Gu Yuanbai transmigrated into a BL book as a sickly emperor with a weak sense of existence. The emperor was a background board. The whole book emphasized the love between the Prince Regent and the No. 1 Beauty in the capital city.
Gu–obsessively ambitious–Yuanbai: I laughed.
He is the emperor. How can he not be in charge of the country, open up new territories to expand the land, and leave his name in the annals of history?
On a certain day, Xue Yuan, the son of the current Great General –who hid a raging ambition– and the future Prince Regent, went into the palace with his father for the first time. From the back of the crowd, he looked up and had a glimpse of the young Son of Heaven
The corner of the born-to-be-rebellious Xue Yuan’s mouth ticked as he thought contemptuously, how could this little emperor look more beautiful than the ladies?
With a sickly body and magnificent mien, how can he govern the Great Heng?
Aren’t you weak?
After offending Gu Yuanbai, Xue Yuan was pressed down by Gu Yuanbai to kneel on the broken porcelain pieces.
Gu Yuanbai coughed softly as the thick snowflakes fell all over his shoulder. Xue Yuan looked gloomy while the blood on his knees dyed a piece of the snowed ground red.
“Zhen is in a bad mood,” Gu Yuanbai glanced at the future Prince Regent. He smiled softly and huskily said, “Don’t make Zhen unhappy. Do you understand?”
Xue Yuan was like a mad dog.
However, Gu Yuanbai was not afraid of anything. He was only afraid that he was not provoking enough. Training a mad dog to be a loyal minister just turned out to let him feel another kind of challenge with his sickly body.
But accidentally, he seemed to over-tame.
 the (rightful) emperor
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