The World of Sorrow and Brocade

"Do you think this world is in your hands? It's just a dream." Nian Jin stood in front of the emperor and pointed at the tip of his nose. "Is this world so important to you?" Yuanli's mouth dripped with bright red blood, and he endured the severe pain and looked at the lovely person in front of him. "If it's not important, why did you kill my father, the emperor, and my queen? Sit on this dragon chair? Now I want you to give up the throne and take off this dragon robe." Nian Jin raised a glass of poisonous wine! "As long as you don't regret it, I will do whatever you want." "Will I regret it? If I regret it, I won't do it." "I hope so." Yuanli smiled, took the woman's wine glass, and drank it in one gulp. Nian Jin was smiling like a flower but couldn't stop the tears from the corners of his eyes. The small seal in his hand was clearly engraved with the words 'Supreme Sorrow Brocade'. The world is finally in my hand.