After I Started Slacking Off, Li Er Begged Me to Become Emperor

Standing before Li Chengqian now was the Son of Heaven, known as the Heavenly Khan, who had ushered in the Reign of Zhenguan, subdued the barbarians in every direction, and with a single command summoned all nations to pay homage.

He was a man of celestial bearing, with the grace of a dragon and phoenix, and the Tang emperor Li Er, who gazed imperiously in every direction.

Honestly, Li Chengqian was terrified.

He had never dreamed that after waking from a nap, he would transmigrate to the Tang Dynasty and become the crown prince of this flourishing empire, second only to one and above all others: The Outcast.

Unfortunately, the crystal-clear historical knowledge in his mind told him that in less than two years, he would be exiled to Qianzhou for plotting to enrich himself, and die on the way there.

How could that be acceptable?

So Li Chengqian threw caution to the wind and chose to give up trying.

"You only live once, so enjoy yourself while you can. I’m done pretending. I’m laying it all out: whoever wants this lousy crown prince position can have it. From now on, address me by my title. Call me Your Highness, the Crown Prince."

"Go ahead, old man. If you’ve got the nerve, strip me of my crown prince title. I’m done serving you."

The entire court was thrown into a panic. Faced with a crown prince who had given up, the ministers tried every trick in the book. They absolutely could not let the Tang heir apparent fall into someone else’s hands.