Yang Le's words made Fei involuntarily swallow his saliva whole.
"That is absolutely impossible, Your Highness the Crown Prince your words are getting further"
"That's the truth, young master Jie, I wasn't a child anymore when the incident happened sixteen-year ago. A child that age knew what was going on even though no adults had said it. How do you think I can be sure that Hong is my little brother, aside from his red face and hair, and the tattoos on the back of his waist? Which appear more and more clearly as he grows older."
Fei clenched his fists. Want to deny it, but what could he have? Even though he saw by his own his the red baby in his mother's arms when he was born, his younger brother's face did not look like their parents. Even though it is, maybe because his mother and father really love his brother more than anything. However, all of that was highly improbable, how could Hong not be his little brother?
