My name is Mingru, and I am an emperor.
I saw Meng Yu sitting high on the dragon chair that should belong to me, propping up his chin and looking at everyone in the court.
I was also one of the people in the court. They were kneeling and I was standing, but my hands were also shackled.
Yes, I am a prisoner now because I wanted to assassinate the current emperor a few days ago.
The dog emperor raised his hand and ordered me to go up to the steps, wanting me to kneel beside his dragon chair: "Mingrou, come here."
The eunuch next to him urged him with a sharp voice: "Your Majesty, think deeply, what if she stabs you again?"
Meng Yu sneered, with the wildness of a wolf hidden in his eyes, he said: "She has no knife, only a pair of handcuffed hands."
A short story I wrote before
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