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On either side of the imperial road were tall buildings and courtyard walls, with the occasional passerby through the wide and orderly alleys.
Li Xianyun dismounted and walked to a secluded spot on the roadside about ten meters away to avoid people.
Ji Chuchu followed her there.
Li Xianyun looked at the woman who considered her a rival in love, "Speak, what is it?"
Although she already had a plan in mind, she still wanted to hear what the other side had to say.
Ji Chuchu solemnly bowed to Li Xianyun, "I beg Your Highness to save my brother."
As expected, it was for the sake of her brother, Ji Zuqing.
Li Xianyun looked at her and lightly opened her red lips, "Affairs of the former dynasty are not within my power to decide; seeking my help is futile."
Ji Chuchu pursed her lips.
Everyone knew how much Khan favored Li Xianyun; if she were to whisper in his ear, how could Khan not listen?