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Qin Yi looked down at the kneeling Qin Hong, his head bowed, eyebrows gathered in calm composure. Gone was the original spirited and proud demeanor.
He couldn't help but reflect!
He still remembered the first time he met Qin Hong, when he traveled north to Shengjing. Back then, he was nothing but a minor official, as insignificant as a sesame seed, respectfully greeting the eldest son of Prince Xuan and feeling quite lacking in confidence. At that time, he was very confused about the future, and he was even moved when Qin Hong extended an olive branch to him.
Fortunately, in the end, Pan'er saw through his true nature and stopped him.
And now, their statuses had been reversed.
He sat on the lofty dragon throne, holding Pan'er's hand, accepting the great bow of homage from Prince Xuan's heir.
Such a scene, he had never even dreamed of in those days!