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Yan Qingyi walked up to Nalan Lian and spoke in grief and indignation: "Brother, you have never been someone who covets reputation, nor someone who wants to be the emperor. Brother, you wouldn't want to do that, would you, brother?"

Nalan Lian lowered his pitch-black eyes and looked at Yan Qingyi. There was no warmth in his eyes. His gaze was frighteningly cold