When the group arrived, Ji Jiuhuang was in a state of chaos. It took more than an hour for this crazed person to regain clarity.
"What's the matter?"
Ji Jiuhuang noticed Prince Meng's complexion and knew something big must have happened.
Prince Meng's expression was grave: "The Prime Minister is going to rebel!"
"Correct! She has sent letters to the borders to summon troops. The Eighth Princess has been overly suspicious lately, guarding against the Prime Minister. She's probably desperate and wants to seize the Imperial City in one fell swoop and ascend to Da Bao!"
Ji Jiuhuang frowned and said, "Since she dares to do this, she must be confident. But she has always been wary of those Ancient Tribe aristocratic families. What drove her to take such a risk?"
