บท 1214: Saving The Beauty

Luan Hui saw that the situation was not right and cold sweat broke out from his forehead. The Fake Ye Qing beside him also turned weak in the legs.

Luan Hui willed himself on and met with Ye Qing's eyes that had turned deep and cold. "You're saying that you're the Third Prince based on a small scar on your forehead? I think the Queen asked you here to clear the King's name! Do you dare to do a DNA test?"

Ye Qing put one hand on the table, a cold and dignified air exuding from his body. That inherent nobility was a sharp contrast to Fake Ye Qing.

Faced with Luan Hui's question, Ye Qing did not seem flustered and he pursed his lips slightly, fierce and domineering.

He could not have faked the aura that exuded from him.