I really became a king.

Chapter 69 Congratulations, Your Majesty, on Becoming a Father

Dali Palace, Dingyuan.

The Emperor of Dali, Jiang Zhenyi, stood at the gate of the palace, looking down at the entire Dali Imperial Capital with a solemn expression. In front of him, a purple-robed eunuch bowed slightly and walked towards him with his head lowered.

"Your Majesty, Prince Yi has received the imperial edict." Pang Xuan said, then continued to lower his head and stood there quietly.

The emperor has been in a very bad mood for the past month. It is the first time in all the years he has been in the palace that he has felt such a strong evil spirit from the other party.

Even though two years ago, Prince Yi openly refused the imperial order and challenged the dignity of the emperor, he did not get angry. He just smiled and said to Mo Ruhai beside him: He is angry with me, his grandfather.

But now, Pang Xuan felt his heart beating wildly, cursing those secluded sects in his heart. It would be so nice to just drink tea and chat like before, why did they have to hold some competition?

"What's his reaction?" Jiang Zhenyi looked at the imperial capital outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, I can feel that Prince Yi is very happy." Pang Xuan said cautiously.

"Really?" Jiang Zhenyi smiled slightly, "You're not going to be so petty anymore?"

Pang Xuan had been in the palace for many years and knew when to respond and when to play deaf and dumb. He stood there with his head down and said nothing.

"No wonder you're being petty with me. I'm really not qualified to be your grandfather."

Jiang Zhenyi turned his gaze in a certain direction, which was the direction of Shuliu Palace. He felt a little pain in his heart and thought to himself, "Almost a hundred years of husband and wife love, in your heart, is still no match for the secular sect..."

"Okay, go down and pass on this imperial decree."

"Yes."

After Pang Xuan left, the expression of Jiang Zhenyi, the Emperor of Dali, became solemn again. Rebuilding the Sun and Moon Platform would inevitably cause a huge uproar and even lead to a strong backlash from the secular sects.

But after enduring for so many years, he will not endure it any longer. What his ancestors could do, he can do as well! No matter how long it takes, he must make the sun and moon shine across the sky again!

It's just that this Dharma Conference... Thinking of the predicament facing the Dali Dynasty, Jiang Zhenyi raised his hand and gently stroked his forehead, as if muttering to himself, or as if talking to someone:
"The Dharma Conference has brought shame to our Dali Dynasty. Perhaps we should let him take the stage..."

Mo Ruhai walked out from the corner like a ghost and said, "Your Majesty, I believe that Prince Yi will make his own choice."

Jiang Zhenyi was silent for a while after hearing this, and then sighed, "Yes, he should be allowed to make his own choice."

After two years, the closed door of Prince Duan's Mansion reopened. Many people were watching closely, with expectations, fears, and hatred, but all this had nothing to do with Jiang Yi for the time being.

"Hahaha...good, very good!"

A loud laugh rang out from the Jingqi Hall and spread throughout most of Prince Duan's Mansion. The laughter was filled with joy after hesitation.

Hearing this laughter, everyone in Prince Duan's Mansion felt inexplicably happy. Even Tuo Xiaoliu, who was sitting in the kitchen and feeling uncomfortable, was shocked. He wondered whether he should take advantage of the other party's good mood and the important people in the palace had not yet come out of seclusion to satisfy his desire to be the chief steward.

But then he shook his head in frustration, feeling a little resentful. He didn't know how he had displeased his own prince. He was basically very kind to others, but he always had a cold face towards him.

Jiang Yi is indeed immersed in endless joy now. A letter makes his heart surge and he experiences a different kind of roller coaster ride.

Judging from the handwriting, it was indeed Mu Xiruo's personal letter. "I heard that Your Highness won a great victory in the battle at Longmen, and I am very happy. I would like to congratulate you from afar..."

The first sentence made Jiang Yi want to enter Feifei. Concubine? At the beginning, she kicked herself off the bed after the affair. She simply wiped her mouth and refused to admit it. Now she calls herself "concubine" and "Wanfu". Has she come to her senses?
But the next words suddenly interrupted Jiang Yi's thoughts.

According to what she said in her heart, she was not a fake, but a genuine member of the royal family of Dali. Moreover, based on her investigation over the past two years, she concluded that she, the original owner of this body, was a twin brother of the deceased Jiang Zhongbao!

Moreover, Jiang Zhongbao should have been secretly investigating the matter, and finally conspired with Fan Muqiu and used her to bring Jiang Yi into the palace.

Jiang Yi was instantly enveloped by a biting chill. Assuming what Mu Xiruo said was true, these were twin brothers, but she cruelly kept them in captivity as her substitutes, making them live a life worse than death for decades. How cold-blooded she was.

"He deserves to be killed!" Jiang Yi felt no guilt at all. This kind of person, even if he is a brother, should be killed when the time comes.

But am I nineteen or twenty-one?
Mu Xiruo meant that there must be some hidden story here, but unfortunately the only person who knew about it, Fan Muqiu, had been killed by Jiang Yi, and all clues were cut off.

"So I don't have to hide anything anymore? I don't have to worry about my identity being exposed by Princess Duan Mu Xiruo one day?" Jiang Yi didn't care about the clues that kept coming. He only knew that he would be a legitimate member of the Dali royal family from now on!

But since the stand-in is so real, let's keep it a secret.

But is this true? Is it just a lie?

As if anticipating that Jiang Yi would doubt the authenticity, Mu Xiruo wrote in the letter:

"In order to dispel your doubts, I will tell you something important: Congratulations, you're going to be a father!"

Happy to be a father? What does that mean? Why does this sound so weird? But I felt an uncontrollable emotion in my heart, so I quickly read on.

"I have verified that the blood in our daughter's body is the blood of the Dali royal family, inherited from the prince."

"Don't doubt your daughter's background, or let her call someone else dad!"

"When the time is right, I will announce the end of my marriage relationship with Prince Duan and become Prince Yi's concubine. Will Your Majesty make me a concubine or a principal wife?"

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that although the prince is a legitimate royal family member, he is not the biological son of Prince Duan, so there is no need to worry about any messy relationships... As for who the daughter's grandparents are, if the prince wants to know, he can investigate it himself."

"However, continue to treat Prince Duan's heir well. You two brothers owe too much to others! Even I, the concubine, sometimes feel so angry that my teeth itch..."

"I'll stop here. Your daughter needs breastfeeding. It's so frustrating. There's less and less milk now."

"Oh, by the way, this is my daughter's birth date. Give her a name and write it on the letter. The nurse will bring it back..."

Jiang Yi was speechless for a long time after reading the letter. He just felt like thunder and lightning, tender inside and burnt outside. But he was immediately overwhelmed by the joy of being a father. A daughter is a father's close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket.

But Mu Xiruo's temperament seems to be different from before...

After thinking for a long while, he picked up the pen and wrote three words on the letter [Jiang Youning]. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was. Not only was my shot accurate, but the name was also first-rate. He couldn't help but laugh complacently.

Then he looked a little worried. How many queens could a prince of the Dali Dynasty have?

(End of this chapter)