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But he simply couldn't understand why such an important matter, a matter concerning the lifeblood of the royal family, would be entrusted to an outsider!
Step by step, he walked into the imperial palace, and anyone who dared to resist along his path was killed.
The floor was stained with fresh blood, his footsteps were damp and sticky, yet each step was firmly planted.
He had never entered the imperial palace so freely, with his head held high and chest out.
When his father was alive, this place was his nightmare. The man on the throne never thought highly of him, and every encounter with that man resulted in a harsh scolding.
Just because his mother was of humble origin, that man had never considered him for the throne, no matter how hard he worked or how well he did.
Even when he sincerely treated everyone with kindness, it wasn't enough to warm their hearts. No one respected him; even the maids and eunuchs gossiped and looked down on him in private.
