Leng Yu Yan nodded slightly and said in a cold voice, "Ji Qingyu intends to rebel, it is appropriate for Your Highness to have someone thoroughly investigate."
As she spoke, she paused, "Ling Lang, I have always felt uneasy, feeling that Ji Qingyu's rebellion is somewhat related to me."
Ye Yiheng and Ji Qingyu, these cousins, are actually very similar.
Their greatest similarity is not that they both suffered from the cold poison, but that they are both madmen.
One is mad with coldness, the other mad with a smile.
Ling Lang comforted, "Master, you mustn't think like that. Ji Qingyu is the only son of the Eldest Princess, he has been favored by the Emperor since childhood, relying on his status, he has always been a little tyrant in the capital city."
"With his status, he could get whatever he wanted. Once he didn't get it, he'd fall into madness." Leng Yu Yan's lips moved slightly, "Ling Lang, do you think what I said is right?"
