The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

The sky seemed to have been torn open, a gaping wound from which endless sorrow poured down. Do even gods have worries? Perhaps so; the gloomy sky was as heavy as lead, threatening to crush the entire world. A howling wind mingled with the damp air, forming a powerful force that relentlessly tore and devoured everything. Rain poured down from the sky, striking the earth heavily, and also falling upon Zhou Yanhuan, who knelt at the entrance of the main hall.

Time passed second by second, but the rain showed no sign of stopping, continuing to lash against Zhou Yanhuan's body.

After an unknown amount of time, in the midst of the torrential rain, strangely enough, the usually tightly closed gates of the Moratti Palace were wide open. The rain pounded violently against the gates, making a series of loud noises.

The soldiers guarding the main gate had already taken shelter from the rain in a small hut on the other side. At that moment, the empty gate stood wide open, and a black G-Class sped towards them through the torrential downpour. The driver seemed oblivious to the lack of guards and drove straight into the palace.

A sleek G-Class slowly drove into the palace gates, its wheels splashing water. Silence reigned, and it seemed no one noticed what was happening. However, shortly after the car entered the palace, two well-trained men quietly appeared in the rain and quickly closed the gates.

Time passed, and a dozen minutes later, the G-Wagon, as if guided by some unseen force, drove precisely towards the main hall entrance and stopped about twenty meters from Zhou Yanhuan. A man then stepped out of the car. His complexion was an unhealthy bluish hue, but his features were exceptionally refined and sculpted, giving him a distinctly mixed-race appearance, especially his deep, mysterious blue eyes.

As soon as the man got out of the car, his gaze fell on Zhou Yanhuan. She was kneeling in the torrential rain, her figure appearing lonely yet resolute. Upon seeing this, the man closed the car door without hesitation and ran urgently towards Zhou Yanhuan. He disregarded his own safety, not even bothering to open an umbrella, letting the rain relentlessly pelt him, all to reach Zhou Yanhuan's side as quickly as possible.

Without hesitation, the man ran to Zhou Yanhuan and knelt down. Zhou Yanhuan seemed to sense something, a slight smile playing on her lips. She turned to look at the man beside her, a look of surprise on her face. If you looked closely, you could see that Zhou Yanhuan's eyes had instantly reddened. But now she was being washed by the heavy rain, so no one noticed her eyes.

Zhou Yanhuan asked softly, "Brother, what brings you here? Shouldn't you be working?" Zhou Yanhuan was clearly asking a question she already knew the answer to.

That's right, this man was one of Zhou Yanhuan's targets in this elaborate scheme—her long-lost brother. From the moment the man appeared, Zhou Yanhuan knew her plan had succeeded; she had won her gamble.

Despite being deeply moved, Zhou Yanhuan couldn't express her emotions at this moment. She knew that having Xiao Ge present was only one of the purposes of this kneeling at the palace gate, and that there were definitely spies from those old guys in the cabinet around her. This kneeling at the palace gate wasn't just about giving an explanation to the people, but also about putting on a good show for those old guys in the cabinet.

Upon hearing Zhou Yanhuan's words, Hilbert smiled gently and said softly, "My sister is doing something important, so of course I have to lend a hand. Because I am Her Highness's eternal supporter, no matter what you do, I will always be there to support you. So, just bravely forge ahead." As he spoke, rainwater kept pouring into his mouth, making him look quite disheveled. However, Hilbert showed no sign of backing down and remained kneeling upright beside Zhou Yanhuan.

Zhou Yanhuan was deeply moved by his words. However, she knew her brother's health condition and that he couldn't stand in the rain for so long. So, she gently advised, "Brother, don't kneel here with me. I'm worried you'll catch a cold in this heavy rain. You can go in now and tell them who you are. I already mentioned you to Grandma when we were talking in the study. There's no need for you to stay here with me any longer."

Hilbert did not answer Zhou Yanhuan's question, but seemed to be mimicking Zhou Yanhuan's way of speaking, loudly proclaiming towards the main hall's gate: "Your unfilial descendant, Hilbert, begs Your Majesty not to separate your sister and her children. If Your Majesty is concerned about the children's future upbringing, or if the two children will burden your sister's future life, your unfilial descendant hereby promises to share the responsibility of raising the two children with your sister." After Hilbert finished speaking, he kowtowed three times towards the gate.

Time passed slowly, and Zhou Yanhuan's other brothers gradually returned. Upon seeing Zhou Yanhuan, they only glanced at him briefly before unhesitatingly kneeling beside him in the torrential rain. In this way, more and more people knelt in the open space at the main hall's entrance, creating a magnificent scene.

The other brothers and sisters all knew why Zhou Yanhuan was kneeling there, although this incident had completely changed their understanding of him. They were also filled with doubt, but they also understood that Zhou Yanhuan was not the kind of person who would easily exile himself. Nevertheless, they still chose to believe in Zhou Yanhuan because they knew his character well.

They all knew that Zhou Yanhuan was very indifferent to fame and fortune, and that she must have her own reasons and desires for doing this, only that her grandmother might not agree. This made them even more curious and expectant of Zhou Yanhuan.

Therefore, he was willing to risk his life to accompany Zhou Yanhuan, kneeling in the rain to beg his grandmother to agree to Zhou Yanhuan's request. They firmly believed that Zhou Yanhuan's persistence must have a profound meaning.

After all, among their siblings at No. 1 High School, Zhou Yanhuan was a latecomer, but she made outstanding contributions to the Nore Lancaster royal family and never asked for anything in return. They even sensed that Zhou Yanhuan was detached from worldly affairs. However, it was precisely this quality of being indifferent to fame and fortune that made them respect Zhou Yanhuan even more.

At this moment, they were willing to kneel with her in the rain, waiting for their grandmother's response, hoping to witness this historic moment.

This was a rare occasion to see Zhou Yanhuan asking for something. Although everyone understood that Grandma was just playing along with Zhou Yanhuan's act, they were still willing to go along with her antics. After all, opportunities to fool around together like this seemed rare.

Meanwhile, the brothers who knelt with Zhou Yanhuan in the pouring rain were unaware that all of this was a pre-arranged plan by Zhou Yanhuan and the Queen, and that it was also a carefully designed performance.

This scene is not only to bring Hilbert to Zhou Yanhuan's attention, but also a way for Zhou Yanhuan, as a princess, to give an explanation to the people. It is also a performance for those old guys to show her attitude towards children.

So when Prince Carlos and his four sons finally arrived, a group of younger people were already kneeling on the open ground of the main hall, their heads bowed, not daring to look up at the approaching people.

Prince Carlos and his four sons glanced at them only once before walking straight into the main hall, ignoring the younger generation.

Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, the Queen finally emerged from the main hall. She stood quietly under the eaves of the hotel entrance, looking down at the group of younger people kneeling on the open ground.