From Cold Palace Prince to Ruler of the Realm

Transmigrated into the much-bullied, overlooked prince, Xiao Ning decides to go crazy. The palace servants cut his meals? He smashes up the Bureau of Food and sneers, “From today on, my rules are the rules!” His brothers insult him without restraint? He beats one of them in public until he can barely take care of himself. His face covered in blood, he grins boldly. “My life is worthless. Trading it for your pampered, precious one is worth it!” Everyone thinks he’s finished, waiting for him to be sentenced to death. Instead, he drags his battered body into the golden hall and slaps a crime-solving report based on modern methods onto the imperial desk. “Father, I have used scientific methods to find the real culprit in the Zhao Wuque case.” “Now, can we talk about granting me a princely title and my own residence?” Many years later, Xiao Ning sits beside the imperial throne, weary of it all. Looking back, he sees a sea of people kneeling behind him, their cries shaking the heavens: “Long live Your Highness! Long live Your Highness! A long, long life to Your Highness!” Xiao Ning looks back at the view behind him and murmurs, “Ruling the world? It’s nothing special!”