The Crippled Ninth Prince? My Power Reaches Across the Great Wei

[Ancient Court Intrigue] [Nine Princes vie for the throne] [Alternate History] [Mastermind]

“Big Brother, my legs! My legs are ruined!”

Ling Yifeng’s legs were crippled by poison administered by the maid who had served him for seven years. Who was the person behind her?

And what advantage could Ling Yifeng possibly gain from losing both his legs?

Ling Yifeng had never wanted to fight for the throne, but as a member of the royal family, he had no choice.

Once you take your place at the table, you either win outright or die.

That was the truth Ling Yifeng had bought with his legs.

He was pushed forward, step by step, farther from the person he used to be, until he became someone he never wanted to be.

So what if he was a crippled prince?

So what if people plotted against him?

This is a chapter written by the victor, a game played by schemers.

[Note 1: His legs won't stay crippled forever.]

[Note 2: I promise this novel is entirely handwritten, with no AI-generated filler. Apart from the System changing typos, I won't let any of my dear readers' feelings go to waste!]