Zhao Mingzhu said, "I'm not here to talk to you about the past. I'm here to talk about something else."
"I don't want to hear anything else." Zhao Lin refused directly.
Zhao Mingzhu asked, "What if it involves someone you support?"
Zhao Lin sneered, "Are you here to lobby for Prince Yu?"
Zhao Mingzhu said frankly, "Yes."
Zhao Lin laughed heartily. "I'm just a small governor, but I've been able to persuade Princess Yu to come to my house in person. How bizarre!"
Zhao Mingzhu felt sad and said, "After all, he is still my brother..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Lin shouted, "If you dare say that again, get out immediately."
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you."
Zhao Mingzhu said, "Then you can at least let me in and sit down to talk, right?"
Zhao Lin looked at Zhao Mingzhu and saw that she was trying hard to smile at him, so he said, "Come in."
Zhao Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried in to sit down, saying, "What the prince meant is that he and the crown prince are different. You and the crown prince have no relationship, so even if he ascends to the throne, he won't be able to give you enough benefits. But the prince is different. As long as you support him, when he ascends to the throne, he will at least make you a marquis. How about that?"
"Marquis? Prince Yu is so generous." Zhao Lin sneered.
Zhao Mingzhu said seriously, "The prince has always been generous to his own people."
Zhao Lin nodded. "I understand. He was very generous to Zhao Chenhan and asked him to come and apologize to me. Unfortunately, Zhao Chenhan doesn't seem to understand your efforts. Instead of apologizing, he colluded with Feng Siyuan. It's a pity that Feng Siyuan colluded with the rebels, and Zhao Chenhan can't escape responsibility."
Zhao Mingzhu's heart tightened: "Chen Han would not do such things."
Zhao Lin looked at Zhao Mingzhu with a sneer.
Zhao Mingzhu immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing.
She just subconsciously defended Zhao Chenhan, but forgot that saying so would hurt Zhao Lin.
Zhao Mingzhu said: "I don't mean anything else. Chen Han is a smart man and would not do anything to collude with the rebels."
Zhao Lin leaned back in his chair and laughed, "No need to explain, I understand everything. But didn't Zhao Chenhan tell you that I killed Ma Changda?"
Zhao Mingzhu quickly said: "He said it, I didn't tell anyone else."
"So, I even killed Ma Dada. Do you think I dare to kill you?" Zhao Lin threatened.
Zhao Mingzhu said: "I guess you dare, but you won't."
"Oh? Why?" Zhao Lin asked.
Zhao Mingzhu said, "Because I am your sister and you are my brother. No matter what happens, I will never kill my relatives."
Zhao Lin was silent for a moment, his eyes slightly red: "Sister..."
Zhao Mingzhu was overjoyed: "Brother!"
"Pooh!"
Zhao Lin's face changed, and he spat fiercely: "I'm teasing you, and you really dare to respond? Sister? Are you worthy? I told you long ago that the Zhao Lin you knew is long dead. The Zhao Lin of today is a brand new me, and has nothing to do with you."
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Zhao Lin sadly: "I know you hate us, it doesn't matter, this is what we deserve. As long as you vent your anger, anything is fine."
"Anything is fine?" Zhao Lin asked.
"Yes." Zhao Mingzhu gritted her teeth.
"Kill Zhao Chenhan." Zhao Lin said expressionlessly.
"No." Zhao Mingzhu quickly explained: "You are our younger brother, and so is Chenhan. This is fratricide. If it gets out, it will be bad for your reputation."
Zhao Lin sneered, "Hypocrisy! You are all so hypocritical from top to bottom in the Zhenbei Marquisate. Just say you can't bear to kill him. Why say so many useless words and make people laugh at you?"
Zhao Mingzhu wanted to explain, but Zhao Lin asked, "Is Lao Debiao dead?"
Zhao Mingzhu didn't understand why Zhao Lin asked this and said, "He's not dead yet. It is said that his crime does not deserve the death penalty and should be sentenced to exile."
Zhao Lin said, "Go ask him how Ma Changda died and at whose hands."
Zhao Mingzhu frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "Just ask him and you'll know."
Zhao Mingzhu said: "I asked him, and he said..."
Zhao Lin interrupted Zhao Mingzhu and said, "He said I killed him, right?"
Zhao Mingzhu nodded.
Zhao Lin said: "It was indeed me who ordered the killing, but you have to ask who did it."
A bad thought arose in Zhao Mingzhu's mind: "Does this make any difference?"
"Of course."
Zhao Lin looked at Zhao Mingzhu hopefully: "Do you think Zhao Mingxiao would go crazy if she knew that her beloved brother had stabbed her man to death with his own hands?"
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