After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

Ten years ago…

The blood color on the empress dowager's lips suddenly faded, and the best rouge from the west could not hide the grayness on her face.

Ten years ago, that was the year when Huan'er took over the government...

It was also that year that she finally realized what a terrifying existence her son had grown into in the Nine-Layered Golden Palace that she could not see!

That night.

This child, who was as beautiful as a fairy from heaven since birth, sat upright on the nine-dragon throne inlaid with gold and gems. She wore black clothes and a jade crown, with almost no makeup, but she was more dazzling than the palace with walls full of gold and jade.

He raised his eyes as if nothing had happened and called her affectionately, "Mother." There was still a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth, but the words he said made her uncontrollably frightened, "Ming Peiyin formed a clique to disrupt politics and was greedy for personal gain, which is fine, but the most hateful thing is that my father treated him with all his heart and entrusted him with the country, but he relied on his power to bully others and speak nonsense about his old master. It makes it difficult for my father's spirit in heaven to rest in peace."

"For such a traitor, in my opinion, it is not too much to exterminate all three clans."

The candlelight flickered, and Chu Huan's extremely long eyelashes cast a deep shadow under his eyes.

The Queen Mother's back trembled slightly. "But after all, he has helped the country in times of crisis, and to the Emperor... we have a teacher-student relationship."

Chu Huan raised his head, smiled noncommittally, and said calmly: "Since the Queen Mother has spoken, I will spare Master Ming's life."

He barely tried to hide his intentions in front of his mother: "It can be considered as helping the emperor and him become a suitable monarch and subject."

After that, he gently kicked the motionless figure at his feet: "Do you understand what the Queen Mother means?"

The young man kneeling under the throne raised his head. He was dressed in snow-white clothes and was so thin that he was almost unrecognizable.

A pair of eyes were black and shiny, looking at his master with burning eyes: "Your Majesty, I understand."

Chu Huan patted his head affectionately: "What a good boy."

The young man obediently rubbed his head against the palm of His Majesty's hand. His skin was as pale as a dead person, but his lips were red enough to bleed.

He was clearly only a fourteen-year-old child, but he looked dead and ghostly.

The Queen Mother was shocked to find that there was a third person in the palace. She took a step back in fear and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man stared at the Queen Mother and smiled brightly: "My Queen Mother, my name is Lu Kui."

Lu Kui!

A white light flashed through the empress dowager's mind. As the empress dowager of the current dynasty, she should not have known this unknown person.

But in a flash, she inexplicably recalled a lawsuit she had heard of in the past: Dali Temple Minister Lu Huaiqing sheltered a rebel party, obstructed the investigation, and was eventually executed in prison.

Ming Peiyin, who was full of vigor and power at the time, casually commented: "Lu Huaiqing was full of scholarly ambitions, so he died. But his wife was also stubborn, entangled endlessly, and didn't know how to advance or retreat. She died in vain."

She sighed when she heard it, "It doesn't matter if she dies, but it's a pity for the young son in the family. He will become an orphan from now on. I'm afraid no one will take care of him and he will have to live a miserable life."

Looking at those dark eyes, the Queen Mother broke out in a cold sweat: "You are Lu Huaiqing's son!"

The young man ignored her and kowtowed three times to the emperor. In an instant he disappeared into the Forbidden Palace in the middle of the night.

Later, there was that unsolved case that was famous all over the world.

The eldest son of the powerful Ming Taifu, who was most valued by him, died suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Peiyin, who was attending the funeral of his son, broke his thigh and shattered his tibia. He was in excruciating pain and could not walk on his own for the rest of his life.

Later, Taifu Ming retired and returned to his hometown, while his second son stayed in Beijing to hold an official position... At this point, the once-powerful "Ming Party" fell apart, and within a year, the party was scattered.

Chu Huan really did as he promised and spared Taifu Ming's life. From then on, no one could restrain the emperor.

Waking up from the memory, the Queen Mother shuddered slightly. It had been ten years...

Ten years was too long, so long that everyone regarded their Majesty as a wise and holy ruler who ruled the country with ease. It was so long that they forgot...

What a sharp sword the young Emperor Zhaoyuan had!