But in front of the queen, Feng Qitong didn't want to make himself too ugly, not to mention that he had faintly noticed that the queen's attitude towards Tang Zhenting was not right.
Therefore, Feng Qitong quickly smiled and said: "I thank my mother for your kindness, but I already have a suitable companion to read, so I don't need to find Mr. Tang anymore!"
"Alright then!" The queen nodded, but there was no regret on her face.
And Feng Qitong said at the right time: "There, the minister will leave first, the minister has not finished writing the article that the Tai Tuo asked my son to write!"
"Okay, then go quickly! It's important to make a fuss!" The queen said immediately, and there was a little sense of urgency in her words that she wanted Feng Qitong to leave quickly.
But she didn't notice the abnormality herself.
Feng Qitong found out that she was eager to leave by herself, and after bowing down to salute calmly, she turned around and walked away.
Seeing Feng Qitong's dignified posture, the queen's complexion couldn't help but darken.
As a fake son, she and the emperor naturally never thought of nurturing him well.
Even since he was a child, many eunuchs who know how to eat, drink and have fun have been placed around him specially to raise him, in order to train him into a dude, so as not to be harmful to the emperor in the future.
But he was too ambitious.
Even if the people around him are guiding him to develop in the direction of a dandy, he is still developing in a positive direction.
Of course, this is mainly because he is too smart. The dog-fighting methods used to raise and destroy him, he soon became more skilled than those eunuchs who knew it well.
It was also because he was tired of these ways of having fun that he thought about reading books, practicing archery, and learning many other things.
Over time, everyone who taught him would praise the Seventh Prince for his talent, and then show the appearance of someone who has succeeded him in the Great Tang Dynasty.
Although she and the emperor felt panicked, they tried so hard to raise him up and failed, so what else could they do
If Prime Minister Tang hadn't said that a person like him would become Ting'er's right-hand man in the future, she would have killed him quickly so as not to cause any trouble for Ting'er in the future!
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And Feng Qitong's face darkened after leaving Weiyang Palace.
After returning to his bedroom, he looked at Xiao Linzi with a serious expression, "Go and tell Xiaoyue, what the queen said after Tang Zhenting came over today, and what kind of expression she has, you can't let go of a single word!"
Seeing this, Xiao Linzi quickly agreed, and then asked cautiously: "What are you doubting, Your Highness?"
Hearing this, Feng Qitong's dark and deep eyes burst out with a cold light like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, "I suspect that you guessed it right!"
Xiao Linzi was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Your Highness, what did the servant guess right?"
"Tang Zhenting is the queen's own son!" Feng Qitong said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Linzi's expression changed immediately, and then he quickly bent down and said cautiously: "Your Highness, is it impossible? If Mr. Tang is really the queen's son, how could she not recognize him for so many years?"
"It's impossible! I'm already 12 years old, but my father hasn't appointed a crown prince for a long time. The ministers have urged me many times, but my father has rejected me on the grounds that I'm still young. Now it seems that he It's not that I think Bengong is small, but maybe it's because Bengong is not the prince he wants at all!" Feng Qitong's expression was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.