As the least favored prince, Yan Lin never expected the emperor to assign him a study companion one day.
Yet on the very first day, Fu Bei smiled and took the last piece of meat right off his plate.
Yan Lin's mouth twitched. "Just you wait."
The palace lackeys kept reaching further and further, until they were about to set their sights on Fu Bei.
And so Yan Lin's rise to power as a prince from the cold palace began.
Years of working together and keeping each other company were on the verge of collapse at the last moment, turning them into the most familiar of strangers.
Many ministers urged the new young emperor to take consorts. After he ordered a few of them beaten, no one dared say another word.
The Empress Dowager: "Son, why?"
Yan Lin: "Heh. I'm still pursuing him."
Theme: The Crouching Fish's Rise-to-Power Plan
"Splitting" creates a big problem for the author~ Fubei