OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

"Emperor, you are putting me in a very difficult position!" Historian Wang kneeled on the ground, yet his back remained ramrod straight.

Bai Xilie sat before him, clearly fuming from his previous words, his chest heaving violently, eyes brewing a storm of rage.

Jing Jia sat beside him with a veil covering her face, gently calming him down.

When Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce entered, Jing Jia gave a signal.

She hoped Bai Zhi’er would help persuade Bai Xilie not to lose his temper.

However, Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce were already accustomed to this, planning to listen for a while before speaking up.

Perhaps seeing his daughter enter, Bai Xilie’s tone softened somewhat.

"How am I putting you in a difficult position? You are the historian, the pen is in your hand, why are you asking Me?!"

Historian Wang said, "Precisely so, I don’t know whether or not to record today’s events."

"Emperor! The Empress is still alive, merely missing, not dead. You’ve endured for years, yet now you keep a female officer by your side at all times."

"Do you know what they say outside the palace? They say the Emperor has betrayed his long-time wife, treating the Imperial Concubine like a warming bed servant."

Bai Xilie roared in fury, "Nonsense! Who said that? Marquis Wan, find out for Me, annihilate their entire clan!"

Feng Fuce’s expression remained calm, without responding.

Historian Wang feigned heartache and sadness, "Emperor, all for this mysterious female officer, you’re now going to start slaughtering the innocent?"

"The words of the world are harsh, but aren’t they true? If this news reaches the Empress, how would you have her bear it!"

"For the Emperor’s reputation in the annals of history, I truly don’t know how to write it down, so I earnestly request your guidance."

Bai Xilie angrily rose to his feet, "If even this requires your guidance, what’s the use of keeping you around, someone..."

Seeing her father truly angry, Bai Zhi’er decisively stepped forward.

"Father, wait." She spoke, then looked at Historian Wang, "Uncle Wang, I know your intentions are good."

"You wish for Father to be faithful, not criticized by the world, and as a just official, you want to accurately record history; I understand all of this."

Historian Wang wept old tears, "As expected of the Princess, knowing the big picture, understanding my difficulties."

Bai Zhi’er sighed, "But you keep saying it’s for the Empress, unaware that the one sitting before you is the Empress, my mother."

Historian Wang looked puzzled, glancing towards Feng Fuce sitting to the side.

Bai Xilie cursed angrily, "Fool! Look beside me!"

Only then did Historian Wang slowly turn his gaze to the veiled female officer.

She had never shown her true face.

Everyone said it was because the Emperor treasured her so much that he didn’t allow her enchanting beauty to be seen by others.

However, unexpectedly, the Princess now claimed this person was the Empress.

Historian Wang exclaimed in disbelief, "This... how is it possible?"

Bai Zhi’er helplessly said, "Could I deceive you? This is indeed my mother. If Father wanted to bring another woman back to the palace, I would be the first to oppose."

Jing Jia removed her veil, "Historian Wang, you recognize me, take a good look. We have met more than once before."

Historian Wang fixed his eyes on her.

After a while, his eyes suddenly widened.

He hurriedly knelt down, exclaiming, "Long live the Empress! I have eyes but failed to see Mount Tai, please forgive me!"