The Demon Lords

The oppressive atmosphere in the hall continued.

The barbarian princess stood there properly, actually, she always felt the Yan Emperor, her father-in-law, was very similar to her own father to some extent.

But evidently, this father-in-law had a greater sense of authority.

This might be because her father-in-law in Yan was a complete lord ruling over the realm, whereas her own father only held nominal leadership over the vast desert tribes from the Royal Court?

However, as a woman, upon witnessing He Sisi give birth today, she instinctively wanted a child of her own.

But the problem was, although the Eldest Prince worked diligently on her, her belly showed no signs of pregnancy.

She didn’t think her husband had a problem, otherwise how to explain those barbarian female slaves bearing offspring?

Even if the lineage might not be pure, it couldn’t be entirely impure, could it?

The Crown Prince,

was the calmest person in the room.

He stood there, eyes fixed on a blue-and-white porcelain vase placed on the shelf ahead, seemingly carefully observing the patterns on the porcelain, completely immersed.

The Fifth Brother gently nudged the Fourth Brother, who was standing beside him, gesturing for him to look at the Crown Prince.

Then,

the two brothers exchanged glances:

Fifth Brother: Why does the Crown Prince seem more and more like a Qi cultivator, almost detached from the world, is he pretending?

Fourth Brother: Who knows, the way he is now, he might suddenly become vigorous and heroic one day.

Actually, the Crown Prince has been quite unfortunate these past few years.

Except for taking residence in the East Palace,

his mother clan, which initially offered great support, was completely exterminated by his uncle;

his mother suddenly passed away;

his duchess wife, married but the marriage ended abruptly.

In the Spring Exam where he served as an assistant examiner, his mentor was already occupied with others.

His Sixth Brother, who was suppressed to the point of invisibility years ago, has shown his strength through a grand marriage, now overseeing the Ministry of Revenue, flaunting without rival.

These years,

If one were to sit and carefully calculate, aside from residing in the East Palace, he is like a crab stabbed on a chopstick, with one claw and leg being broken one by one.

Yet he was helpless, only able to watch with wide eyes.

Finally,

The oppressive atmosphere,

was relieved as the lady-in-waiting carried in the Imperial Grandson and announced it.

At this moment,

everyone present couldn’t help but exhale a breath of relief.

The lady presented the Imperial Grandson to the Yan Emperor,

The Yan Emperor extended his hand,

and took the swaddled child into his arms.

The newborn child was actually quite ugly, one needed to give him some time, let him grow a bit, before his charm as a child would surface.

Yet, as a father of seven children himself, the Yan Emperor was well prepared.

He held the child,

just gazing at him,

The child kept his eyes closed, seeming tired from crying earlier and wanted to rest now.

"Wei Zhonghe."

"Your servant is here."

"Is the wet nurse prepared?"

"To report to His Majesty, it has been prepared."

Actually, even without palace arrangements, Chengjue had already made preparations himself.

He once chatted with Zheng Fan in Beifeng Prefecture and remembered Zheng Fan mentioning that breastfeeding was best for children, so Chengjue intended for He Sisi to nurse their child personally.

But to prepare for contingencies, he had already arranged for a wet nurse.

Furthermore, given He Sisi’s premature and difficult birth, although she bore the child safely, her vitality was greatly depleted, making it unlikely she could nurse on her own.

"Issue my Imperial Edict, grant Ji Chengjue the status to establish a household, all necessities to be sourced from the inner treasury."

Upon hearing this,

The Fourth and Fifth Brothers felt a stone off their hearts.

They really didn’t envy the fact that Chengjue could establish his own household outside, with his own mansion, they just felt relieved they wouldn’t have to live in the same circle with Chengjue anymore, breathing felt much smoother.

Honestly, Chengjue had placed so many experts in the prince’s residence lately, making these two older brothers quite anxious indeed.

As for the inner treasury funding, they didn’t envy.

Because everyone knew, the inner treasury money was earned by Chengjue on behalf of his father.

Spending one’s own money to buy a mansion and yet needing to thank others, tut-tut, no envy, perhaps even a hint of sympathy.

"Yes, your servant obeys the command, will handle it immediately."

Wei Zhonghe understood this was for the Imperial Grandson’s safety, hence the authority to establish a household was granted to the Sixth Prince.

At this moment,

Just having finished whispering with his wife after delivery, Ji Chengjue walked into the hall.

Actually, he didn’t want to come over, he wished to stay by Sisi’s side all the time.

But Sisi was fatigued and needed rest.

Plus, with his father and a group of brothers still at home, it wasn’t appropriate not to show up.

If father stayed any longer, he’d have to manage dinner!

"Your son pays respect to father, greets the Crown Prince, sees Eldest Brother, Sister-in-law, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother."

Ji Chengsu, kneeling on the floor, immediately said: "Greets Sixth Brother."

Ji Chengjue arrived,

Then,

everyone noticeably felt,

The atmosphere that had been slightly relieved due to the Imperial Grandson’s arrival, was shrouded once again.

The previous scene of father-son confrontation outside the birthing room left everyone present with a chill upon recalling.

Especially when Ji Chengjue, pointing to the birthing room, shouted word by word at the Yan Emperor, his face distorted: I want my wife!

It could be said,

just this act alone was more than enough to be charged with gross disrespect.

Wei Zhonghe spoke at this time: