I play the role of Jiajing in Zongwu: What crime have I committed?

To cover up this secret, Xie Yu was urgently summoned to the palace to take over.

He bestowed upon Xie Yu and Li Yang the aphrodisiac "Love Threads," forcing them to consummate their relationship.

From then on, Xie Yu became the enviable Imperial Son-in-Law Commandant, and this past event was sealed away deep within the palace.

However, Xie Yu, the man who took over the child, also knew that raising another man's son would ultimately result in an ungrateful child.

So he secretly ordered someone to kill the bastard child on the day Princess Liyang was about to give birth.

But fate played a cruel trick. On the same day, Zhuo Dingfeng's wife, the owner of Tianquan Manor, also gave birth in the same place.

The assassin acted hastily and, damn it, mixed up the two swaddled infants.

By a twist of fate, killing Zhuo Dingfeng's own flesh and blood resulted in the survival of Yuwen Lin's son.

Now Xie Yu has successfully become a father.

It was unknown whether the deceased was Zhuo Dingfeng or Xie Yu's son.

So the two of them discussed it and decided:

Let's raise them together!

And this baby is Xiao Jingrui.

No wonder Xiao Jingrui is so lucky; he was born with three fathers.

And as it turns out, raising someone else's son never ends well.

In the drama, many of Xie Yu's plans were thwarted by Xiao Jingrui.

The most outrageous thing is...

Princess Xiandai, daughter of Prince Sheng, who came to marry into the royal family this time, is Xiao Jingrui's half-sister.

In just a few words, Xiao Jingrui completely disregarded the more than twenty years of nurturing grace from the Xie and Zhuo families, and the lives of his own father and second father, determined to uncover the bloody truth.

Finally, he helped Mei Changsu kill his eldest and second fathers, and followed Yuwen Nian to the Southern Chu to meet his biological father whom he had never met.

More than twenty years of nurturing kindness have been discarded like trash by this ingrate.

It was truly a heart-wrenching display of filial piety.

Recalling this story, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this imperial son-in-law, a second-rank military officer, former commander of the patrol battalion, cuckolded king, and a hero who took over a bad relationship.

Xie*Aisin Gioro*Dorgon*Yu.

And immediately decided that after killing Xie Yu, he would also take Xie Yu's silly son, Xiao Jingrui, with him.

That can be considered doing him a good deed.

no way!

Who made me so merciful, unable to bear seeing Xie Yu die with his eyes wide open in dismay?

And then there's Nan Chu, a mere small country, yet they actually used the pretext of a marriage alliance to send a prince and a princess to Daliang to cause trouble.

In the end, the marriage did not end well, and in the drama, Emperor Liang simply let them stir up trouble before leaving safely.

Zhu Houcong found it utterly absurd even when he thought about it.

I wonder if the original owner of this body had their head and butt reversed to make such a decision.

But now that I am in charge, the situation is different!

Zhu Houcong sneered.

Since they want a marriage alliance, then I will grant their wish.

Why not just skip the prince marriage and go straight into the harem, making her a Noble Consort? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

That's like achieving instant success.

As for the princes, they've already come all this way, why would they want to go back?

I was just looking for an excuse to attack Southern Chu, and now I can finally get rid of the corrupt officials in my court!

Just as Zhu Houcong was feeling smug about his own brilliance and prowess, he suddenly remembered something.

Yuwen Lin was practically her brother-in-law, and now she was going to take his daughter into her harem.

When we march on Southern Chu, should we call him brother-in-law or father-in-law?

Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong unconsciously stroked his chin, lost in deep thought.

Just as he was deep in thought, the silvery laughter of Consort Hui and Consort Jing suddenly pierced through the palace gate.

This startled Zhu Houcong awake.

He scoffed and simply put the matter out of his mind.

With a flick of his sleeve, the palace doors swung open, and he strode inside.

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At worst, we can each stick to our own case!

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Chapter 90 The power of Prince Yu has expanded to such an extent

Zhu Houcong strode into the hall with an imposing presence. When Consort Hui and Consort Jing saw that it was the Emperor, they hurriedly rose and curtsied.

Zhu Houcong asked casually, "Consort Jing, why are you here at Consort Hui's place instead of fasting at Zhiluo Palace?"

Consort Jing sensed the accusatory tone in those words and her heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to defend herself, she saw Consort Hui step in to smooth things over.

She swayed her slender waist and pressed herself against him, her soft, boneless body leaning against Zhu Houcong's arm as she pouted and acted coquettishly.

"Your Majesty, your seriousness is likely to frighten Consort Jing."

As she spoke, she raised her fingertips and gently tugged at Zhu Houcong's sleeve.

"Your Majesty knows that Consort Jing is a highly skilled physician. It was I who specially sent someone to invite Consort Jing over and asked her to prescribe some gentle and nourishing remedies."

As she spoke, she blushed instantly.

"Your Majesty, I would also like to give you another little dragon baby!"

"Hahahaha~"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong burst into laughter and slapped Consort Hui's shapely buttocks with a crisp sound.

"Then my beloved concubine will have to put in even more effort."

Consort Hui chuckled, hooked her index finger around Zhu Houcong's jade belt, and pulled him toward the inner palace.

"Then Your Majesty today belongs to me alone."

Seeing this, Consort Jing hurriedly curtsied and said, "Then this concubine will take her leave."

Just as she was about to turn and leave, she suddenly felt a tightness on her wrist.

Zhu Houcong's hand had firmly gripped her wrist, the force neither too light nor too heavy, yet it rendered her unable to move.

"Wait a minute."

Zhu Houcong narrowed his dragon eyes, his gaze sweeping from the jade hairpin in her hair down to her skirt, finally settling on her slightly heaving chest.

"In ancient times, doctors emphasized observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. Consort Jing didn't even carefully observe; how could she have known the underlying cause of her illness?"

Consort Jing trembled, her ear tips instantly turning crimson, but she still forced herself to remain calm.

"Your Majesty, I have just taken Consort Hui's pulse... Ah!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a strong force strike her, and she fell forward uncontrollably, landing directly in Zhu Houcong's arms.

She screamed in surprise.

Before she could even react, Zhu Houcong stretched out his long arm and lifted Consort Hui up by the waist, hoisting her onto his shoulder.

"His Majesty!"

The two concubines exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Zhu Houcong ignored them and carried the two men toward the inner palace.

Another hour passed, and Zhu Houcong leaned lazily against the two beauties.

With his eyes half-closed, he entered a state of sagehood with a contented expression.

Consort Jing's originally fair skin now had an alluring peach-pink hue, and even her neck was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

She turned her face away shyly, but couldn't hide the spring-like feeling in her eyes and brows.

The Emperor had not favored her for many years, but he never expected that her Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix spear technique would be so exquisite.

He can be called a grandmaster.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but reach out and pinch Consort Jing's delicate chin.

"Your shyness is truly irresistible to me."

Consort Hui twisted her body to the side, her red lips slightly pouting, and complained in a coquettish voice, "Your Majesty is so biased towards Consort Jing! I won't stand for it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound of which made the gauze curtains in the palace tremble slightly.

"From now on, don't call her Consort Jing anymore. Consort Jing is gentle and virtuous, and she is very much to my liking."

"From this day forward, she is promoted to Consort Jing."

Upon hearing this, Consort Hui immediately put on a smiling face.

"That's great, congratulations, little sister."

Consort Jing, no, she should now be called Imperial Concubine Jing.

She was so surprised that she opened her beautiful eyes wide and hurriedly tried to get up to express her gratitude, but Zhu Houcong stopped her.

Zhu Houcong chuckled wickedly, "I dislike these formalities. Find another way to thank me."

Consort Jing understood the implication in the words and blushed instantly.

Zhu Houcong looked at Consort Jing with satisfaction. Now, recalling his thoughts when he first transmigrated, he could only describe them in two words.

So incredibly inexperienced!

To say something like "I'd rather die than touch Consort Jing"—what else could it be but naivety!

No wonder people say that the land of gentle pleasures is the graveyard of heroes.

After finishing his business in the West Garden, Zhu Houcong would inevitably go to Consort Hui's Qingning Palace.

As the old saying goes, "A single day apart feels like three autumns."

He had no choice but to work harder, keeping to his routine between two points, so that he could balance work and life.

Sometimes he would bring along the palace maid Qin Banruo.

This place is so delightful, I don't even miss home!

As for Mei Changsu, he had long since forgotten about him.

When you actually get to work, you realize that being an emperor is no easy task. He has to personally oversee every single matter concerning the entire country and its people.

He had to put in a lot of effort to manage and balance the relationships among all the ministers in the court.

He had no time to care about Mei Changsu, and he didn't even bother to look at the clues and evidence that the Eastern Depot and the Ministry of Justice had painstakingly gathered.

Just kidding, don't I know what's going on in this case?

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Let Mei Changsu and Yan Que hurt each other; why waste your energy?

What troubles him most right now is that the national mourning period is coming to an end, and the ministers in the court are starting to get restless again.

In particular, a group of civil officials, led by Tian Dezhi, the Minister of Rites, submitted memorials every few days.

They say things like "the empress's position cannot be vacant for long" and "a country cannot be without its mother for a day."

They tried every possible way to persuade him to establish an empress.

These old fogies, on the surface they're thinking of the country, but how could he not know what they're plotting behind the scenes?