Zat Baiha’s mind had already made a guess when he heard this.
“And then?”
Zatvanliu closed his eyes feebly, “Then His Majesty could not bear to have his own bloodline killed, or perhaps His Majesty had an invitation for the maid.”
“And so it came to pa*s that I was sent to protect the lady-in-waiting until after the successful birth of an heir, and then His Majesty would receive her back to the palace.”
“However, the world is unpredictable, and that year, after a bloody battle, His Majesty was seriously injured and the princes, taking advantage of the situation, sent a large number of experts to kill the lady-in-waiting.”
“I was limited in my ability, and with many attempts at pressure could only secretly make a swap of my newborn child with them.”
“Unfortunately, in the end, the royal bloodline was preserved, but the maidservant finally did not escape this fate.”
After hearing this Zat Baiha’s body slowly trembled.
“So, I am the child of that maid of honour, am I?”
Zatvanliu nodded with a complicated expression.
“Yes, you are the fourth prince who died young!”
“I would not have wanted to tell you if I had not been afraid that you would invite calamity upon yourself by investigating deeper.”
Zat Baiha’s pupils instantly dilated several times, and his face had a complicated expression, one of excitement and grief, both happy and sad.
It was also at that moment that a silhouette suddenly flashed in his mind.
At that moment, his aura became violent and his expression became incomparably fierce, just like a demon from hell.
“If that’s the case, why are you still trying to fool me into approaching the Second Princess, that is my half-sister.”
With a roar, Zat Baikha grabbed the other man by the collar and lifted him in mid-air.
The thought of it made him feel sick to his stomach.
Yet Zatvanliu only smiled slightly in the face of Zatbaiha’s rage.
“This is for your protection, you have been watched by countless eyes from the time you were born.
As you grew older, your face gradually began to resemble that of His Majesty.”
“In order to ease their concerns and to protect you, I could only do this.
His Majesty’s decree at the beginning was simply that I should protect you well as you grew up and live a million lives in abundance!”
Hearing this, Zat Baikha’s expression calmed down considerably, and after he had put Zat Wanliu down, he straightened his clothes again.
“I’m sorry father, I was too impulsive!”
The sound of a father had said a lot.
Zatvanliu also wore a look of surprise.
“Your Highness, you also want to fight for the throne?”
A confident smile appeared on Zat Baikha’s face, and a seed of ambition instantly broke through the ground in his heart.
“Since I have an entrance ticket to the throne, it is only natural that I should fight for it!
Whether it’s for revenge or for that supreme glory, I’ll have to fight for it.”
“So, Father, you will help me, won’t you?”
In a calm tone, Renzatvanliu felt a shiver run down his spine.
Was this the power of the royal bloodline, once the heart of power was awakened it was at his fingertips.
He looked into Zat Baikha’s deep and violent eyes and knelt down without any hesitation.
“I am willing to serve Your Highness in the form of thorns and briers!”
He knew that if he refused, he would only die.
Zat Baiha laughed and immediately held the other man’s arms: “Father, what are you doing, we are father and son.”
“Even if I ascend the throne in the future, you will still exist as the father of the nation.”
Zatvanliu felt that a huge pie was forming before his eyes, but it was a pie he had to eat.
After standing up he pondered for a moment, organising himself quickly in his mind, and then spoke out.
“Your Highness, you are now too far behind the other princes, but we also have an advantage, we are then in the dark they are in the light, we can slowly gather strength and develop peacefully …….”