With this confidence in her heart, she didn't give Chu Yi any expression at all and retorted:

"Why should I tell you, a traitor, about my affairs?"

"Oh? Then why should I tell Your Majesty about my rebellion?" Chu Yi also objected to this.

Xiao Ling: “…”

She slapped her forehead.

He had forgotten in his haste that the Chu bandit had no reason to tell him who the spy was.

"Hmph, what's the point of trying to be clever with me? General Liu is a reliable man. As long as I wait for the elite troops of the Yan army to move south, it will be easy for me to capture your Chu family."

Hearing this, Chu Yi smiled again.

"Qi is a powerful nation right now, and the Northern Guard Army is no match for the Beijing Army, which can be deployed at any time. In my opinion, Your Majesty should first ensure that the main force of the Yan Army can move south before discussing this."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it to heart.

Xiao Ling seemed to have sensed other meanings in these words.

Suddenly, she was angry.

"Chu thief, at least this is just a fight between you and the royal family, but if you dare to collude with outsiders, I guarantee you will die an ugly death!"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

Seeing that the little emperor seemed to be stressed, Chu Yi denied the matter with disdain.

Then, he taunted in a tone that seemed to deserve a beating:

"I am not a loser. I can usurp the throne and make Your Majesty bow down before me. All I need is the Beijing Camp!"

humiliation!

A complete humiliation and ridicule.

Xiao Ling's suppressed anger rose again, and he raised his hand and threw the memorial on the table towards Chu Yi.

"Traitor, get out!"