Chapter 363: Chapter 222: Utterly Convinced in Defeat
He is the master?!
How can it be?!
Zheng Qian stared blankly at Zhao Yao not far away.
Zhao Yao noticed someone looking at him, turned around and saw a boy of eleven or twelve watching him. The boy was so exquisitely handsome that if it weren’t for the arrogance lingering between his brows, he would really be mistaken for a girl dressed as a boy.
This must be Zheng Zhengshi’s little brother!
Full of arrogance!
Just a bit too good-looking!
The eighth brother is also very handsome, but there isn’t the same arrogance between his brows as in Zheng Zhengshi’s little brother.
While Zhao Yao was observing Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian was also scrutinizing Zhao Yao.
This tenth prince was finely carved and jade-like, with eyes that were clear and innocent, and a spirit brimming between his brows. Most importantly, he saw the aura of a dragon between the prince’s brows.
He really is the master!
The steward, seeing Zheng Qian had arrived, quickly introduced him, "Third young master, this is the tenth prince." Then he introduced to Zhao Yao, "Your Highness, this is the third young master."
Zheng Qian suppressed the shock and suspicion rushing to his heart, and properly bowed to Zhao Yao, "Student greets Your Highness."
Zhao Yao found Zheng Qian’s earlier gaze at him somewhat odd, containing shock, suspicion, delight, and scrutiny, in any case, it was very complicated.
Is it necessary to have so many emotions just by seeing him?
"Rise," Zhao Yao said with a smile, "You are the genius little brother that Zheng Zhengshi often speaks of."
Zheng Qian reverted to his usual arrogant manner. Calmly he said, "Yes, it is this student."
Hearing Zheng Qian’s words, Zhao Yao was a bit surprised. If it were someone else, they would certainly modestly say they’re no genius, yet Zheng Qian openly admitted it, not humble at all.
Zheng Rang often said his little brother never knew what humility was, now it seems it is indeed true.
The steward, seeing Zheng Qian’s indifferent demeanor, hurriedly invited Zhao Yao back to the living room.
Zhao Yao walked ahead, with the steward and Zheng Qian following behind.
"Third young master, His Highness is an honored guest invited by the eldest young master, please be respectful."
Zheng Qian looked oddly at the steward, saying, "Am I not being respectful?"
The steward thought to himself: I really didn’t see any sign of respect from you.
Back in the living room, the steward quickly brought another cup of hot tea. Then he winked at Zheng Qian.
Zheng Qian couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to the steward, he sat opposite Zhao Yao, staring straight at him.
Zhao Yao’s appearance was indescribably noble.
Zheng Qian very much wanted to admit he was mistaken, but he wasn’t wrong, this tenth prince indeed had the aura of a dragon between his brows.
Although unwilling to acknowledge, he had to admit, this young tenth prince before him truly was his master.
Whether he is the master, Zheng Qian could discern at a glance.
Zhao Yao saw Zheng Qian continuously staring at him as if trying to read through him.
"Third Young Master Zheng, is there something on my face?" Zhao Yao raised his hand to touch his face, finding nothing.
Zheng Qian suddenly asked, "Your Highness, on what month and day were you born?"
Seeing Zheng Qian asking so bluntly, the steward quickly whispered to remind Zheng Qian, "Third young master, you can’t speak to His Highness in such a manner."
Zheng Qian didn’t respond to the steward, his eyes intensely fixated on Zhao Yao, "Your Highness, please tell me, it’s important to me."
"Huh?" Zhao Yao looked surprised, "Why is my birth date important to you?" What does his birth date have to do with him.
Zheng Qian said seriously, "Very important." As for why it was important, he didn’t say. "Please inform me, Your Highness."
Zhao Yao looked at Zheng Qian strangely. Even if he didn’t tell Zheng Qian his birth date, he could find out regardless.
"August 5th."
August 5th?
Zheng Qian’s right thumb tapped on his forefinger a few times.
Zhao Yao seeing Zheng Qian’s gesture, wondered what he was calculating.
After calculating, Zheng Qian’s heart trembled, staring with wide eyes, his overly beautiful face showing an expression of disbelief.
Zhao Yao saw Zheng Qian in a "seeing a ghost" manner, feeling peculiar, what’s wrong with him?
For the first time, the steward saw such a shocked expression on the fake third young master’s face, he hurriedly asked with concern, "Third young master, what’s wrong, are you feeling unwell?"
Zheng Qian steadied his heart, his face returning to its usual bothersome, punch-deserving expression.
"Nothing."
The steward was doubtful, as earlier he saw the third young master with a look of shock he’d never seen before. The bold beyond belief third young master, how could he be afraid of anything.