Storming the Palace With a Baby Bottle

With a baby bottle in my mouth, I don’t care about anyone! I transmigrated into a baby only to have my whole family slaughtered, so I clamped down on my pacifier and rushed to the palace overnight to claim the emperor as my father. The court officials sneered at a baby entering the throne room, but I whipped out my bottle and sucked so loudly it shook the hall. Then the tyrant on the throne stared at the jade pendant at my waist, his eyes widening in shock. “This pendant... Could your mother be...” I gulped down some milk. “First of all, I don’t have a dad. Second, you can call yourself my dad if you want. Send me 500,000 taels first to prove you’re up to it!”