The emperor has been above the Nine Heavens since his birth.
While everyone was admiring, who knew that the seemingly splendid emperor's throne turned out to be a piece of white snow, cold and desolate to the person sitting on it?
The most miserable thing is to be born in an emperor's family, where there is no room for warmth.
This is the story of three generations of emperors, grandfather and grandson.
All kinds of blood and tears are desolate, let the judge comment...
The second generation king of Dazhen Dynasty, Tianyue Emperor Liu Wen.
A man who has been educated to be a king since birth.
In front of him was a country that was in dire straits, poor people, and barbarian foreign enemies peeping at the Central Plains from the north.
Behind him are the fierce eyes of his biological brothers who covet the throne.
In this way, he met that child who was like a newborn bird——
Zheng Xie... Zheng Xie...
His temporary favor made the child spend his whole life chasing after him.
It's just that he really can't afford to give him what he wants...
As an emperor, he can give him everything, gold, silver, jewels, land, servants.
I just can't give him my heart.
Love, he is not qualified to say it——
So I could only watch helplessly as that purely happy child became the most important minister in his court, becoming increasingly cunning and miserable!
Whether this lifetime of torture is joy or sorrow...