Emperor: "My dear, what are you still hesitating about? He is just a prince... He is not my heir. So what if I give it to you?" He picked up the ice-cracked porcelain cup at his hand and took a sip, but his eyes were firmly locked on the Prime Minister, "All I want is you - the majestic Prime Minister, bow your head to me, the imperial power on the dragon throne. In this world, there is no room for any arrogance. Do you understand?" The last word fell lightly, but it was as heavy as a stone.
Queen: "My son... My mother's heart... My mother can't save you... This deep palace is like an abyss, and the imperial power is like a prison..." A drop of hot tears fell silently, hitting the cold floor tiles, and disappeared instantly, "Bless yourself... It's your mother who is... Incompetent..." She closed her eyes and swallowed the last desperate sob back into the depths of her throat.
Prime Minister: "What I want has never been this splendid country, nor the power above ten thousand people." He paused slightly, and the air seemed to be stagnant due to the chill in his words, "What I am looking for... Is that beam of light. It is the beam of light that you abandoned like a worn-out shoe, but tried to use it to tie me down..."
The prince: "Father! Doesn't the emperor want me?" He staggered and wanted to rush towards the emperor, but was pinned to the spot by the prime minister's cold and ruthless gaze halfway, trembling like a frightened little animal. He looked at the Prime Minister in horror, tears rolling down his eyes, "Prime Minister... Prime Minister is so cruel... Oh... Father, save me... Mother, please save me..." That helpless cry was particularly harsh in the deathly silence of the imperial study.
Purpose: Live seriously