The day I was born, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground. My cheap dad, the emperor of the Dasheng Dynasty, hugged me and laughed loudly, "Well, she is indeed my daughter. Her eyebrows and eyebrows look like mine, but it's weird that she doesn't look like you. The top of your head is as green as the Inner Mongolia prairie. Of the twelve children in this palace, I am your biological child. How can I not be different?" The smile on my father's face froze instantly. He lowered his head and stared at me, his eyes changing from ecstasy to horror.
