A Day in the Life of a Fainthearted Emperor's Son

Me, a tyrant's son.

I was born to shoulder the burden of bringing about the fall of the kingdom.

In my first transmigrated life, I spent every day indulging myself, admiring figurines, hanfu, jewels, and other rare treasures while waiting to inherit the throne as a useless emperor and destroy the country.

But before I could take the throne, my tyrant of a father destroyed the kingdom himself. His forcibly acquired male favorite rebelled, and even took the dynasty's name from you.

How is that fair? I never even became emperor, so how am I supposed to beat this tyrant simulator?

Starting over in my second life.

Me, a tyrant's son.

Huh? Something's not quite right.

The tyrant didn't take his male favorite by force. The favorite actually offered himself to my tyrant father. Hey, what are you two doing? Were you reborn too? Are you acting out some kind of "chase your wife to the crematorium" drama?

Did anyone ask the victim what he thinks?

Now the couple has teamed up to restore the glory of the feudal system.

Faced with this situation, the first thing to do is pull out a sickle and hammer and shout: "You bastards, your worker grandpa is here!"

Ever since His Majesty fell into the water, he's been like a different person. He no longer goes south to build palaces, and works diligently at governing every day, as if he's finally seen the light.

Even the "useless" crown prince is following his example. He picks up books, spreads out paper, grinds ink, and sets his brush to the page: "Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Rise up, and let the raging flames of the red revolution..."

It's all quite baffling.

A deeply entrenched, power-hungry, unhinged official and tutor x an idealistic revolutionary crown prince

Theme: Courage is humanity's anthem.