Minister Wang: "Naturally, it refers to those whose interests are related to His Majesty."

"You... doubt the Prince of Jin? That's impossible, he's my own brother."

"Your Highness, please heed my words. Even if Prince Jin is your own brother, brothers in the royal family are not like those in ordinary families. They are all the emperor's sons. Which one of them would not want to be the emperor and possess supreme power? Your Highness must not be careless."

Xiao Yuncheng waved his hand, "I can believe you if you say that the person who wants to harm me is that scumbag Xiao Ling. But you suspect Yunfei? He would never do that! From childhood to adulthood, his ambition has always been to travel and enjoy life. He doesn't care about the throne at all."

Upon hearing Xiao Ling's name, Minister Wang hesitated for a moment. He asked, "Your Highness, is the Ninth Prince truly dead?"

“He’s been dead for over two years, absolutely dead.” Xiao Yun stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked up to Minister Wang. “Back then, it was all thanks to my elder sister! She came up with the idea of ​​using his younger sister to lure him from Qingyun Mountain to the south of Yanjiang, and then killed him!”

"He fell off the cliff, and the assassins my sister sent guarded the mountain for three days and two nights, watching his body hang from the cliff until he bled to death. By now, he's probably been pecked to death by birds, leaving only bones!"

At this point, Xiao Yuncheng suddenly laughed wildly: "Father still doesn't know that his youngest son died long ago!"

"Last year, when my father was seriously ill, he summoned Xiao Ling down the mountain. When he saw that Xiao Ling was late in coming, my father was very angry and sent people to Qingyun Mountain to invite him three times."

"He would never have imagined that his youngest son had died two years ago. Hahaha!"