(Not brainless + no cp + tactics + group portrait + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger)
Everyone said that the sixth prince, Xiao Heng, was a piece of cake - he was obsessed with romance and did not care about political affairs. Even during banquets, he would sleep in the side hall with a wine jar until dawn. But no one knows how many calculations are hidden in that rickety folding fan; those eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling have already seen every turmoil in the court.
Intention: Whose family will the throne belong to?