Seven Years After the Imperial Tutor Died, the Mad Emperor Regrets It as He Raises a Child

[A seemingly innocent but calculating emperor top × a cool, gentle imperial tutor bottom | childhood development | a groveling pursuit | an adorable child playing matchmaker | historical court intrigue | happy ending]

Everyone says that the vast empire of Emperor Xiao Jinyu of Qiyuan was built by Marquis Jing'an, Su Huaijin.

When the previous emperor died suddenly and the bloody struggle for the throne began, Su Huaijin took the late emperor's handwritten decree and brought Xiao Jinyu back from the Cold Palace.

He was the only light in Xiao Jinyu's life of endless darkness. He passed on everything he had learned, protected the boy at every turn, and ultimately helped him ascend the throne.

A devastating flood struck Jiangnan. Su Huaijin traveled a thousand miles to provide disaster relief, where one crisis after another arose. He risked his life to protect the young child bound to them by blood. After the disaster was brought under control, he returned to the capital with the child, only to be met by the emperor's suspicion and icy interrogation.

Surrounded by political enemies and trapped in a tightening web of schemes, Su Huaijin watched as his young son was set up to “die in an accident.” His love was ground to dust. At last, he leaped into a sea of flames at Wumen Gate, sacrificing himself to clear the final obstacles from Xiao Jinyu's path, ensuring the Great Yan dynasty would endure and peace prevail throughout the land.

Three days after his “death,” the truth came to light.

Xiao Jinyu held their young son and regretted everything.

Seven years later, the mischievous little prince, spoiled beyond all reason, stormed out of the palace in a fit of pique and headed south to Jiangnan. At an academy in a small town, he unexpectedly came face-to-face with a refined, gentle teacher.

Seeing the familiar features identical to those in portraits of himself and his father, the seven-year-old prince's eyes instantly reddened.

But the little devil had an idea. He decided not to tell the mad emperor, who had spent day after day repenting in the palace.

Hmph! The moonlight you searched for seven years is my exclusive teacher now!