When I was fifteen years old, I personally broke the precious mirror given by the Queen Mother.
When the lens cut my palm, I realized——
The person I called my royal grandmother for fifteen years was the enemy who poisoned my biological mother.
My father always looked at me with disgust.
Until I found another jade ultimatum under his desk:
It actually says that I have a twin brother.
"The position of prince should have been his."
The secret guard knelt at my feet and whispered:
"Your Majesty keeps you because you look most like the Queen Mother... So you can be a target."
From that day on, I began to take the initiative to swallow the poisonous snacks sent by the Queen Mother.
Then he wiped the vomited blood bit by bit on the armrest of the dragon chair.
