The King's Assassination

A numb crown prince turned emperor, who hopes his father will die soon, as the seme x a sickly beauty uke who walks on eggshells and wants only to survive

※ Neither lead is a virgin. Includes rebirth and transmigration.

In his previous life, before meeting the uke, the seme was an ordinary crown prince and emperor. By the time the uke was brought before him, he had already become a lowly registered servant, passed from one man's bed to another.

As a prince of Dayan, born to the empress, Xie Zhiyuan wasn't the eldest, but he had the word "legitimate" on his side.

He was made crown prince at birth and installed in the Eastern Palace, with special attendants serving him in every aspect of his daily life.

He ranked outside the line of succession, yet stood as deputy ruler. To put it plainly:

The emperor distrusted him, the court sought fault, the empress plotted, and his maternal clan schemed. His days were hardly full of hope.

Still, the son outlives the father, and everyone gets a turn on the throne. This year, at last, it was my family's turn.

The mourning whites had barely been put away when the new emperor's birthday arrived.

It wasn't yet appropriate to hold a grand birthday banquet, but the ministers who had helped him seize the throne still wanted to find their new emperor some private amusement before the day arrived.

A sword dance, a graceful figure, a beautiful man so delicate he seemed easy to push around: he became the emperor's personally appointed attendant and writing secretary.

Poor little secretary. Frail as a willow in the breeze, he spent his days knitting his brows and coughing softly. Years of depletion had worn him down so badly that even the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau couldn't nurse him back to health.

After trying every method the world had to offer, Xie Zhiyuan could only watch as the life left the man in his arms.

The wind stopped. His heart died. A hundred years passed, and he closed his eyes... Xie Zhiyuan believed he had wronged no one in this life. He only hoped that what his Xiao'er had said was true:

May we meet again in the next life.

Theme: The crown prince stages a rebellion.