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”Proclamation?” Little Fishy was surprised. What tricks was the emperor playing now? She didn't hear him proclaiming any orders when they met last night. She rubbed her temples. This emperor really was a pain in the ass.

At this time of night, Jiumei dressed neatly and sat back in her wheelchair, while Xiaoyu pushed him out the door to receive the edict. It was still Eunuch Gao who had come to announce the decree.

”Greetings, Eunuch Gao.” Little Fishy carried out the principle of politeness and politeness.

Eunuch Gao used his unique high-pitched voice to read out the imperial edict: ”With the blessing of the heavens, the Emperor summons the Emperor to bestow upon Night Nine's son Nezha the name of Ye Xinghui, his name is Yuhong, and to bestow upon him the title of Shang Wang.” This is my gift! ”

A king? Everyone in the palace was shocked. Night Nine and Fishy's faces turned pale. They were truly afraid of what might come next. The imperial edict had turned into a hot potato, so it was hard to refuse it.

When Eunuch Gao finished announcing the decree, his face turned pale. Soon, a smile appeared on his face, but it was somewhat stiff. He took the imperial edict and handed it to Ninefire, congratulating her, ”Congratulations Ninth Prince and Ninth Princess!”

With a cold expression, Night Nine took the imperial edict. ”Thank you, Eunuch Gao. This King will immediately go to the palace to fetch Nezha back.”

The prince had been bestowed the title of prince, and was moving out of the palace in accordance with the palace's rules. This could also be considered a blessing in disguise, as it was a blessing in disguise. He was half happy and half unhappy.

Eh? Eunuch Gao was stunned. Was this the emperor's miscalculation?

A grandson personally given a name by the Emperor was already extremely rare. In addition, he was conferred the title of a prince when he was a minor. It could be imagined how much the Emperor doted on this grandson and how many people envied him.

This emperor obviously wants to put his life on the line. What's more, the emperor doesn't want to be named after the words on the list because it seems to be a favor to him. Actually, he didn't plan on letting Nezha live, so he didn't even bother using the name of the royal family.

Nezha, who was drinking milk, also felt the change in his wet nurse's attitude. The wet nurse who initially thought he was ugly wasn't willing to feed him milk this morning, but now she was giggling and asking, ”Is the King full? Did he sleep cold last night …”

The most ridiculous and hypocritical words were the wet nurse's ping-pong eyes as she joked in front of everyone, ”Prince Shang is so handsome, he's practically carved from the same mold as Ninth Prince. ”These eyebrows, these eyes, these little mouth, they're all like immortals. When they grow up, they'll definitely bewitch all the girls in the Moon Kingdom.”

Ugh, she choked on her milk. She rolled her eyes and fainted right in front of her mistress.

When the morning assembly began, the news of little Nezha being bestowed the title of King spread throughout the capital, becoming a topic of conversation between ministers and commoners after dinner. All the princes except for Night Nine had gathered at the First Floor of the World, and had asked for the best private room to hold a temporary colloquium on this unfair matter.

The atmosphere was tense and depressing, as if they were all constipated. Their dark and gloomy faces were filled with resentment as they waited to erupt.

”Pah!” With red eyes, she said, ”How did that cripple get such good treatment? Even the son of the crown prince did not have such special treatment. Why is it his turn to be crippled?”