Was she truly that reluctant to admit it?
"If the prime minister knows, then please tell us. Whose child is he?"
If she would not admit it willingly, then he would make her.
When Qiong Xing turned to Sergei, Sergei let out a deep sigh, clearly finding the situation troublesome.
"…Sigh. The Crown Prince is the child of His Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Que—"
"There is no way such a creepy child could be mine! M-my only child is Zoryana!"
After she said that, the queen who is hardly resembled royalty at all stormed out of the room with hurried ungraceful steps.
"..."
"What a creep," she said.
What part of him was creepy?
Was her mind alright, making such a fuss over something as trivial as the color of his eyes?
"Brat?"
"I'm fine. I already knew that. It's just that… this is the first time she has said it directly to my face."
Qiong Xing knew that it must have hurt him.
Even so, the small hope he had held onto had been completely denied by the queen.
