At this moment, behind the screen, the man sitting high on the Dragon Chair exuded a deep aura, slightly narrowing his sharp eyes.
The official leaned in to listen. The Emperor didn't speak, and he lightly coughed, "Answer my question first."
The little one shook her head, "I'll speak to him directly, and I won't waste time. Three sentences will make him know if I am his daughter!"
This statement was like a stone startling the waves.
The man behind the screen suddenly raised his sword-like eyebrows.
In the nine months that the officials have been searching for the Emperor's lost daughter, they have met many little girls, but none had the confidence that this little one had.
At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice came from behind the screen, "Wen Aiqing, bring her in."
"Yes." Master Wen beckoned, signaling the little one to come forward.
When the little one approached him, Master Wen was taken aback.
Resemblance, it was too similar!
The little one in front of him had a seventy percent resemblance to the portrait of the Emperor's late wife that he had personally painted!
Round watery eyes, delicate eyebrows; those eyes were as black as grapes, lively and full of spirit, and when quietly gazing, they seemed like a piece of the night sky.
Master Wen directly brought the little one behind the screen.
The Emperor of Great Chu, Bai Xilie, tall and strong, even the custom-made Dragon Robe couldn't hide his burgeoning muscles, filling out the clothes robustly.
His slightly tanned skin made him look fierce and powerful.
At this moment, Bai Xilie was like a resting lion, supporting his head with one hand, leisurely using his black eyes to scrutinize the little one standing before him.
To be honest, when she first appeared, his heart did skip a beat.
Because she looked so much like his beloved wife.
However, in the nine months of searching for his daughter, there had been a few who resembled his beloved wife, all eventually proven not to be his flesh and blood.
Bai Xilie's sword-like eyebrows carried the dominance and authority of a ruler: "Little one, how do you plan to use three sentences to make me believe you are my daughter?"
He then let out a frightful laugh, "If you say more than one sentence, and I still don't believe it, I will have no choice but to throw you out of the palace."
The little one was not afraid of him, taking a step forward with small steps.
Her small hand raised the half-eaten sweet potato.
"Do you remember this?"
Bai Xilie gazed suspiciously at the sweet potato.
The little one's voice was soft and her large watery eyes were nimble and well-behaved.
"Mother said that when you were just a farmer, the first crop you harvested together was sweet potatoes."
Bai Xilie stood up abruptly, his previously narrowed dangerous eyes now filled with shock.
His gaze flickered as he walked towards the little one, "Continue!"
Bai Xilie's towering figure cast a shadow like a mountain!
His Adam's apple moved up and down, his black and bright eyes were piercing and his thick brows tightly locked.
The little one blinked as she looked at Bai Xilie, "Mother also told me that you were very happy then, the sweet potatoes sold for a lot of silver, but she saved one, and the dinner that night was..."
This time, she didn't finish, as Bai Xilie murmured the rest, "It was that sweet potato, we shared it, she was afraid I wouldn't have enough to eat, so she quietly saved her half."
Bai Xilie, after speaking, crouched down with tears faintly glistening in his eyes.
This was his daughter, without a doubt!
Besides himself and his beloved wife, no one knew such a detailed past.
He suppressed his excited emotions, "Tell Father, what name did your mother give you?"
The little one obediently replied, "Zhi'er, Bai Zhi'er."
Recalling the past, Bai Xilie could no longer control himself and embraced his daughter's tiny body in his arms.
Master Wen quickly kneeled, exclaiming, "Congratulations to Your Majesty on finding Princess!"
Bai Xilie's voice trembled, "Your mother now... where is she, is she still alive?"