The Heir Only Wants to Be a Prince, but Old Zhu Forces Me Onto the Dragon Throne

Zhu Mingji had just transmigrated into the role of the Prince of Yan's heir when he fell into someone else's trap. His future imperial aunt seduced him, and his uncle caught them in the act. He thought his disastrous start from the start meant certain death, but the old emperor instead made his uncle into a whetstone for him.

To marry his imperial aunt, Zhu Mingji promptly produced blueprints for a compound bow, claiming they were an inheritance from an immortal. He said that marrying a wife would bring him the blessing of the nation's fortune and grant him divine treasures. The emperor glanced at the compound bow blueprints, which could dramatically boost the army's combat strength, and immediately slapped the table. "Grant the marriage! It must be granted!"

Ten years later, Old Zhu helped Zhu Mingji onto the throne, then looked at him with a cheeky grin.

"Dear grandson, it's cold out. Put on another layer!"

Zhu Mingji looked down at his imperial robes and roared,

"You old geezer! Don't even think about slacking off!"