Zhao Yao chose not to hear that, so he didn't respond.
"Why doesn't the brat speak?"
Zhao Yao replied, "I didn't hear anything, say what."
The Emperor laughed in anger at Zhao Yao's words and kicked Zhao Yao's leg.
"Brat, do you already know about my plan with Fang Fang?"
Drinking wine, Zhao Yao was startled by the words "Fang Fang" and choked, "Cough, cough, cough, I'm not stupid, how could I not know."
"When did you start knowing?"
Zhao Yao didn't hide it either: "I knew before going to Lingnan."
Earlier than the emperor expected, "You're really sneaky."
Zhao Yao looked directly at the Emperor, honest for the first time: "I don't like being an emperor, and I'm not willing to be an emperor. I won't become an emperor like you want."
The Emperor laughed angrily, "You think I like being an emperor, wanted to be this damn emperor."
