"Brother is so powerful. I wish Li'er could be as powerful as my brother."
On that afternoon when catkins were flying all over the sky, he looked with admiration at his brother who was only five years older than him and murmured. Then he thought of something, and his delicate little face dropped sadly.
"Li'er, look how beautiful this country is? Don't you want it? Do you want to live in your brother's shadow your whole life? Go and take over the world and tell everyone that you are better than him!"
On that moonless night, a woman in a fiery red dress, her features distorted by hatred, and a ferocious face approached her young son almost crazily, and the cold and eerie voice kept echoing in the ears of the pale-faced child.
"His Royal Highness Qibing, the spies came to report rebellion... King Li has taken refuge with King Cang."
That year, he escaped from Kyoto and went to the emperor's uncle with the intention of seizing the throne together. In the same year, the emperor of Zihua Kingdom died, and the emperor's eldest son ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.
"Isn't the brotherhood between you and me for more than ten years not as good as the same throne?"
That day, in front of thousands of troops, he was sitting on a horse in golden armor, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the enemy's position and asked lightly, with a hint of pain in the depths of his dark eyes.
"..."
[This article was co-created by me and Shengying Lingfeng]
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