I Don't Want the Throne Anymore

Mo Lin was foolish and stubborn, refusing to accept his fate. He was obsessed with surpassing his exceptionally gifted elder brother, whose fame had spread across the four kingdoms. By the time the kingdom fell and his family was destroyed, it was too late for regrets. Given another chance, Mo Lin put on a sheepish smile, sought out his brother, with whom he'd fallen out, and recited Cao Zhi's poem about composing a poem in seven paces. Mo Cheng: Do you really know you were wrong? Mo Lin nodded furiously. But after the brothers made up, Mo Cheng couldn't stand seeing his little brother slack off. He kicked him into the military camp for training and forbade him from using his status as a prince to get special treatment. Mo Lin was dumbfounded. "Brother, can I still go back and fight you for the throne?" Resistance was futile. He shamelessly stayed in the kitchen corps, figuring it had to be the safest place. At least he wouldn't have to go to the battlefield. But who could have guessed that sneaking a little food would land him in such trouble? He was poisoned with the Entangling Venom. Gao Yi was known as the cold-faced general, strict in his discipline. There were no prostitutes in the army, and even the dogs were male. The army's physicians were helpless. When the Crown Prince sent his younger brother to the military camp, Gao Yi knew he was being handed a hot potato. He just hadn't expected it to be this hot. He'd barely looked away, and trouble had already started. Watching the Third Prince cry and fuss, Gao Yi carried him down the mountain along a shortcut to the nearest city, Yaocheng. Whatever else happened, he had to save the prince first. In his previous life, Mo Lin had been hung up in the imperial prison for a year with his shoulder blades pierced. After being reborn, he suffered nightmares every day and was terrified of pain. His teeth chattering from the pain, he hooked an arm around Gao Yi's neck. "If I die, my brother won't let you off." Gao Yi was sweating with worry. "Don't worry, Third Prince. We'll reach Yaocheng soon. Please bear with it a little longer." Mo Lin: "It hurts. I can't bear it. There's another way to cure the poison." Gao Yi: "???" After the outrageous deed, Gao Yi lay on the grass, unable to come to his senses for a long time. This was beyond anything he could understand. From then on, his eyes followed this good-for-nothing prince everywhere, though it seemed the prince treated him no differently from anyone else. Theme: A happy life.