Everyone in the world wants to be king and hegemon. They always dream of being the emperor and overlooking all living beings, strategizing and controlling the world. However, even the royal bloodline cannot win this throne. This can only be a dream that most people dare not even think about. But Qi Chaori did it. He was not resourceful, but a group of good brothers actually helped him sit on the throne. Things that are obtained too easily are unreliable, and sure enough, he was killed with a sword before the chair was even warm.
After rebirth, he asked himself, well, it is tempting to be the Nine-Five Supreme Being above all living beings, but it seems more enjoyable to hold the mountain top with your lover in your arms and drink and have fun all day long. Qi Chaoru didn't know when his heart was moved, but when he saw him, his heart couldn't help but beat violently. He thought that even if he was subjected to everyone's scolding and contemptuous eyes, he would not let him go.
Intention: It's not too late to rein in the situation