Thump, thump, thump, three loud kowtows hit the ground with a sound.
Xin Zhuo's gaze was resolute.
These three kowtows completely severed his father-son bond with Emperor Longteng.
His forehead was slightly red.
Lady Shifei watched from the side, her heart aching, while Empress Feng and Long Qingxuan and others showed proud expressions.
Lady Shifei's heart was completely chilled.
As he lifted his head, he was Xin Zhuo, no longer the Seventh Prince of Longteng.
Emperor Longteng pondered deeply for a moment.
"Your Majesty, what Xin Zhuo said is not without reason. I think it's best to send him as a hostage."
Empress Feng looked at Emperor Longteng, knowing he hesitated.
Emperor Longteng indeed had reservations about the Shi Mansion, but Xin Zhuo was still his child—that was a fact.
With Lady Shifei, they had a reason, but with Xin Zhuo, it wasn't so clear.
Moreover, His Majesty acted out of impulse tonight, and would surely regret it after a few days.
