Dali Imperial Palace, Dingyuan.

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

"Your Majesty, Prince Yi has accepted the imperial edict." After Pang Xuan finished speaking, he continued to lower his head and stood there quietly.

Over the past month, the emperor has been in a very bad mood. This is the first time he has felt such a heavy evil aura from the other party in so many years since he has been in the palace.

Even two years ago, Prince Yi openly rejected the decree behind closed doors and challenged the majesty of the emperor of the country. He did not get angry. He just smiled and said to Mo Ruhai next to him: He is angry with me, my grandfather.

But now, Pang Xuan just felt like his heart was pounding, and he was cursing those outsider sects in his heart. It was great to have tea and chat like before, but they had to hold some kind of competition.

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

"Only when I return to the emperor can I feel that Prince Yi is very happy." Pang Xuan said cautiously.

"Really?" Jiang Zhenyi smiled slightly, "Don't you be so petty anymore?"

Pang Xuan had been in the palace for many years and knew when to reply and when to pretend to be deaf and dumb, standing there with his head hanging down and making no sound.

"No wonder you're being petty with me. I'm really unqualified as a grandfather."

Jiang Zhenyi turned his gaze in a certain direction, which was the direction of Shuliu Palace. His heart hurt a little, and he secretly said: "The love between husband and wife for nearly a hundred years, in your heart, is still no match for the sect outside the world..."

"Okay, let's go down and pass on this imperial edict."

"yes."

After Pang Xuan left, the face of Emperor Dali Jiang Zhenyi became solemn again. Rebuilding the Sun Moon Platform would inevitably cause an uproar and even cause a strong backlash from the sect outside the world.

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

It's just this Dharma Conference... Thinking of the predicament facing the Dali Dynasty, Jiang Zhenyi raised his hand and stroked his forehead, as if muttering to himself, or saying to someone:

"The Dharma Gate Conference has brought disgrace to my Dali Dynasty. Maybe he should be allowed to play..."

Mo Ruhai's figure walked out of 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 sighed: "Yes, he should be allowed to make his own choice."

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

"Haha... good, very good!"

A loud laugh rang out from the Zhuanqi Hall and spread throughout most of Prince Duan's palace. The laughter was full of hesitant joy.

Hearing this laughter, everyone in Prince Duan's Mansion felt inexplicably happy. Even Tuo Xiaoliu, who was sitting in the back kitchen and feeling uncomfortable, was shocked, wondering if he could take advantage of the other person's good mood.

, the big shots in the royal palace haven’t left seclusion yet, and they haven’t gone out to live out the addiction of the chief steward.

But then he shook his head in frustration, feeling a little sad in his heart. He didn't know why he made his own prince displeased. He was basically kind and kind to others, but he always had a dark and cold face towards himself.

Jiang Yi was indeed immersed in endless joy now. A letter made his heart ups and downs, and he experienced a different kind of roller coaster.

Judging from the handwriting, it is indeed Mu Xiruo's own handwritten letter.

"I heard that the prince's battle at Longmen, the eagle's first cry, the triumphal victory, I feel happy physically and mentally, I wish you all the best and congratulations..."

The first sentence made Jiang Yi want to fall in love with Feifei, concubine? When he was done, he kicked himself out of bed. He just wiped his mouth after eating and refused to admit it. Now he calls himself "concubine" and "ten thousand blessings"

, is this coming back to you?

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 Dali royal family. And based on her investigation over the past two years, she concluded that she was the original owner of this body and the deceased Jiang Zhongbao was a twin brother!

Moreover, Jiang Zhongbao should have been secretly investigating this matter, and finally conspired with Fan Muchiu to use her hand to bring Jiang Yi into the palace.

Jiang Yi was instantly shrouded in a biting chill. Assuming what Mu Xiruo said was true, these were twin brothers who were cruelly kept in captivity as his own substitute. Their lives would be worse than death for decades. How cold-blooded this was.

"It's true that he should be killed!" Jiang Yi felt no guilt at all in his heart. This kind of person, even if he is a brother, will still kill him when it is time to kill him.

Mu Xiruo meant that there must be some hidden secret here, but unfortunately the only person who knew about it, Fan Muchiu, had been killed by Jiang Yi, and all clues were lost.

"So you don't have to be secretive anymore? And you don't have to worry that one day Princess Duan Mu Xiruo will expose your identity?" Jiang Yi, who was constantly running out of clues, didn't care. He only knew that from now on he would be a member of the royal family of Dali!

But is this true? Could it be that the other party is making up nonsense?

As if expecting Jiang Yi to doubt the authenticity, Mu Xiruo wrote in the letter:

"In order to dispel the prince's doubts, I told him something important: congratulations to the prince on becoming a father!"

Like to be a father? What do you mean? Why does this sound so awkward... But there is a different kind of uncontrollable emotion in my heart, and 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 life experience, or let her call someone else daddy!"

"When the time comes, I will announce the cancellation of my marital relationship with Prince Duan, and I will officially become Princess Yi. Will the prince give me a side concubine or a main concubine?"

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

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"However, please continue to be kind to Prince Duan. You two brothers owe too much! Even my concubine, sometimes I hate you so much..."

"Let's just write this. Your daughter is going to breastfeed. I'm worried. Now the milk is getting less and less."

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

Jiang Yi was speechless for a long time after reading the letter. He only felt five thunders, tender inside and burnt on the outside. But he was immediately enveloped in the joy of becoming a father, a daughter, and his father's personal little cotton-padded jacket.

However, Mu Xiwei's temperament seems to be different from before...

After thinking for a long time, I picked up a pen and wrote three words on the letter [Jiang Youning]. The more I read, the more satisfied I became. Not only did we hit the gun accurately, but the name was also first-rate. I couldn't help but laugh with pride.
Chapter completed!