After Fighting for the Throne for Ten Years, It Was Discovered That He Was a Fake Prince

Cruel and ruthless, career-minded, irritable and influenced by X, world-weary salted fish, well-dressed beasts, love-minded and brain-attacked Chu Mingxuan worked diligently to fight for the throne for more than ten years. He involved the prince, fought against the princess, worked with courtiers, and formed cliques for personal gain. He was about to succeed in becoming the crown prince after his nine sons succeeded him. Suddenly, a shocking news broke out. He was not the emperor's biological son, but he was hugged by the wrong person back then. Because of their years of friendship, the emperor adopted him as his adopted son, but he had no chance of becoming the prince. Years of hard work went down the drain, and Chu Mingxuan exploded with anger. Damn it, even if I can't be a prince, I still have to be the powerful official behind the real prince. * Xiao Wanzhi grew up rough and tumbled, illiterate and full of bad deeds. When Chu Mingxuan found him, he was squatting at the entrance of the village with a few rogues to watch a dog fight. I thought I could only eat and wait for death in this life. Until that day, the noble beauty who looked like a banished immortal appeared in front of him. She broke his little wooden stick with her beautiful fingers, grabbed his collar and said: "From now on, I am your brother. I will teach you how to win the rightful son among the nine sons. You'd better become the emperor for me, otherwise we both will die." He jumped from a street scoundrel to a prince. The fairy brother taught him how to read and practice martial arts every day, defeat the prince, and win over the ministers... Looking at the ambitious and accomplished beauty, the world-weary salted fish suddenly felt that he could still be frightened a little longer. At the palace dinner, aristocratic families gathered together, and Xiao Manzhi, who had just returned from outside, inevitably made a joke. Everyone thought that Chu Mingxuan had planned for many years to make wedding clothes for others, and he must have hated the man who went to the countryside. Unexpectedly, as soon as the mocking words were spoken, the man was kicked out. "Bastard, you're just slapping me in the face by scolding him. Do you want everyone in the world to think that I'm some sinister and sinister villain who is determined to retaliate?" Chu Mingxuan single-handedly defeated everyone who wanted to test and laugh at him. From that day on, he was completely his dog. * Xiao Manzhi finally became the prince and acted more and more like a prince, but things seemed to be getting out of control. The powerful ministers and princes gradually fell from power, and the noble families came to join him one after another. He didn't even know how Xiao Wanzhi did it. When Chu Mingxuan rushed over to question him, the man was dressed in splendid and elegant clothes. He bent over and smiled at him and said, "How about you kiss me, brother, and I'll tell you?" Chu Mingxuan was so angry that he slapped him in the face, and when the fragrant wind came, the man smiled and leaned over to the other half of his face, "I want it here too." Later, Chu Mingxuan proposed to let Xiao Wanzhi marry the daughter of a certain family. He persuaded her earnestly for several days, and when he woke up again, he was in Xiao Wanzhi's bed. The gold chain and iron lock imprisoned him, and a man opened the beaded curtain and walked slowly, like a beast in human skin, with sinister eyes full of desire for possession, "Brother, I am very angry, please coax me, otherwise I will not let you go." As soon as Chu Mingxuan gritted his teeth and cursed, "Go away," the bastard lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, tearing his clothes to pieces, and the chains shook with the sound. He subconsciously wanted to run away, but someone grabbed his ankle and caught him back, "Brother, if you allow me, I will be your puppet emperor." Chu Mingxuan: ... He didn't find a puppet emperor, he clearly raised a wolf Intention: When you open the history book, there are only four words: Striving to be the emperor