I spent ten years of my youth and three generations of loyalty to send him to the throne.
On the day I ascended the throne, he gave me poisonous wine and said that I had a vicious mind and was not worthy of living.
Only then did I realize that my concubine had climbed into his bed a long time ago. All my achievements had been taken away by her, and all my sacrifices had become a joke.
When he was reborn at the age of fifteen, he was still a down-and-out prince with nothing, kneeling at the door of my house begging me to save him.
This time, I smiled and closed the door.
Since you want me to die, I will send you to hell in this life.
