"I'm not even 100% sure, are you sure?"

Isn’t it just looking at faces again?

Mingzhen was speechless.

Zong Zheng nodded.

"I heard others mentioned it, but...the emperor, no, the late emperor didn't believe it!"

Mingzhen was curious.

"Why doesn't he believe it?"

Zong Zheng looked at Ming Zhen, his sharp eyes were somewhat gentle, like the eyes of an elder looking at a younger generation.

"That's what he is, stubborn and paranoid..."

Zong Zheng spoke of the late emperor with a clear sigh in his tone, and said to Ming Zhen: "He was not a good father, but he... tried his best!"

Mingzhen raised her eyebrows.

She didn't come here to inquire about the late emperor's story.

She maintains a certain respect for him, after all, everyone is dead, but she really doesn't have any deep feelings for him.

"I came here just to know one thing. Is your clan planning to give way to the noble family?"

Mingzhen asked without any tact.

Zong Zheng tried to stand up from his sitting position, but Ming Zhen reached out to hold him down. Why should this old man stand when he was in such a bad condition?

She doesn’t mind even if she lies down and talks!

Zong Zheng was pushed down by Ming Zhen. He couldn't stand up and was not angry, so he just sat on the edge of the bed with all his strength.

"Your Highness, your real surname is Ming?"

Old man Zongzheng suddenly asked.

Ming Zhen's face darkened, "What's my surname if I don't have Ming? Forget it, just think I came here in vain!"

Unhappy, but not wanting to do anything to a dying old man, Mingzhen turned around and left.

"Your Highness doesn't want that position?"

Zong Zheng's voice came from behind.

Mingzhen was unmoved at all and continued to walk out. She turned her back to the other person and said coldly: "Whether you want it or not is none of your business."

Seeing that Ming Zhen did not hesitate, Zong Zheng's eyes flashed with anxiety.

"Wait a minute! You don't want to know why our Zhao family can dominate the world!"

"Sit tight?"

Mingzhen stopped and turned to look at him doubtfully: "Are you kidding?"

Doesn’t this old man still know what the current situation is?

"I don't have time to waste time with you. I'm just curious to take a look... your house is quite interesting."

Ming Zhen glanced at the other party with meaning.

This old house and old bed don't look like a place where a Zongzong would live.

If Mingzhen hadn't obtained some information about the opponent from Liu Tongzhi, he might not have been sure after the power of the soul was detected.

Old man Zongzheng coughed several times.

Mingzhen frowned.

"Your Highness, cough! Please give me a chance to explain!"

Old man Zongzheng didn't do any obvious probing tricks, which made Mingzhen plan to give him some face.

After all, this attitude has always been very polite.

"I'll give you five minutes!" Mingzhen said calmly.

Old man Zong Zheng smiled bitterly, but didn't say much. He tried his best to stop his cough and slow down his breathing.

"In this world, without me, the Zhao family, there is only one way to perish!"

Old man Zong Zheng stood up with great effort and trembling, raised his head and looked at Ming Zhen, his eyes were sharp and bright.

Mingzhen's heart moved slightly.

"You mean... the return of Kyushu?"

Mingzhen opened her mouth to test.

Old man Zongzheng took out a strong dragon-carved crutch from the bedside, gave it a little help, and took two steps forward towards the door.

"Your Highness, there is no need to test, I will not hide what you want to know!"

This attitude almost changed drastically, Mingzhen looked at him thoughtfully.

If this person knows who she is, he also knows her strength?

The old man's attitude was polite, and Mingzhen was not the type to be fussy about things. She glanced around the room and dragged the bench behind him.

I also dragged one over and sat down:

"Why is Lao Zongzheng's attitude so arrogant in front and respectful in the back?"

Old man Zong Zheng smiled bitterly and put the crutch next to his feet: "I won't be so arrogant, right?"

He just tried it a little bit.

His attitude was very respectful from beginning to end. Considering his age, he had never been so polite to that boy Zhao Bi.

"Then why are you so... polite?"

Mingzhen asked.

"It doesn't seem like it's because of my Martial God's fighting power?"

Zong Zheng sighed, wondering whether this more serious girl would not listen to what he had to say.

explained:

"Didn't you realize it yourself?"

Mingzhen looked at him calmly and listened to his slow and confused question: "Weren't you summoned by the artifact?"

Mingzhen:??

Only then did she feel truly surprised.

What artifact?

What calling?

"Why don't I doubt your identity at all? Why do I mention...that position to you? Why do I confirm that you are Mingyue's daughter..."

When he mentioned the latter point, he carefully looked at Ming Zhen's expression.

Mingzhen looked at him calmly.

"Your... real surname..." Zong Zheng couldn't help but speak again, but when he saw Ming Zhen frowning slightly, he quickly changed the subject.

"Ahem! Since Your Highness doesn't want to answer, I'll just tell you!"

Zongzheng doesn't intend to sell out anymore.

After pondering for a few seconds, he organized his words and said:

"Since Your Highness has been recognized by the National Destiny and the Divine Artifact, the clan will naturally respect you! The Artifact... you may have been too pressed for time and not noticed the sense of calling and fit..."

Zong Zheng looked at Mingzhen and saw that Mingzhen was still listening with a calm attitude, feeling emotional in his heart.

"This imperial capital is naturally the imperial capital of my Zhao family!"

"I, the Zhao family... have never thought of giving up this throne to others!"

Zong Zheng's tone was very firm.

"You are of the Zhao family's bloodline, directly related to the imperial family! This is true! You are also recognized by the artifact... as the heir of this generation!"

"As long as you refine the artifact, there is no chance of success for anyone else's plan!"

"All conspiracies are nothing but jokes!"

"There is a reason why my Zhao family has never had the throne transferred..."

"The imperial capital is the ancestor of my Zhao family..."

"Those branches..."

"..."

"..."

Ming Zhen looked thoughtful.
To be continued...