The few deputy generals and Ming Feng behind him nodded in agreement.
It really is too similar.
If the Little Prince were born in the Capital City, anyone who had seen the royal visage might suspect this was Your Majesty's romantic escapade outside.
However, since not many people in Bianzhou had witnessed the royal visage, the Little Prince's identity had surprisingly remained undisclosed for several years.
Xie Xiuran held Lu Ziyuan's face for a long time, reluctantly acknowledging that this person truly resembled him.
With wide eyes, he looked towards his mother, receiving another confirming nod from her.
So, this was indeed his father.
Seeing the clever and lively appearance of the little bean sprout, Lu Ziyuan, newly a father, couldn't resist rubbing his head and giving his cheek a hearty kiss, laughing, "Good boy, call me Dad."
