He knelt in the snow and rubbed the rouge box I threw away over and over again, like the most loyal dog.
I was chatting and laughing with the staff in the Nuan Pavilion, and I crushed his sincerity into clay.
I thought he was my most infatuated chess piece.
Little did he know that the medicine bowl I overturned on purpose, the defense plan leaked, and even the "accident" in which I sacrificed my life to save someone... Were all points he had already marked on his chess game.
He weaved a web with overwhelming affection, luring me deeper step by step, helping me clear obstacles, and pushing me to the throne with his own hands.
Until the day I ascended the throne, he held the jade seal and asked me with a smile: "Does Your Majesty understand now, who is the real thing in the palm of your hand?"
I also laughed and pointed at the thousands of rebel cavalry behind him.
He clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Wonderful. But have you considered that in the cup of Hexin wine you drank -"
"Is it a chronic poison that only takes effect after three years?"
