Chu Xiao, a modern social beast, died suddenly after staying up late at night, and became the most unpopular ninth prince in the Great Xia Dynasty. His mother and concubine died young, and his father treated him as if he didn't exist. Even the maids in charge around Concubine Shu dared to point their noses and call him useless. The original owner hit the pillar in anger and died. Chu Xiao rubbed the blood on his forehead and sat up, looking at the room full of people waiting to see his joke, he suddenly smiled - people who have died once are still afraid of you?
He was in no hurry to fall out. Concubine Shu's maid came to test him, he handed her tea and pretended to be stupid, and revealed the list of secret stakes placed by Concubine Shu in each palace with his hands behind his back. When the prince made things difficult for him in public, he "accidentally" recited a piece of national policy, which shocked everyone. The emperor looked at him for the first time. But now, trouble is coming. The prince regarded him as a thorn in his side and set up traps again and again; the concubine Shu surfaced to win over him, but secretly poisoned him and tested him; the court openly and secretly attacked him, and the harem was frightened every step of the way.
While Chu Xiao was dealing with things, he was running his own secret line. The imperial dining room, imperial hospital, imperial army, chief eunuch, and even the most trusted personal maids around Concubine Shu were all kept under his watch quietly. His goal has never changed: to live until he reaches his prime, obtain the imperial edict, and become a free salted fish in the fiefdom.
On the eve of his crowning, the emperor suddenly fell seriously ill, and the prince and concubine Shu joined forces to lock the palace and seize the throne. On the night when Chu Xiao was put under house arrest, the chess he had planned for a year was launched at the same time - he protected the dragon bed overnight, the prince knelt down, and the concubine Shu was accused. The emperor woke up and stared at his most inconspicuous son for a long time: "Lao Jiu, do you really don't want this throne?"
Chu Xiao sighed: "My son, I just want to die."
The emperor smiled: "Sir, this throne must be yours."
