
When Zhu Song saw the secret stash in his father's hidden room, his world collapsed. Those were all imperial tributes! All eighty-one items. The heads of his entire family wouldn't be enough to pay for it. But don't panic yet, there's still room for remedy. These 'fake tributes' are almost all in the East Palace right now. As long as he can swap them out without anyone noticing, everything will be fine. However, to move freely in the East Palace, he definitely needs to build a good relationship with the Crown Prince of the East Palace. This, however, is a bit difficult...
It is widely known that Crown Prince Wen Fengxuan has been sickly, gloomy, and aloof since childhood, never befriending anyone. An old monk once predicted he wouldn't live past 25. No one in or out of court took him seriously. He only became the Crown Prince due to the Emperor's lingering affection for the late Empress. This position as master of the East Palace wouldn't last long for him. But for the sake of his family, Zhu Song threw himself into it. Difficult or not, he had to do it, even if he had to force his way in.
*Just as Zhu Song was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion, he finally managed to swap all the fakes, and the Crown Prince ascended to the supreme position. Amidst the warm silken drapes, Wen Fengxuan stood barefoot, gently stroking his slightly bulging belly with one hand, a smile in his eyes. "Tell me, what do you want?" Zhu Song was ecstatic and blurted out while kneeling, "This subject has no other desires; I only wish for Your Majesty to bestow a few more death-exemption tokens upon me." "No. Other. Desires," Wen Fengxuan raised an eyebrow, repeating each word through gritted teeth. "Do you dare deny朕's child?" Zhu Song was bewildered. A child? There's a child too??? Damn it, his father even stole Wen Fengxuan's child!!!
·Sunny and outgoing straight gong * Sickly, cunning, and scheming shou