[400,000 words]
[They torment each other, dark melodrama, no one says what they mean, mutual suspicion. Read rationally.]
I was emperor for only three months.
But the white-haired imperial physician said he had never seen an emperor as diligent as me.
I thought it was a compliment.
It wasn't until the middle of the night, while reviewing memorials, that I suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. It stained my clothes red, and only then did I realize he had been warning me to take care of my health.
But I understood far too late. When the imperial physician took my pulse, I learned that my illness was terminal and I had little time left.
I wasn't angry. I just wanted to spend what little time I had left looking more closely at the people around me.
Especially my old lover, the Prince Regent.
I went out of my way to find him, only to discover him holding my younger brother in his arms.
My brother, eyes red, said it had simply happened because of love.
The Prince Regent smiled and asked, What if I saw you? So what?
Tsk. They're both grown men, but watching them was disgusting. Absolutely disgusting.
I left, revolted.
But later, the Crown Prince suddenly came to me, too. He said he had never considered me his father, and had always known that my younger brother was his real father.
I was so furious that I spat out blood.
The ministers had always said that the late emperor had actually favored my younger brother, but the Prince Regent had split the imperial edict in two with a single stroke of his blade.
The Prince Regent had also told me that I'd merely taken advantage of my younger brother's quarrel with him and gotten lucky.
Looking at all of them before me,
I finally understood.
I hadn't done a very good job of pretending to be Father.
They had never regarded me as their emperor.
But later, when the imperial physician told them my illness couldn't be cured,
why wouldn't they believe him? They all wept and wailed, and it was so irritating to watch.
The groveling arc will burn bright.
Swap to a new love interest. This is a real stepmother romance, no playing around: the scum gong's own son takes advantage of the opening and claims the throne.
The shou isn't a virgin. He had a relationship with the gong's father, the Prince Regent, but later realized it was all misplaced affection.
^_^
[The political intrigue is practically nonexistent. I'm really bad at plots that require logic.]
Dark, unhinged gong who takes his father's place x Emperor shou
Theme: Keep living, and you'll get to see better scenery
