From that day on, I became your stepson. I thought that as the new mother of the country, you would neglect me, or at least not be interested in me. But you don't. ... My father died of illness that day. I thought that with the support of ministers, you would definitely support your own son to ascend the throne, and you would become the young empress dowager who listens behind the curtain and controls the world. But you don't. Yes, there are many things that others should take for granted, but you didn't do them. You just accepted me, loved me, and loved me. So I swear, I will grow up for you and make progress for you. But now, I am no longer the submissive child I used to be. Tomorrow I can raise my arms and control the world. If you are willing to be with me, I will do my best to tolerate you, cherish you, and repay you. But you don't.