"Hehe, it's your choice whether you want to go or not, but ... Hehe, patriarch xuanming, there's someone you should be familiar with."
Manager Wu sneered and suddenly threw a photo to the xuanming ancestor.
The moment the xuanming patriarch received the photo, his expression changed drastically.
"My son!"
"Manager Wu! What's the meaning of this!"
The xuanming patriarch's lips trembled as he held the photo in his hand.
The person in the photo was a child who looked only a few years old. He was very cute.
"This is your son?"
Qin bei shot a glance at the old ancestor Xuan Ming. This old man was already hundreds of years old. How old was his son at this time?
He really knew how to play.
that's right, Duke Zhennan. This child is the child of my favorite concubine. I had already arranged for people to secretly bring them back to the southern mountain range, but. didn't expect ... But he was captured by the second Prince!"