The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

As expected, melons can only be bigger, not the biggest!

They thought it was enough to explode that none of their three sons were biologically born to King Luoan.

As a result, even the heir to the palace was someone else's son.

That's not all, now it's revealed...the heir to the royal family and his three younger brothers all know that they are not the royal father's biological son.

The heads of all the civil and military ministers of the dynasty were about to be burned.

Look at the father in question, King Luo'an. King Luo'an stands there like a stone sculpture.

After a while, he asked Xiao Yanbao again with difficulty.

"Yan Bao, are you sure what you said...is all true?"

It was only then that Princess Luoan, who was too worried about her lover and sons, calmed down.

Why did she protect Marquis Yongning from the beginning?

The correct logic should be that she vehemently denied it.

Deny it to the death!

It seems not too late to deny it.

After all, King Luoan doesn’t seem to believe it all.

Princess Luoan suddenly started to cry.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...My lord, don't believe what a three-year-old child says. She doesn't know anything. It's all nonsense."

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty: "..."

No!

King Luo An wants to regain his respect, do you really believe Princess Luo An?

Princess Luoan seemed to have guessed what the ministers were thinking, and she choked with tears as she explained.

"Everyone, there are many people with birthmarks on their bodies in this world, only the three young masters from our palace are the only ones."

Some ministers couldn't stand it any longer.

"There are indeed many people with birthmarks in the world, but birthmarks are mostly hereditary. The birthmark of the prince's son is actually the same as that of Marquis Yongning. It's outrageous!"

Princess Luoan argued hard.

"That's nonsense! Have you seen the birthmark on Marquis Yongning's body?"

The minister choked on the spot.

Not to mention, he had never seen the birthmark on Marquis Yongning.

That minister was also a talented person, so he asked King Luoan directly.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Yongning and you have grown up together. You know whether he has a birthmark on his body, right?"

King Luoan did not answer him.

All his attention was on Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao, are you sure they knew beforehand... that this king is not their... biological father?"

Ji Wuchen chuckled.

"They did know early on!"

King Luo An's eyes finally fell on Ji Wuchen.

It wasn't that he didn't want to ask Ji Wuchen, but the pressure Ji Wuchen gave him was too strong, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Angry to the extreme, King Luo An suddenly calmed down.

All this was deliberately arranged by the emperor's brother.

They even did not hesitate to expose the scandal of their Luo'an Palace in front of the envoys of Xi Xuan Kingdom.

The imperial brother should have known what he was thinking, so he gave him such a fatal blow.

But he can't fall!

If he fell like this... what would he have done for so many years?

Even if he had to hold on, he would persist until the end today.

That bitch of the Bai family, that bastard of Marquis Yongning!

He wants them to be splattered with blood today!

But he still doubted, still had hope.

So he cast his questioning gaze on Yan Bao.

Listening to Ji Wuchen's words and facing the extremely dark eyes of Gu Jing Wubo, King Luoan calmed down.

"who are you?"

Before Ji Wuchen could say anything, Xiaoyanbaobao started introducing her.

"Uncle Emperor, this is Yan Bao's father, his biological father!"

Ji Wuchen touched her daughter's cheek lovingly, her voice cold and chilly.

"Ji Wuchen!"

The three words "Ji Wuchen" spread throughout Xuande Hall, and suddenly there was deathly silence in Xuande Hall.

After a while, a minister who was nearly 70 years old staggered a few steps forward and stood out from the crowd.

When he saw the unique golden pattern on the collar and cuffs of Ji Wuchen's black robe, his whole body became excited.

He stuttered when he spoke.

"Ji...Ji Ji's family."

Ji Wuchen looked very calm.

"It's just Ji Wuchen! Yan Bao's father."

When he mentioned Yan Bao, his cold and chilling voice suddenly became a little softer.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yanbao who was held in his arms.

Xiao Yanbao has been raised in the palace for a while, and his previously sallow face has become fair and fair, and even gained some flesh.

White, fat, and pink.

A pair of big black eyes are particularly beautiful, like bright gems, which are particularly rare.

Her facial features are similar to Ji Wuchen's.

No one in the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty had ever seen Gu Qilin's aunt. They only heard that she was a stunning beauty in the world.

The minister, who was nearly seventy years old, stared at the luxurious and exquisite patterns on Ji Wuchen's sleeves and murmured.

"The Netherworld flower is the symbol of the head of the Ji family who lived in seclusion a hundred years ago! When you see the Netherworld flower robe, you still see the head of the Ji family himself!"

After the minister finished speaking, the civil and military ministers all over the court roared with excitement and exploded.

Who?

Ji family?

The first family of the Witch Clan that lived in seclusion a hundred years ago!

The ministers' minds were exploding.

They are all thinking about one question.

The reclusive Ji family rarely enters the world unless there is a big movement in the four countries of Kyushu Continent.

For now, the four countries are in peace.

There are occasional fights, but compared to the war that devastated everyone a hundred years ago, they are just minor fights.

Ji Wuchen stood in the center of the hall, holding a small treasure in one hand. His delicate and picturesque eyebrows should have been like those of a banished immortal, but because of the anger hidden in his eyes and the chill that surged around his body, he was like an evil demon coming to the world.

He floated his broad-sleeved robe for the third time, and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty subconsciously looked at Marquis Yongning.

After all, at this moment, only Yongning Hou, a man with a birthmark on his body, was still barely dressed.

The ministers did not see the naked Marquis Yongning, but heard the sound of the portrait unfolding.

I don't know who among the ministers spoke.

"Look!"

There was an unfolded picture scroll in the air in front of Ji Wuchen and Xiao Yanbao.

The woman in the painting is dressed in red, and her long hair is tied back with a white jade hairpin.

Bright eyes, bright teeth, shining with hope.

A pair of Qian Shui Qiu pupils appeared on Xiao Yanbao's face like a copy.

It's just that Xiao Yanbao is still young, and although his facial features are exquisite, he looks sculpted, soft and cute.

The face of the woman on the scroll makes people involuntarily attracted and want to fall in love with it.

When King Luo An saw the portrait, he spoke in disbelief.

"The High Priest of Tianshu City!"

Xiao Yanbao and Ji Wuchen looked at him at the same time.

"Uncle (Prince) has met A Niang (A Wan)?"

King Luo'an did see it, but it was only a portrait, and it was still in the imperial brother's study room.

King Luoan was horrified when he heard Yan Bao's name for the woman in the portrait.

"Yan Bao, what do you call the high priest of Tianshu City?"

Xiaoyanbao's voice is soft and waxy, revealing joy.

"Auntie! The one in the painting is Yanbao, Auntie!"

King Luoan: "..."

The minister who is nearly 70 years old: "..."

So Yan Bao is the daughter of the head of the Ji family, the first aristocratic family of the witch clan, and the high priest of Tianshu City, who lived in hiding a hundred years ago?

At that moment, the minister, who was nearly seventy years old, suddenly sighed.

"No wonder, no wonder Yan Bao can tell at a glance that the three young masters are not the prince's biological children, but the blood of Marquis Yongning!"

Yan Bao had the purest bloodline in the witch clan, and it was just a matter of identifying the heirs of ordinary people, and he didn't even need to use divination.

His son Huai Zhong once said that the high priest Ji Yunwan once predicted that the next high priest of Tianshu City would be the most powerful priest in the history of the four countries of the Kyushu continent.

No wonder!

The nearly 70-year-old minister suddenly knelt down in front of Xiao Yanbao.

"My lord, Du Jingming, the father of Du Zhonghuai, the criminal slave of Tianshu City, pays homage to the young master!"