My Adoptive Father Is Zhao Gou

“From today onward, you are my son!”

“From today onward, the two of us will rely on each other for the rest of our lives!”

That year, on that night, Zhao Gou personally carved Zhao Yuan’s name into the imperial genealogy.

“Father Emperor, are you really willing to bear infamy for all time?”

That year, on that night, in the Dali Temple, Zhao Yuan spread his arms and resolutely shielded the blood-soaked Yue Fei, roaring ferociously toward the imperial city.

“Your Majesty... Your Majesty! Let this subject... launch a northern expedition!”

That year, on that night, Yue Fei let out a silent sigh of blood and tears in Zhao Yuan’s arms.

“The realm is not the realm of the Son of Heaven alone!”

Prince of Ding’an Zhao Shini, taking Zhao Yuan’s hand, looked up at Zhao Gou and said, “It is the realm left behind by the ancestors, the realm of Zhongguo, the realm of all under heaven.....”