The wind swept up the fallen leaves in the courtyard. The white tiger had already curled up in the nest that had been built for it to rest. In the starless night, only the lantern emitted a weak light.
Su Mingfeng asked hesitantly with shock on his face, "What… Do you mean?"
"My real identity is Prince Rui of the Daliang Dynasty, not the son of Xie Ding." Xie Jingxing said indifferently, "It's not a temporary solution."
"Impossible!" Su Mingfeng blurted out, "You and I have known each other for more than ten years and have been together since we were young. Why didn't I know that you're Prince Rui of the Daliang Dynasty?"
"The real heir of the Marquis of Lin'an is already dead." Xie Jingxing said, "It's not me."
