Master, It's Time to Lose Your Mask [Rebirth]

[One sentence introduction] The imperial master who was sentenced to death came back again and became the male favorite of his rebel disciple. Copywriting Former Imperial College student Meng Lian was sent away with a glass of poisoned wine by the student he raised. Before dying, the rebel shouted "Meng Lian!!" With red eyes. Meng Lian thought: Bad luck. When he opened his eyes again, he became Wu Alian, the young boy in the land of fireworks, who was picked up by the dog emperor Li Xin and brought back to the palace to be his male favorite. No memory, no identity, no rank. Aunt Xi taught him how to have fleeting eyes, and he froze people into ice sculptures with one strike of his eyes; taught him how to move lightly in lotus steps, and he took steps that would make him disown his relatives. Grandma collapsed: "Sir, do you want to think about something happy?" Meng Lian: "I've thought about it. No." In the court, he pretended to be stupid and went around in a daze. Behind his back, he used an old book to turn things around, punishing corrupt officials until they cried for their fathers, and taking money from their pockets to repair water conservancy projects. On the surface, he is working for the emperor. In fact, he is paving the way for himself. Until one day, the Dog Emperor pushed him into the corner and asked with red eyes—— "Who are you?" Meng Lian raised his eyes and his voice was as calm as saying that the weather is good today: "Didn't Your Majesty already know this?" Black Lotus False Virgin · Lazy and dignified · Bai Qie Hei Shi Zun Shou Meng Lian·Former Imperial Academy Wine Sacrifice·Reborn Male Favorite | Li Xin·Ninth Prince·Current Monarch Food guide: 1. The two strong forces are at odds with each other, and the master and apprentice are heartbroken in the early stage. 2. Feeling is the true black heart lotus, the moral bottom line is flexible; attacking is the true crazy critic, affectionate and extreme coexist 3. The emotional line is sour and sharp. Intent: Between hypocrisy and truth, only by tearing apart the mask can we touch the true heart.