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Digging my heart, I won't play with you 8(2/2)

Yin Xuanmo did not accept his brother's eyes.

The prince of Southern Xinjiang had to take the initiative to speak, "Brother, since you can't do it, just let the little girl go. We have come through this in Southern Xinjiang for so many years, and there is no need to use that kind of method. What's more, after all, it was a few years ago.

A statement passed down a hundred years ago may not necessarily be true. This is not only my intention, but also my father’s intention."

Yin Xuanmo paused as he collected the memorial, "Our southern Xinjiang royal family has raised the Holy Infant for so many generations, and we cannot break it in the hands of our generation."

The prince of Southern Xinjiang sighed.

"But brother, I see that you are a little special to that little girl. And..." The prince of Southern Xinjiang couldn't bear it, "I asked the people around you that the little girl named Su Yi is only thirteen years old this year... thirteen years old

, still a child..."

Yin Xuanmo said lightly, "The younger the mother who raises the Holy Infant, the better. Brother, you don't know that."

The look in the eyes of the prince of Southern Xinjiang when he looked at his brother became more and more complicated. Looking at his cold and pale complexion, he must have started taking medicine himself.

If possible, he would rather take his place.

However, his physique is not suitable.

From their southern Xinjiang royal family, every generation will only produce a man with Adi's physique.

Thinking of this, the Prince of Southern Xinjiang sighed again.

After a long while, he could only say, "I just hope you won't regret it."

regret?

Yin Xuanmo's eyes were deep.

He never does anything he regrets, everything is for Southern Xinjiang.

The prince of Southern Border said again, "The arrangements over there in the Southern Border are almost complete, and the cooperation with the Emperor of Dajing is also in full swing and going smoothly in the Southern Border as you arranged."

"I'll leave for Dajing tonight." Yin Xuanmo answered.

The Prince of Southern Xinjiang thought for a moment and didn't say much. After all, the 'Yin Xuanmo' in Dajing is just an identical puppet they refined.

It's okay to dress up and look good in normal times, but now that the critical moment is approaching, puppets certainly can't do the job.

"Be careful in everything. You don't have to worry at home. My father and I are watching. We will cooperate with your actions there."

Yin Xuanmo nodded and was about to pack up and leave.

The eldest brother of the Southern Xinjiang prince is like father and mother, so he has to worry about his old mother again, "How will you deal with that little girl after you leave?"

"As usual."

What it means as usual is that she can't go outside the forbidden areas, and she can eat and drink as she pleases. And she is still not allowed to have contact with any southern Xinjiang royal family and concubines in the harem. No news is allowed to reach her ears.

After Yin Xuanmo left these two words, Su Yi didn't see Yin Xuanmo for a long time.
Chapter completed!
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