I really became a king.

Chapter 2: Wedding Night Planning Begins
What just flooded into Jiang Yi's mind was another memory, a memory that was enough to make Jiang Yi completely turn around.

The previous one was nothing but the desperate memory of darkness for the next seventy years, while the one just received was the endless adventures and opportunities for the next seventy years.

The original owner of this body, Xiao Yizi, has always existed as the shadow of that prince, Prince Yi, and knows a lot of things, including the other party's various adventures and opportunities.

"Could that man be the son of destiny?" Jiang Yi couldn't help but sigh after receiving the memory.

In just seventy years, he encountered so many adventures and opportunities and harvested countless secret treasures. His luck is really powerful.

And it was precisely by relying on these adventures and opportunities that he soared to the sky and became a peerless martial arts expert. He had many powerful men under his command and countless natural treasures. He became the most powerful prince in the Dali Dynasty.

"We must plan carefully!"

"A substitute? As long as the plan is right, why can't it become a real prince?"

Jiang Yi understood that these memories were his golden fingers and his greatest reliance in this world, and he had to take them all and make them his own.

And this is also the greatest confidence of the original owner to lurk and seek revenge. Occupying the magpie's nest and turning the fake into the real is indeed the most satisfying way of revenge.

"Blood-transforming flying knife!"

Jiang Yi also knew the name of that dazzling light, which was an arc like the moon and shaped like a scimitar.

It is not the "sword pill" that Xiao Yizi, the original owner of this body, always thought it was.

However, the sword ball and the flying knife made no difference to Jiang Yi. He just needed to know that this was an invaluable treasure.

In this world, rare treasures like the sword pill that can be introduced into the body are extremely rare, especially in the secular world, where ninety-nine percent of warriors carry various weapons with them.

Even the Dali Dynasty, which dominated the region and had a territory of billions of miles, was owned by only a few people.

In his previous life, the prince, Prince Yi, finally got a sword pill when he was nearly forty years old. Even though it was the most ordinary one, he still regarded it as a treasure, superior to most warriors.

After more than ten years of planning and the loss of ten peerless masters, they finally seized this extraordinary "Blood-Transforming Flying Knife".

This kind of super-quality treasure has its own spirituality and is very difficult to activate, just like the prince in the previous life who had been unable to activate it for ten years.

But now it has been inexplicably activated by Jiang Yi. Could it be related to this woman?

Jiang Yi tried to activate the Blood-Transforming Flying Knife between his eyebrows, but there was no response no matter what he did and it was completely out of his control.

"It seems that I must awaken my martial veins and practice martial arts to activate it."

Jiang Yi took out the corpse-dissolving water that he had prepared long ago, cleaned up the scene, and then sat there thinking.

He must plan it carefully. It is easy to say that the fake can be mistaken for the real thing, but there must be no flaws.

"I have two biggest flaws now. One is that I don't practice martial arts, but the real master has already reached the third level of martial arts."

"The other is that I cannot show off my royal bloodline."

The first one is easy to solve, but the second one is difficult. If you cannot prove that you have royal blood, your plan to make the fake look real will not succeed.

"It doesn't seem that difficult. All we have to do is take the treasure for ourselves."

In fact, Xiao Yizi had planned all this secretly, and he only needed to proceed step by step, but the other party was not cold-blooded enough in the end and could not give up his family affection. If the other party was cold-blooded enough and did not set up a trap against the beautiful woman in order to save his family, he would not be killed. But this is also what Jiang Yi recognized the most.

If you are born as a human being and don't fulfill your filial duties, you are not worthy of being a son.

"Don't worry, when the time is right, I will serve your parents and support your sisters for you..."

Since you have accepted this body, you should take on all of its belongings.

"It seems that this human skin mask will not be used for a long time..."

Jiang Yi looked at the human skin mask in his hand. This mask was given to him by the young prince. He usually used it to disguise himself as a young eunuch named Xiao Yizi. When needed, he would tear it off and become the "young prince".

Today is the wedding day of the young prince Jiang Zhongbao of Prince Duan's Mansion. As the most prominent mansion in the Dali Dynasty, it is naturally welcoming guests and is very lively. Almost all the dignitaries in the court are present.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see the weirdness of this wedding.

It was understandable that the Emperor and Empress of Dali did not attend the wedding of the future heir to the Prince Duan's Mansion. After all, he was their grandson, and granting them an edict of congratulations was a supreme favor.

But why didn't Prince Duan come back? Jiang Zhongbao was his favorite son and the future heir to the palace. Even if he was busy with military affairs in the northern border, he should have come back to preside over the wedding.

Prince Duan did not come back, and Princess Duan did not show up either. She just said, "I have caught a cold, so it's not appropriate for me to show up." That was the end of it, and she hid in the backyard without showing up.

It doesn't matter if the host is not present to preside over the wedding. There will be an imperial edict of congratulations, which can be placed on the main table. With the entertainment of other family members in Prince Duan's Mansion, everyone can eat, drink and have a great time.

But now, Prince Zhong Jiang Se acted as the host, presiding over the wedding and entertaining the guests. Seeing how high-spirited they were, he seemed more excited than his own son's wedding.

"Haha, nephew, please go to the bridal chamber quickly. The front yard will be left to your uncle." Prince Zhong had a smiling face, and his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, uncle."

Jiang Yi wanted to leave a long time ago. After all, he had too many flaws. He could cover them up for a while, but it was not a long-term solution. And according to the plan, he had to do something tonight.

"Manager Fan, you stay here with the emperor's uncle to entertain the distinguished guests, and leave the backyard to Lan Fu."

"Don't worry, young prince. I will definitely entertain you well."

Jiang Yi nodded, then walked towards the backyard holding the red silk.

Fan Muqiu, the steward of Prince Duan's Mansion, looked at the group of people walking towards the backyard in a mighty manner, and he was quite satisfied. The young prince's substitute performed well and did not reveal any flaws.

"Alas, my nephew is so lucky to have married a fairy." Prince Zhong narrowed his eyes and turned back only after Jiang Yi and his party disappeared.
"Manager Fan, I heard that Miss Lan Fu is a wonderful person?"

Fan Muqiu smiled and said, "Your Highness, you asked the wrong person. Miss Lan Fu never leaves the backyard and is only close to the young prince. I have only met her a few times."

She felt a little helpless. Before the young prince went into seclusion, he had clearly told her to do something today, but she didn't go, using the excuse of monitoring a substitute.

However, he had no dissatisfaction. The other party was the young prince's roommate, and her martial arts skills were higher than his. Most importantly, she never showed up in the prince's palace, so she would not share the power in his hands.

As for the matter of monitoring the substitute, the young prince has given it to her completely. There is no need for her to worry about it. The important thing is to heal her injuries as soon as possible.

On the way to the backyard, Jiang Yi couldn't help but sigh at the meticulousness of the original owner's plan, which was linked one thing after another and made full use of the memory of the next seventy years.

Tonight is the beginning of his plan and also the most important step!
(End of this chapter)