Fathers know their sons best. When Zhao Ming heard this, he slightly narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is the commotion outside not the main army?"
Zhao Shen replied, "You said it's a commotion, how could it be the main army?"
He looked up and down at his father he hadn't seen for many years and asked, "Father, are you hurt?"
Zhao Ming snorted and then turned with a gentle expression to the Little Emperor, asking softly, "Is Your Majesty alright?"
The Little Emperor covered his waist and cried softly, "It hurts—"
Zhao Shen quickly explained, "At that time, it was too urgent..."
Zhao Ming glanced back at him, cutting him off and, after scanning the surroundings, frowned and asked, "Where is Mr. Ji?"
Ji Yuan emerged from behind a curtain holding a large boy, saying, "I am here."
Zhao Ming saw the Prince Yuzhang in his hands and was silent for a moment. They exchanged a glance and understood each other's meaning.
