"Haha, hahaha..."
Ji Changlie suddenly burst into laughter.
He thought of something: "Back then, your Cui Family was utterly defiant of this king, obstructing me at every turn. And now, it has become nothing more than a dog under Chen Ping's command, throwing away a thousand-year family reputation into the water. Do you regret it now?"
"By the way, where is Yuyin? I heard that since her son died, she's become somewhat deranged, and after her family was confiscated, she even joined Canxia Nunnery as a nun. If only she knew this day would come, why did she do it in the first place?"
Ji Changlie ground his teeth and laughed.
To him, that Jinghai Prince's Mansion was no longer his own mansion.
Under his intense hatred, even the Princess Consort and the Crown Prince were estranged from him; whether they died or became monks, it was, after all, something that greatly pleased him.
After all, in terms of his children, more were gone than left.
