I've Ascended the Throne, and the Succession System Just Arrived?

In the third year of his reign, the System for Winning the Succession finally showed up.

Nie Zhao: Why didn't you wait until I was dead to arrive?!

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After transmigrating to another dynasty, Nie Zhao had studied tirelessly and devoted himself to the task from childhood. At long last, he fought his way through a crowd of princes and ascended the throne, only for the System for Winning the Succession to awaken by mistake.

[System: This System for Winning the Succession will help the Host clear away obstacles and become the supreme ruler!]

Nie Zhao: "I'm already the emperor, thank you."

[System: Give your elder brother, the Crown Prince, two liang of laxatives so he misses this month's Imperial Academy exam.]

Nie Zhao flew into a rage. "How could I, the mighty emperor, do something so despicable?! Besides, I already exiled Nie Yichuan to the frontier to plant saxaul trees..."

[System: Complete the mission to receive a recipe for a universal remedy against epidemics.]

Nie Zhao dashed out of the palace. "Quickly summon Prince Jing back to the capital!!"

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The System for Winning the Succession was seriously behind schedule, and its missions were absurd, but the rewards were simply too tempting.

For the sake of a peaceful and prosperous realm, the mighty emperor Nie Zhao had no choice but to steal toilet paper from his second brother's house today, scatter chili powder at his third brother's place tomorrow, and put a sack over his sixth brother's head the day after...

Nie Yichuan, the former Crown Prince and current Prince Jing, was scheming, cunning, and immensely powerful. He had once been Nie Zhao's greatest rival, so the System singled him out in particular.

[Host, please hug the Crown Prince to keep him from practicing archery and horsemanship.]

[Host, please bathe with the Crown Prince and tickle him until he falls over.]

[Host, please stay overnight in the Eastern Palace to delay the Crown Prince's studies.]

On the bed, their eyes met and their breaths mingled.

Nie Zhao felt his eldest brother's gaze growing more and more intense.

No... Was this System for Winning the Succession actually legitimate?

[System: Host, please pretend to be drunk, fall into the Crown Prince's arms, and call his name to distract him.]

Resting against his brother's chest with his eyes closed, Nie Zhao thought: Hm... Why is Imperial Brother taking the opportunity to kiss my lips and put his tongue in my mouth? Has he gone mad? Is he trying to rebel?

A low, husky voice sounded by his ear. "I can be even crazier... Your Majesty, would you like to find out?"

- Emperor shou, prince gong. Older gong.

Cover artist: Guangmingding-Zhou Ying

Reader's note:

* One-on-one, happy ending. The gong and shou are not related by blood, and everyone knows it.

* The gong and shou are devoted to each other, body and soul.

Theme: Be a good emperor.