The Crown Prince Insists on Joining the Family - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
My father’s nine clans nearly got a two-for-one special on total annihilation.
The first time was when my father fought His Majesty-back when he was still the Crown Prince-over a woman.
My father won by a hair.
The Crown Prince, having lost the woman of his dreams, cried his eyes out.
Out of the goodness of his heart, my father comforted him. “How about you go wait by the official road? In your next life, remember to reincarnate into the type Wanniang likes.”
His nine clans: “!!!??”
His nine clans: “Please turn on your microphone before speaking.”
The second time was when my father smugly invited His Majesty to attend my first-birthday object-grabbing ceremony.
My mother sat off to the side, her face numb as she played the guqin.
It was my father’s MVP victory theme.
For that, my father had spent the entire night on his knees begging my mother.
My father lifted me right up in front of His Majesty’s eyes. “Look, my daughter! Doesn’t she look just like Wanniang?”
“Not a single trace of my genes in there! Especially pure!”
His Majesty: “…”
Once my father had shown off enough, he finally set me down and declared grandly:
“Daughter, grab whatever you want. Whatever it is, your father will make it happen!”
I may have really taken that to heart.
Huffing and puffing, I crawled past the jade ornaments, the brush and inkstone, the abacus…
And at last, I grabbed the jade pendant at the waist of the four-year-old Young Crown Prince.
I clung on tight, summoning the strength of an ox.
Unfortunately, that jade pendant was tied firmly to the Young Crown Prince’s belt.
The Young Crown Prince burst into loud, wailing sobs.
Everyone scrambled in a panic, and after much effort, finally managed to pry the two of us apart.
My Brilliant Dad came to a sudden realization. “Oh, my daughter wants to be Crown Prince!”
His Majesty, who had watched the entire thing from the VIP seats: “??!!”
My mother rushed forward and beat my father senseless while chanting as she swung, “Little mouth, do not speak.”
As my father took the beating, the corners of his mouth nearly split all the way to the back of his head in bliss.
His Majesty: “…”
His Majesty flew into a tiny imperial rage.
Then an idea came to His Majesty.
His Majesty pulled over the teary-eyed Young Crown Prince, pointed at me, and whispered like a devil:
“Son, when you grow up, you must find a way to lure Li Dazhuang’s daughter over!”
“Make her call me Father, serve me tea, and wait on me hand and foot.”
His Majesty coldly dropped the jade pendant, then coldly dragged the Crown Prince away.
His nine clans breathed a sigh of relief. “Hahaha, we lived another day!”
Chapter 2
As a child, my father could be called incorrigible.
As for me, I was even more worthy of the title: demon child descended upon the world.
I wore the refined little lady face my mother had given me, yet spent my days climbing trees to raid bird nests, going down to the river to catch fish, and doing everything that made cats hate me and dogs despise me.
With the custom-made red-tasseled spear my father had made for me strapped to my back, I declared myself the capital’s No. 1 Little Bully.
At first, there were still little boys who refused to accept it.
They insisted on challenging me one-on-one.
After I beat them black and blue, they would drag their fathers over and shamelessly file complaints against me.
My father would look at the child half a head taller than me yet covered in bruises, then look at me, all innocent, weak, and adorable.
Feeling smug inside, he would put on a stern face and scold me in a show of discipline:
“What do you call this behavior? As punishment, practice your martial arts for another half hour!”
I would answer obediently, “Okay.”
Back and forth it went. The more they complained, the higher my combat power rose.
The higher my combat power rose, the more they complained.
Once my combat power reached its limit, the cycle stopped.
And so, I became the capital’s true, undisputed No. 1 Little Bully.
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