The Thorn in My Heart for so Many Years

For the throne, Chu Mingyuan wouldn't hesitate to harm his young brother, kill concubines, or even commit matricide and filicide!

Becoming emperor mattered more to him than anything else!

"Heh."

Chu Yihan's lips curled into a scornful smile. "Since you're so fond of the throne, then by all means, keep sitting there."

Chu Mingyuan trembled. "What... what do you mean?"

He didn't plan to kill him?

He was a powerless loner, Chu Mingyuan couldn't fathom why Chu Yihan, now having him at his mercy, didn't exact revenge and instead allowed him to remain on the throne.

"Killing you would be simple, but you've coveted this throne for so long. I'll let you sit there until your dying breath!"

Chu Yihan pressed the tip of his sword against Chu Mingyuan's neck, drawing a shallow wound. It wasn't fatal, but the sensation of blood seeping out was enough to instill fear and dread.