From the moment I was born, my Father Emperor could hear my inner thoughts.
[Whoa, so my Father Emperor is actually a brilliant and divine Emperor for the Ages!]
[It’s a pity he has a few stains on his record.]
[First, he’ll act on impulse and execute a great hero who served him well, only to cry afterward and curse others for not stopping him.]
[Then, he’ll execute the Chief Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, brewing a wrongful case that will shock the world for centuries, all while shifting the blame onto his ministers.]
[He’ll praise the Grand Preceptor as a ‘clear mirror’ in public, but after the man dies, he’ll raid his tomb and whip the corpse.]
[And the biggest death wish of all: he clearly loves my Mother Empress so much, yet he insists on making her give birth over and over again. When she eventually dies in childbed, he’ll be holding some other beauty while reminiscing about my mother. What a total scumbag.]
My Father Emperor’s brow twitched again and again. Finally, he couldn’t hold it together anymore.
“Quickly! Go and invite the masters from Huguo Temple!”
