Chapter 7: I Don't Want the Throne, I Just Want Him (1)
Lines of code appear, knuckled fingers moving flexibly.
No one knows that Ye Sibai is not only the third highness of the empire, but also the most mysterious "king of hackers" in the world.
Code name - SB.
Abbreviation for "Sibai".
Ye Sibai deciphered the new confidential window, and a dialog box popped up:
[The Most Handsome Boss]: "How's it going?" ”
[Cute subordinate 007]: "Boss, be careful, Your Royal Highness and the Cheng family have reached a secret agreement, and they will soon leave for China." ”
[The most handsome boss]: "I'll be careful." By the way, how did my eldest brother check it out? ”
[Cute subordinate 007]: "Boss, I have already checked the matter of His Royal Highness. To put it simply, he is in love and cannot inherit the throne, so he dumps the throne on you. ”
In love?
Ye Si Baijun's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eldest brother who was ruthless, selfless, and not close to women was actually in love?!
[The most handsome boss]: "Which woman does he fall in love with?" ”
On the subordinate's side, he bit his nails and hesitated for a few seconds before sending a string of messages.
[Cute Subordinate 007]: "... A popular idol in the entertainment industry, Lin Chusheng. ”
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Ye Sibai had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, Lin, Lin Chusheng? That popular idol who has poor acting skills but loves acting, has no talent for dancing but loves to dance, and sings well? !
He respects and worships the eldest brother, the youngest commander! Like Lin Chusheng??
Probably sensing that the boss's festival had been shattered, his subordinates silently went offline and continued to carry out the mysterious mission.
Ye Sibai sat on the chair for a while, the night was dark outside the window, and he recalled the bits and pieces of getting along with his eldest brother...
Ye Sibai made a cup of black tea and dialed the string of confidential numbers.
The phone was quickly connected, and a deep magnetic voice came: "Third child, what's the matter?" ”
Ye Sibai took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Brother, when did you get the surname Lin better?" ”
Ye Si had just fallen asleep, and slowly opened his eyes in the dark, and the third brother really knew...
He kept this matter very secretive, and the third child was able to find out in such a short period of time, proving that Ye Sibai did have the strength of the heir of the empire.
Ye Sishen smiled silently and bitterly, staring at the ceiling in the darkness: "Third brother, the Kuran Kingdom will not support an Emperor His Majesty who has an abnormal private life. Over the years, I have blocked so many storms for you, it's time for you to repay. ”
Everyone in the royal circle knows that His Majesty the Honorable Emperor Ye Shuyang has three princes:
His Royal Highness Ye Si Shen is both wise and brave, extremely capable, and serves as a commander at a young age, making him the most suitable heir to the empire;
His Royal Highness Ye Sixiu is cunning and suspicious, the son of the first queen, and the Cheng family are entangled, and His Majesty the Emperor dislikes him the most;
The identity of the Third Highness is unknown, it is rumored that he is stubborn and unruly, he suffered from illness and frail when he was young, and after recovering from his illness, he has been doing misdeeds abroad all the year round, and he also likes to raise pigs and grow vegetables, which makes the entire royal family have a headache.
The Third Highness is the most unlikely person to inherit the throne.
Over the years, His Royal Highness the Second Highness and his supporters have focused their artillery fire on His Royal Highness, and they did not expect that the emperor was actually ready to hand over the throne to the third child.
It's a pity that the third child doesn't want the throne either.
He still likes to be abroad, unrestrained as his night emperor;
I still like it, and I have free time to grow vegetables and raise pigs.
Ye Sibai leaned back on the soft chair and complained in a complaining tone: "There are so many good girls in the world." ”
Ye Sishen chuckled.
Dark-eyed staring at the colorful neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window, he said word by word: "For him, I don't want the throne." ”