I always knew I was sick. But I don't care.
In my previous life, I watched the turmoil in the imperial court with cold eyes, and watched the ministers below me have their own evil intentions. Finally, when the rebels invaded the imperial city, I buried myself and my dormitory in a fire.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was back to the time when I was young and just came to power.
The court was controlled by the regent, and the courtiers in the audience kept saying they were loyal to the emperor and serving the country, but all they could think about was seeking benefits for themselves.
Do I feel tired?
I don't think so.
I saw a somewhat familiar little eunuch kneeling beside my legs and begging.
I couldn't bear to pull him up, and with his full expectation, I untied the clothes he was holding little by little.
"Since the regent wants you to die, then drag him down and chop him down."
I once walked in the darkness, wailing all over the place, and couldn't see the way forward.
And you are the human world.
Cp: Emperor vs loyal and patriotic regent
Demining: The main plot, group portraits, and copywriting may still be changed, but I can only guarantee that it will be an old story.
Intention: Haven't thought about it yet
