But Cheng Jiao was not so tactful. He pointed at the young man in the audience and shouted in dissatisfaction.
"He is not the prince, I am obviously the prince—"
"presumptuous!"
Ying Zheng shouted sternly, his cold and mysterious golden eyes revealing an absolute majesty that brooked no room for questioning.
"I am destined to be the son of Heaven, personally appointed by my father. How can I allow a mere child like you to question me?"
"I-I... wooooo!"
Cheng Jiao was, after all, a young child, and he was raised in the deep palace to be innocent and spoiled. He would burst into tears when frightened.
King Zhuangxiang of Qin frowned upon seeing this, feeling that this child was not presentable.
Especially compared with the eldest son who is not easily affected by praise or criticism, the difference is obvious.
Even without the protection of the dragon, the eldest son's character, strategy and courage are far superior to his.
After this incident, the mother and son were respectfully welcomed into the palace.
When Zhao Ji sat in the magnificent palace, she was still a little dazed and in a dream.
"Zheng, Zheng'er became the crown prince? I became the queen?"
"Of course, would I lie to you?"
"Has Zhao Ji missed me in the past ten years? I've been tossing and turning every night for Zhao Ji!"
Hearing these words, Zhao Ji's excited heart felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over it.
You damn man, if you miss her, why don’t you go to Zhao State to pick her up?
What's the point of coaxing her now?
As expected, all men are bad!
Although she was secretly complaining, but thinking of the noble status of the man in front of her, she still put on a charming and resentful smile and flirted with him.
This side is full of hypocrisy.
On the other side, the prince's bedroom was filled with tenderness and warmth.
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