The Yandere Tyrant Always Wants to Be the Emperor's Uncle

When I ascended the throne at the age of three, my ancestor fed me hallucinogenic elixirs. From then on, everyone I saw looked like a demon seeking life, except for Emperor Uncle Feng Zheng. His palms were warm when he taught me to write, and his eyes were gentle when he fed me medicine. But in the court, he was chatting and laughing with his ancestors, but then turned around and asked me to kill the loyal ministers. "Uncle Huang also thinks I'm crazy, right?" I grabbed his neck and pressed him on the dragon bed, holding the gold hairpin against his beating pulse. His clothes were disheveled but he was still smiling: "If your Majesty really wants to kill me, why wait until today?" My hands were shaking so much that I couldn't hold the hairpin. "You know... I can't bear to part with you." Purpose: Live well, there will be a rainbow after the storm