"Huanhuan, would you call me Fourth Brother one more time?"
Whether he had devoted his life to governing diligently for the people or schemed and struggled for imperial power, it all amounted to nothing more than how posterity would judge him.
As his life drew to a close, only Zhen Huan's words, "All the love and time we shared over the years were ultimately misplaced," returned to haunt him in the dead of night, lingering constantly in his mind.
"Huanhuan, if there is another life, I should never have treated you as a substitute from the start. Zhen Huan is Zhen Huan, one of a kind."
It's beautiful, but it's a pity that the author didn't finish it before continuing.