At the age of twelve, Song Zhengming stepped into the palace for the first time when he was a student of the prince. He was as cautious as walking on thin ice.
"But Gu's companion is here?" The young and clear child's voice was his only comfort in the palace.
Many years later, the companion of that year overcame all obstacles and ascended to the throne.
"Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty." The originally clear voice was filled with a hint of hoarseness, like a feather gently scratching his heart.
——I originally thought that entering the palace would be my calamity, but I was wrong.
——It turns out that you are my calamity.
Intention: Good fortune plays tricks on people