Faced with the sudden question.
Zhao Feng was a bit confused.
But as he regained his composure, Zhao Feng waved his hands repeatedly.
"Great King."
"Such matters are for the Great King to ponder, your humble servant dares not speak too much."
"Moreover, I recall the Great King asked this same thing last time." Zhao Feng said somewhat helplessly.
The last time he returned and drank heartily with Ying Zheng in the Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng had indeed asked once.
Though last time it was more subtle, he had asked which among his many sons was suitable.
But this time he directly asked who could become the Crown Prince.
Zhao Feng wanted very much to answer.
None of your sons are suited for great responsibility, even Fusu is no exception.
However.
Such words are best kept in one's heart, regardless of how the Qin King may seem exceedingly benevolent toward you, if you truly hit upon his taboo, it's uncertain whether he might turn against you.
"What?"
