TFWYH – Chapter 630 The Star of the Empress

The moment those words were spoken, the expressions of the father and sons changed drastically.

Murong Hong immediately kowtowed three times with loud thuds, his face filled with grief and indignation.

“Your Majesty, this guilty subject knows his crimes are unforgivable, but I swear to Heaven that all these years I have had only one wife-lord—the Crown Princess. If I have spoken falsely, may I be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!”

“Why are you panicking? I was merely asking casually.” The Empress waved her hand, still appearing gentle and amiable, though her imperial authority remained undiminished. “Dark Phoenix, where is the Imperial Seal?”

“Here!” Dark Phoenix carried the bundle in her hands before the Empress and opened it, revealing the golden object wrapped in imperial yellow cloth.

The Empress picked it up and examined it carefully before nodding with satisfaction.

“Not bad. It truly is the Imperial Jade Seal.”

As she spoke, however, a faint but strange odor drifted to her nose.

The Empress frowned slightly and set the seal back down.

Tang Tianyang and Tang Tiansheng nearly burst out laughing at the sight.

After all, the thing had been buried in a pigsty for years. Even after being cleaned, it still carried a bit of that lingering smell.

Before they could continue mocking it internally, the Empress spoke again:

“Summon the Imperial Preceptor. Have him determine whether these two children truly belong to the royal bloodline.”

“Yes,” Dark Phoenix answered respectfully and immediately left to fetch him.

During this time, the Empress paid no further attention to the father and sons. Instead, she had someone bring Qin Suyun a seat and began chatting with her.

The topics revolved entirely around the everyday life of the father and sons over the years.

Clearly, the Empress still harbored doubts about the brothers’ identities.

Which was understandable. This was the imperial family, after all.

Royal bloodlines could not be mixed up.

Even if it was only princes, the matter was still of utmost importance.

The father and sons felt deeply humiliated, but after thinking about it, they also understood it was human nature.

If your son had run away with a woman, and more than ten years later the son never returned—but the woman did, bringing back two boys and claiming they were your son’s children—

Who would believe that immediately?

Of course you’d need a DNA test.

None of the three spoke again.

For a while, the hall was filled only with the conversation between the Empress and Qin Suyun.

After some time, an announcement sounded from outside the hall:

“The Imperial Preceptor has arrived!”

The Empress immediately stopped talking and looked toward the entrance.

Before long, a man dressed in snow-white robes walked in against the light. He was extraordinarily handsome.

He did not spare anyone else a glance. Upon entering, he merely inclined his body slightly toward the Empress.

“Greetings, Your Majesty.”

Such casual disrespect would normally be outrageous, yet the Empress showed no anger whatsoever, as though she had long grown accustomed to it.

“Imperial Preceptor, you came at the perfect time. Murong Hong has returned and brought back two children. Help me see whether they are descendants of the Tang royal family.”

“Yes,” the Imperial Preceptor replied. Only then did he raise his eyes to look over everyone present.

After scanning the room once, he frowned slightly.

“There is another girl. Where is she?”

The moment those words were spoken, the expressions of Murong Hong and his two sons changed drastically.

The Empress, meanwhile, shot to her feet, her eyes shining brightly.

“What did you say? There is another girl?”

The Imperial Preceptor nodded calmly.

“Our Spirit Clan long ago observed that around the Phoenix Star there were three subsidiary stars. One of them shone with dazzling brilliance and boundless radiance—it was the Star of an Empress.”

Hearing this, the Empress immediately turned a sharp gaze toward Murong Hong.

“Murong Hong, you have some nerve deceiving me.”

Cold sweat poured from Murong Hong’s forehead as he kowtowed silently.

Tang Tianyang had long since grown displeased with this Empress. At this point, he could no longer hold back. He strode in front of Murong Hong and glared defiantly at the Empress.

“How could my father not hide her from you? Back then Mother was forced to flee for her life because of her wonderful little sister, wasn’t she? With such a terrifying Second Princess in your women’s kingdom, how could we possibly let Wanniang walk straight back into the tiger’s den?”