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Chapter 1820

Knowing that the other party was testing her attitude, Xin Bao'e gritted her teeth and couldn't help but ask: "What is it?"

On the other end of the phone, Gong Yayue laughed softly: "Before I tell you, you have to answer me a question first."

Xin Bao'e nodded: "Yes."

Just listen to Gong Yayue ask: "Do you hate this Yuan Luoli very much?"

"..." Xin Bao'e held the phone and was silent for two seconds, and finally replied in a positive tone: "Yes."

Gong Yayue's laughter became more obvious, and she seemed to have put aside her doubts, "That's great, then, you will do what I said. It will not only allow me to hand over the job to my father, but also

This person you hate will disappear completely..."

Upon hearing this, Xin Bao'e couldn't help but get excited.

After reaching a consensus with Gong Yayue, the two ended the call.

Xin Bao'e sorted out her thoughts in the room and regained her composure.

Then he opened the door and went to see Xin Yu.

He said to him apologetically: "Second brother, I just tried to call Ya Yue to mention this matter. She said that the king is very strict with Prince Hongxu and will definitely not allow him to talk to Yuan Luo again.

We met Li. So...she is really powerless."

"So, she is unwilling to help with this?"

Xin Yu squeezed out a hint of worry between his eyebrows and said to himself: "Is there no other way? As long as Gong Hongxu can be let out, even if he makes up a random reason..."

Xin Bao'e's eyes flashed slightly and hesitantly said: "Although Yayue is not convenient to help, she still kindly revealed a piece of news to me."

"Speak quickly." Xin Yu urged impatiently.

"It's the death anniversary of Gong Hongxu's mother in two days. According to the custom in previous years, the king will take the two siblings to pay homage together. Sister Luo Li may have a chance to meet Gong Hongxu."

Xin Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but slap his forehead: "The death anniversary of the king's wife... That's right! How could I forget this!"

"Don't talk about you, second brother. If Yayue hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have remembered it." Xin Bao'e agreed, with a faint smile on her face, and added: "The wife of the king has been dead for many years, and she is worshiping here.

Regarding this matter, the Imperial Palace keeps a very low profile every year. Even people who have been in Kyoto all year round probably won’t pay special attention to this matter."

Xin Yu nodded repeatedly, picked up the phone and said, "I will tell Qin...Luo Li and the others the news immediately!"

When he got excited, he almost said Qin Shu's name. Fortunately, he changed his words in time, but Xin Bao'e didn't hear anything unusual.

Xin Bao'e looked at his dialing page and saw that he was calling Yuan Luoli.

She frowned slightly uneasily, and before the call was dialed, she said hesitantly: "Second brother, don't tell Sister Luo Li that I told you about this."

"Huh? Why is that?"

Xin Bao'e had a look of helplessness on her face, sighed and said, "Actually, I had some conflicts with her before."

"You two can still have conflicts?!"

Xin Yu felt that he couldn't understand it.
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