"Oh? What did he say?"
"Him?" Ye Zi'an shook his head and said, "He's quite interesting. Between the lines, he was warning me to return to Funan early, or else one day I might be fed a cup of poisoned wine. The point is, uncle, I've met him a few times, and he's definitely not as rumored. And today in the palace, I discovered he could even ride a horse into the palace; no other prince has such a privilege, right?"
"Alas!" Old Mu put down his teacup and sighed, "That's right, recently, some things have happened again in the Capital City. The Eldest Imperial Prince, Prince Ning, went mad, went mad in the House of the Imperial Clan, muttering every day 'I was wrong, I'm guilty.'"
"How could this happen?" Luo Linhao exclaimed, "Wasn't he just captured?"
