The Rogue Heir, the Divine Warrior King, and My Talent for Rebellion

[System + chaotic times + kingly conquest + summoning + gritty content + no saintly do-gooder]

From the start, I transmigrated to another world and became the only legitimate son of a prince with a different surname.

The realm was on the verge of chaos. Four princes had raised armies in rebellion, while enemy nations watched like hawks.

The heir, who should have been enjoying a carefree life, was forced into the struggles between the imperial court and the martial world.

One day, Xiao Nianqing was chatting away with a still-charming brothel madam

when he heard a few words from an old storyteller and suddenly saw the light.

“The martial world is the story of a group of people.”

“The imperial court is the life story of several generations.”

“Great men and ordinary folk share the same cup of rough wine.”

“Great stories and small stories are told by the same person.”

“Whether it's revelry and drunken dreams, or iron horses and clashing spears...”

“Since we've come into this world, we ought to do something.”

“For ourselves, and for the people in those stories.”

Xiao Nianqing fell into deep thought after hearing this.

“Damn, you're right. That makes sense.”

“The Empress Dowager Xiao is so gentle and kind. How can she be buried alive with that lousy emperor?”

“Guards! Muster the troops for this heir. We're going to deal with him!”