In the third year of Dajing, the new emperor Shen Qingyan ascended the throne for three years. He only had a dragon robe and no imperial power.
The powerful ministers in the court are divided, and the clan is eyeing him. He is a puppet emperor who can be bullied by everyone.
The only person in the government and the public who can control mountains and rivers and control life and death is the cold-blooded and powerful nine-thousand-year-old Gong Xu.
Everyone in the world fears him, spits on him, and hates him.
Only Shen Qingyan bowed step by step, pretending to be docile and actively attached.
He wants to use the overwhelming power of nine thousand years to endure and hibernate, secretly hoarding his wings, and one day be able to control the mountains and rivers, and arbitrarily determine the world.
He plotted against him, used him, and curry favor with him.
Little did he know that the coldest and cruelest official in the world had already given him all his love.
The king and his ministers are humble, and the etiquette is as high as a mountain.
One person hides his edge with forbearance, and hides his ambition with his bones.
One man has the power to dominate the world, but he only protects one person.
The taboo pulls and sinks step by step.
It starts with utilization and ends with the rest of life.
