I was born into a noble family. Is that my fault? I only want to quietly keep a beauty, live as a spoiled playboy, so why does everyone keep forcing me to strive for success?
What do the rise and fall of powerful families and the changing of imperial rulers have to do with me? All I want is a powerful backer, fertile fields, luxurious mansions, lovely wives and concubines, and a life of extravagant indulgence.
