CHAPTER 899: CHAPTER 350: SCREW YOUR TRAGIC BEAUTY (PART 20)

If Prince Pingliang is really his elder sister, then given his sister’s affection for him, maybe a princely title...

Ahem, a throne can pass from brother to brother, so a princely title passing from sister to brother doesn’t seem impossible.

Tian Yaozong showed a dreamy smile, fantasizing that he successfully recognized his relatives and became Prince Pingliang’s most beloved younger brother, with wealth and luxury, fine horses and beautiful women all within reach.

Not only was Tian Yaozong daydreaming, even Mr. Tian was quite moved by his son’s words.

Indeed, Prince Pingliang’s situation seems so close to their own Daniu’s?

If there’s a female prince’s real daughter, then, could he also be a "Supreme Emperor"?

"Dad, actually it’s simple to confirm whether Prince Pingliang is my elder sister or not."

Wiping the drool from his mouth, Tian Yaozong showed rare cleverness as he said, "I enquired carefully, and tomorrow Prince Pingliang will return to the Capital City together with Duke Qin and his army."

"We should get to a high tea house beforehand, sit by the window, and observe carefully."

After being apart for nearly ten years, Tian Yaozong still remembers the appearance of his biological sister.

Even if Tian Yaozong fails to recognize her initially, isn’t Mr. Tian still there?

This man is meticulous to the bone; otherwise, he wouldn’t have remembered to take Tian Daniu and He Erniu’s marriage certificate even when fleeing the famine, proving his "perfectly calculated" nature.

Fleeing famine with identification documents, land deeds, and house deeds are standard practices.

But a marriage certificate?

When he heard that He Erniu prospered and became Marquis Nan, Mr. Tian took out a marriage certificate from his shoe, shocking Tian Yaozong!

He was thrilled and secretly muttered: Oh dear father, you’re truly remarkable!

Seeing his father’s meticulous mind firsthand made Tian Yaozong trust him this much.

"Right! Yaozong, your plan is great. We’ll quietly check first, confirm her identity, and then recognize her!"

Mr. Tian listened to Tian Yaozong’s coherent plan, looking relieved — his son finally showed initiative and started thinking!

The next day, before dawn, Mr. Tian and Tian Yaozong woke up, hitched an ox cart, and hurried to Capital City under the cover of darkness.

Arriving at the outer city of Capital City, the city gates were still closed.

The father and son waited with excitement and anticipation.

After entering the city, they found a two-story tea house on Vermilion Bird Street, where Mr. Tian reluctantly spent a piece of silver to secure an upstairs window seat.

No other option, even Tian Yaozong heard the news of Duke Qin and Prince Pingliang’s return to the capital; how could the citizens of the capital not know?

Duke Qin might not attract much attention from the public.

But Prince Pingliang is different; she’s the first female non-royal prince in Daqi’s history.

Not only ordinary people but even some nobles and officials wanted to see the true face of this legendary woman.

Hence, this well-positioned tea house with a second floor became the ideal "viewing platform."

Mr. Tian arrived early and decisively spent the money, otherwise he wouldn’t have found a spot!

The father and son crowded by the window, waiting until almost noon before hearing the faint cheers of "Enter the city! The army has entered the city."

Tian Yaozong ignored his rumbling stomach and hurriedly stood on tiptoe, eyes wide open, desperately looking towards the army’s direction.

"Dad! That, that—"

Finally, Tian Yaozong saw a woman riding a tall horse.

She wore armor shimmering with cold light, a bright red cloak, holding no weapon, yet exuding an aura of awe-inspiring evil qi and majesty.

Her appearance was ordinary, yet her demeanor was distant; clearly a battlefield hero with a decisive nature.

Tian Yaozong found her familiar but dared not be certain.

Because this armored heroine didn’t fully match the elder sister Tian Daniu he remembered.

Rubbing his eyes and leaning out, Tian Yaozong tried hard to look again.

But the more he looked, the less confident he felt.

"Dad! Did you see her or not, is she really her!"

Tian Yaozong gave up and pinned his hopes on Mr. Tian.

Mr. Tian:...I, I also can’t be entirely sure.

However, Mr. Tian was somewhat better than his son, though hesitating, he had a plan.

His eyes flashed with decisiveness, suddenly shouting towards the army about to pass by the tea house: "Daniu, Tian Daniu, I am your father!"

Ms. Hetian was idly sitting on the horse, continuing her role as a cold mascot.

Suddenly, amidst the cheering crowd, she vaguely heard a familiar voice.

Her ears twitched, searching for the origin of the sound, then, she followed the sound and looked over...