Balance?
What is that?
That is something only useless people need.
Lu Ziyuan again recalled the day of the palace coup in his past life, when his father, known as a benevolent ruler, kept saying, 'An Emperor, especially one with a mandate from heaven to rejuvenate the dynasty, cannot have weaknesses.'
Thus, the old emperor tacitly approved of Wanwan being poisoned to death.
He thought he could raise a master of destiny for the dynasty, to save the empire on the brink of collapse, and prolong the life of the Great Khan for a hundred years.
Little did he know he had unleashed a madman.
A complete madman.
......
As evening approached at Hezhou Dayang Lake, the sky was aglow with red clouds reflected on the lake's surface, rippling in the water, creating a dazzling, breathtaking scene.
A gigantic two-story pavilion ship floated gently on the water. Xie Wanqing stood at the second-floor window sill, gazing at the crystal-clear lake surface, her emotions calm.
