Zhou Liangliang

After being reincarnated as the youngest son of Emperor Wu of Zhou, Zhao Yao was not favored much. In order to survive the bloody power struggle for the throne, he had to bide his time. Finally, he grew up and was granted a title of nobility, only to be exiled to the distant region of Lingnan by his dear father.

It was said that Lingnan was incredibly poor, but Zhao Yao was not afraid. He focused on infrastructure and production. Under Zhao Yao's management, Lingnan transformed from a place of exile into a prosperous land.

Just when Zhao Yao was happily living his carefree life in Lingnan, the ministers traveled a thousand miles to beg him to ascend the throne.

Zhao Yao was baffled. Had these ministers lost their minds?

Ministers Begging Me to Ascend the Throne

After finishing a bowl of long-life noodles, the Eighth Prince no longer had an appetite for anything else.


Zhao Yao noticed and shook his head, saying helplessly, "Brother Eight, even Lai Fu eats more than you."


"Are you saying I'm not as good as a dog?"


"I'm just saying your appetite is small." Zhao Yao looked at the Eighth Prince's thin body and frowned slightly, "Brother Eight, you should eat more and put on a bit of weight."


"I'm already full." When he was young, for a long time, the Eighth Prince particularly disliked eating and would vomit whatever he ate.


"Brother Eight, luckily you're not near the sea in the capital. If a strong wind blows, your thin frame would definitely be blown away."


"Tenth Brother, you're not much chubbier than me." The Eighth Prince looked at Zhao Yao's small belly and teased, "I see you eat a lot every day, yet you haven't gained any weight. Is your belly a bottomless pit?"


Chapter 162: The Eighth Prince's Birthday_2