Wedge:
In the spring of the 20th year of Jinlan Qingyuan's reign, the emperor died.
That year, Su Yuliyuan was ten years old.
Su Yuxi looked at the chaotic court, lowered her head and looked at Su Yuliyuan, who was holding his finger from his waist, and asked softly: "Liyuan, do you want to be the emperor?"
"Does Seventeenth Uncle want it?" Su Yuliyuan was still young at that time and didn't know what the concept of an emperor was, but he knew that if Seventeenth Uncle wanted it, it must be a good thing, so he asked.
Su Yuxi looked at her young nephew and smiled slowly.
In the first year of Jin Lanyuan's reign, Su Yuliyuan, the youngest son of the late emperor, ascended the throne.
The most anticipated brother of the late Emperor, Su Yuxi, the Prince of Qi, led the ministers to kneel down towards the nephew who was ten years younger than him.
In the next fifteen years, Su Yuxi taught Su Yuliyuan bit by bit to become a good emperor. And he himself went from a hot heir to the throne to a powerful regent, and from a royal family member with one hand to a rebellious rebel plotting rebellion.
In the end, Su Yuliyuan asked him why, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at the little emperor's face, drank the prepared poisonous wine in one gulp, and smiled just as he did when he took him to the throne.
His little emperor never knew that everything he did was just to promise him a beautiful kingdom.