My father became bald because of the worry of seizing his legitimate son, so I gave each of my brothers a dozen beauties.
The eldest brother was so drunk that he fell into the beauty's lap, the second brother eloped for love, and the third brother was even more outrageous and directly announced that he was going to become a monk.
My father was so angry that he lifted the table and called me a disaster. I innocently spread my hands and said, "Isn't this happy to everyone?"
Until he was surprised to find that I was the most "honest" and was excited to make me the prince.
During the enthronement ceremony, I waved my dragon robe and said, "Father, in fact, those beauties... Are all mine."
Seeing his eyes widening in fear, I smiled and said, "By the way, so is your newly-named imperial concubine."
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty suppressed their laughter to hide their internal injuries.
