[No system] [No plug-ins] [Forced substitution] When I woke up, I became the last emperor of the Han Dynasty - Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie.
The dragon chair is cold and the palace is empty. Outside the palace, there is a world where the powerful minister Cao Cao covers the sky with one hand.
Late at night, my uncle Dong Cheng knelt in front of me, bursting into tears, held up white silk, and begged me to write a bloody edict to kill Cao Cao and hide it in his belt.
I know that this is the famous "clothes edict" incident in history.
I also know that it will fail. All participants, including my uncle, several of my loyal ministers, and my pregnant Dong Guiren, will be slaughtered by Cao Cao.
This edict is the last hope of the loyal ministers, and it is also the talisman that leads them to hell.
My hand, holding the pen, is hanging on the white silk.
To write or not to write?
Incomparably beautiful!
First person, very embarrassing