Go up to the Poor Blue and Fall Down to the Underworld. When You Are Nine Thousand Years Old, Wait for Me.

[The scheming emperor's attack under the year × the cruel eunuch on the surface and the kind heart on the inside + abuse of the body and mind + past and present life] He is the seventh prince who no one cares about. His mother died tragically, and the poison in the meal was the final reminder. In the pouring rain, he knelt before the all-powerful Nine Thousand Years Old, willing to be a pawn just to survive. After four years of dormancy, he used his innocent heart as a mask and the emperor's mental skills as a sharp blade. The moment he sat on the dragon throne, the first imperial edict was not to reward the meritorious officials, but to lock the man who single-handedly pushed him to the throne of God into the deep palace. "Daddy, have you ever used me, deceived me, used me as a pawn - have you ever done this?" The civil and military officials of the court were kneeling on the ground, and no one dared to look up to see the nine-thousand-year-old man who once covered the sky with one hand. Now he was wearing a chain around his neck, but there was a wry smile on his lips. He said: "Whatever your Majesty says shall be whatever it is." He thought it was revenge. In fact, it is a crazy possession that cannot be obtained.