"The day before yesterday, you, my father, smiled and praised me for my smooth sword dancing and graceful posture.

But the next day, when you, the Emperor, saw me dancing with a sword, you said with a stern face that my movements were stiff and very ugly. You also said that as a prince, I had to learn sword dancing when there were so many other things to learn, and that I was not a prostitute in a shady place.

Father, you know that when I heard those words, my heart sank. From that day on, you started to distance yourself from me and never watched me dance with the sword with a smile on your face again.

Over the past decade, I have wondered in my dreams at midnight whether the relationship between father and son in the royal family is really so fragile.

It's so fragile that feelings can change drastically in just one night.

I didn't expect that you, Father, were replaced that very night!

Father, I am both happy and sad now. I am happy that the person who ridiculed and scolded me back then was not you, but I am sad that more than ten years later, I found out that you were replaced! "

As King Jing spoke, he began to sob again.

Song Jiujiu helplessly wiped the tears from her face, got down from King Jing's arms, and went to her mother.

When King Jing had cried enough, he finally stopped, sniffed, and talked about what happened before he left the capital.

“An Yi has already told the faker that he killed his third brother, his wife, and his niece.

As soon as the counterfeit found out about this, he spread the news.

The reason was that King Kang and his wife accidentally fell off a cliff while trying to find a miracle doctor for their long-ill daughter, and the whereabouts of the bodies of the three were unknown.

Third brother has a good reputation in the capital. When the news of your death came out, the people said they didn't believe it. Mu Bai and the others also put on a complete show and firmly refused to believe the news of your death and were unwilling to hold a funeral for you.

As for me, I went to the palace and found an excuse, saying that I didn't believe you died like that and I wanted to go look for your bodies.

The counterfeit agreed without asking any more questions.

I thought the reason he agreed was probably because my wife and children were hostages in the capital.

He is not afraid that I will leave the capital and never come back.

By the way, Mu Bai also went to the palace to look for the fake one and wanted to leave Beijing to find you, but was rejected. "

"In that case, we can almost proceed according to plan."

Prince Kang has never wanted to storm the capital and remove the impostor from the throne as much as he does now!

They didn't know about the existence of their father before, and after discussing it, the three brothers finally decided to let him become the emperor.

But now that my father is here, the throne that originally belonged to him should naturally be sat on by him.

Perhaps because his position was different, King Kang was less hesitant.

King Jing glanced at King Kang with a half-smile, "Third brother, you are still quite anxious at this time.

No rush. I have been away from the capital for less than half a month. Let me rest for two days and then we can proceed as planned.

This time we can only succeed and not fail!

We must catch the impostor! "Kill him!

A flash of murderous intent flashed across King Jing's eyes.

[Oh, oh, oh! We forgot to tell grandma about this!

When grandma hears the news of our death, she will definitely think it is real! 】

Song Jiujiu suddenly remembered this and exclaimed in her heart.

She quickly pulled her mother, "Mom, grandma! If grandma doesn't know, she will be anxious!"

King Jing reached out and pulled the fat Jiuer over, "Don't worry, your eldest brother has already told your grandmother about this."

Song Jiujiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a thankful voice, "It's okay, it's okay."

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