The king is a disabled doctor, the court is in chaos, and the princess carries a gun and kills peopl

Fang Qingqing seemed to have found a breakthrough. Since Yuan Qing pretended to be ignorant even though he knew the truth, she might as well get some useful clues from Chang Tianli.

"This time, the Ryukyu Gang is targeting the young lady. The Emperor was furious when he learned the assassins were on the move again. He has directly assigned 500 royal guards to work in shifts around the clock to protect the young lady while the prince is away. Any Ryukyu Gang assassins found will be killed without mercy."

"The Emperor had originally planned to bring the young lady to live in the palace for a while, but he was worried that she wouldn't be able to adapt to the palace. After all, the prince had previously told her to take the young lady's feelings into consideration. She loves freedom the most, so it would be best for her to live in her own residence."

"The prince also said..."

Fang Qingqing felt a headache. God knew how many benefits Li Zhenting had given to these people. Why did they all try to speak well of him after seeing her and find ways to reconcile the two of them?

"Just now, Minister Chang Si mentioned that the King of the Great Desert Kingdom was the former Second Prince, Wanyan Honglie's father?"

Fang Qingqing couldn't help but grin when she thought of Wanyan Honglie's smelly and disgusting sweat glands.

With such a son, his father couldn't be much better. If he was truly as domineering as Wanyan Honglie, then the eldest prince, Wanyan Tuda, would be quite incompetent. He couldn't just leave the fate of the entire country to the unreliable Wanyan Honglie for his own sake.

Seeing Fang Qingqing asking about the affairs of the Desert Kingdom, Chang Tianli had no idea what was in her mind, so he just told her everything.

The current King of the Great Desert, Wanyan Tuteng, was the younger brother of the then Crown Prince, Wanyan Tuda; they were originally twins. Strangely enough, the eldest prince had a Chinese-style appearance and figure, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and was truly dashing and suave. Meanwhile, the second prince was a reckless man, like Zhang Fei, with a temperament similar to Wanyan Honglie, a complete reckless man.

Rumor has it that the reason why the two brothers look different is because the eldest prince looks like his mother from the Great Yan Kingdom, while the second prince looks like the old King Wanyan.

"Not only do these two brothers look different, but their personalities are also vastly different. From the beginning, King Wanyan was determined to make the eldest prince his crown prince, and the eldest prince lived up to everyone's expectations, his military and literary skills unmatched. The second prince, like King Wanyan, believed in conquering the world on horseback, relying on various extraordinary means to consolidate his connections."

"Later, for some reason, I heard that the eldest prince was in poor health..."

"Is he still alive?"

Fang Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. She finally got to know some news about the eldest prince. If he was really her father, it would be a pity that he died before she even met him!

"Alive, other princes have wives and concubines, and many children, but he..."

"Is he not married?"

Seeing Fang Qingqing asking eagerly, Chang Tianli couldn't help but grin. He felt that Fang Qingqing was a little different today than usual. Her eager expression seemed a bit gossipy.

Maybe it’s because Nangong Yan married Wanyan Honglie, so she wants to know about Wanyan’s family?

"The eldest prince, Wanyan Tuda, only married one princess in his life and had one son and one daughter... Compared to the second prince, who had many concubines and eight sons, his offspring was indeed a bit thin..."

"After the princess gives birth, no, Miss... after you recover, you can go on an official mission to the desert and see the local customs and people..."

"Oh, I almost forgot one thing. These past two days, palace officials have been making suggestions, urging us to put the selection on the agenda. If you're interested, you can come to the palace to watch the excitement during the selection..."

Fang Qingqing couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this.

These dynasties are really interesting. Obviously, more women means more troubles. King Jiajing was persecuted by Sun Lanxin and Lu Shufang for many years. Not only did his offspring die, but he almost lost his old bones.

Lu Shufang and Sun Lanxin have only revealed their true colors for a few days now, and just after a period of silence, they are busy selecting concubines again?

On second thought, it makes sense. Prince Jiajing now has only three sons and one daughter. Only Li Zhenting can support the family business. The greatest hope is that the third and fourth princes can grow up safely. Princess Yunqing is weak in character, and I am afraid she will not be able to take on important tasks.

Among the concubines, due to the successive coups in the harem and having lived in the palace for many years, they have become numb to the palace fighting. Each of them wishes they could live in peace like Concubine Song. No one dares to wade into this muddy water again.

"Thank you, Lord Chang Si. I won't be joining in on this fun. After we catch the killer and Sun Kuang, I'll host a banquet at home to thank you!"

Fang Qingqing replied with a smile.

After Chang Tianli returned, Fang Qingqing sat in the room and kept thinking about what Chang Tianli had said.

The eldest prince's mother was Han Chinese, and he looked like his mother. If she and Xin'er were really his children, then one of them must look like him.

Xin'er looks more like her mother, which means that she should look more like the eldest prince?

Thinking about this, an idea suddenly came to my mind.

She simply asked Tong'er to help prepare brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. She placed a bronze mirror across the table and used her facial features as a model to draw an image of a young man with tied hair. This would simulate her father's appearance and also be a way to meet him in advance.

"Eldest sister, this is, this is..."

When the portrait was finished, Tong'er was asked to help hang it on the wall. Fang Qingqing stood on the side and tilted her head to admire it. Seeing this, little Tong'er couldn't help but ask curiously.

After all, the eldest sister has always lived a secluded life and she knows all the men she knows. Why did she suddenly draw a portrait of another man?

Could it be that the eldest sister insisted on divorcing the prince because she already loved someone else? If not, how could she have drawn his appearance so easily?

The man was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a man as beautiful as jade and a young man unparalleled in the world.

Under a pair of thick eyebrows are a pair of almond-shaped eyes with upturned corners, a three-dimensional and straight nose bridge with lips of moderate thickness, a head of ink-black hair tied up high with a jade hairpin, wearing a flowing white floor-length robe, and standing with his hands behind his back.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, feeling a sense of mission to care for the world.

Fang Qingqing couldn't help but reach out and touch the portrait's cheek, her heart beating even more fiercely. She had a certain idea in her mind: if nothing unexpected happened, the eldest prince Wanyan Tuda was his biological father!

"Ah! Prince! Why are you here? Did you remember me? I've been waiting for you for so many years! Prince, what should I do? I've encountered something, and it's not right for me to tell you, nor is it right for me not to tell you! Prince, please tell me quickly, what should I do..."

Just as Fang Qingqing was facing the portrait, her mind racing with thoughts and her heart pounding with excitement, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of alcohol. The door opened, and a figure flew into the room on a chill wind. The person knelt directly in front of the portrait and kowtowed repeatedly.

"My Lord, I have been waiting for you for so long..."

It’s Yuan Qing!