The first half of my life was rough, and the second half of my life was about mothers and sons. Nine of His Majesty's ten sons lost their lives due to competition for favor, but the last one broke his leg when he was thrown off a horse while on the battlefield.
I don't think I'm a good person, but in this deep palace, the only way is to fight and rob, so they won't look down on you. Those minions don't know how to praise someone who is superior and suppress someone who is inferior. The walls of the Forbidden City are so high that no one can get out...