Along the way, nearly everyone Zhao Fu encountered treated him with utmost respect. Li Muqing and the other two women had vaguely guessed that Zhao Fu's identity was far from ordinary. Only Feng Shiyu's mind was blank—she was about to meet the Great Qin Imperial Prince she had dreamed of meeting, and her heart held nothing but nerves and excitement.
When they arrived at the discussion hall, Zhao Fu sat directly in the chair at the head, effectively declaring his identity.
Li Muqing and the other two women were shocked as well. They had never expected Zhao Fu to be the Great Qin Imperial Prince.
"Zhao Fu, you actually dare sit up there? I'm telling you, you're dead!" Feng Shiyu pointed at Zhao Fu and shouted when she saw him suddenly take the seat at the head.
Zhao Fu was taken aback at first, then could not help laughing. The others in the discussion hall could not help laughing as well.
Hearing the laughter around her, Feng Shiyu still had not quite reacted. Li Muqing tugged at her from beside her and said, "Zhao Fu is the Great Qin Imperial Prince!"
"Ah!"
Feng Shiyu let out a shriek, staring at Zhao Fu in disbelief before looking at everyone else. Then it dawned on her. "It seems Zhao Fu really is the Great Qin Imperial Prince!"
Thinking of what she had said to Zhao Fu before, Feng Shiyu suddenly burst into tears.
Zhao Fu froze. He had not expected someone who seemed afraid of nothing to actually cry. Seeing her weeping, Zhao Fu said, "All right! I won't blame you!"
"Really?" Feng Shiyu asked, wiping away her tears.
Seeing how quickly she had stopped crying, Zhao Fu wondered whether she had tricked him again, but he still gave an affirmative hum.