The corner of Pan Yucheng's mouth twitched. He wanted to beat Ning Chen to death.

"What nonsense is this? The child is mine."

Ning Chen let out a breath. He was lost for words.

"Then what are you thanking me for?"

Pan Yucheng said, "Without you I could never have been with Nanzhi."

"Fuck... are you sick in the head? You thank me out of nowhere and then say Miss Nanzhi is with child... What else was I supposed to think?"

Pan Yucheng had nothing to say to that.

Ning Chen smiled. "That's good news. When did you find out?"

Pan Yucheng was smiling. "This morning. Nanzhi felt sick for no reason, and it was Lin Ying who worked out what it meant."

"I had Young Master Xie check her over. Nanzhi is with child."

Ning Chen laughed out loud. "Old Pan, congratulations!"

Feng Qizheng and Chen Chong came running over.

"Chief, you're pregnant?"

Pan Yucheng: "???"

"No, I mean, you're going to be a father?"

Pan Yucheng nodded, smiling.

In the capital, the hall of court.

The histories had been carried in, and a historian had come with them.

The Xuan Emperor had the historian search the Founding Emperor's reign for the story of Li Kai and the ruler of the Jing Kingdom.

The historian searched, and came away baffled.

The record really was there.

The officials crowded in to read it for themselves, and it checked out!

The color of the paper and the hand it was written in were both right.

The story was genuine.

Feng Gaojie looked at the censors and laughed coldly. "Well, gentlemen. Did I make this story up?"

The censors said nothing. There was nothing they could say.

One censor still would not let it go, and looked at the historian. "Is it possible that this story was added afterward?"

The historian flew into a rage. "What do you mean by that? My family, the Chens, have been historians for generations. This was recorded by my own ancestor. How could it be false?"

The office of historian passed down from father to son.