Ji Weiqiu transmigrated into a book and became the ninth imperial prince. When he was six, his older brother, Ji Su, offed all their disobedient brothers.

In the vast nation, only two princes were left: one eighteen, the other six. Their father was paralyzed by a stroke, and his older brother became the regent.

Looking at his brother’s pensive gaze, Ji Weiqiu always felt the hairs on his back stand on end…

Ah, this…

So what was he to do?

——Thinking about it from another angle, he was an imperial relative. His older brother was the current Crown Prince and the future emperor.

As long as he didn’t covet the throne and didn’t oppose his brother, he could live off the state for the rest of his life and s-w-a-g-g-e-r his way through the entire country!

Who could possibly have a better starting hand than this?!

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“Prince, where are we going today?”

“Let’s go! First to Piaoxiang Tower, then to Hongxiu Pavilion, and then to the Changlai Gambling House!”

“…Prince?”

Protagonist: What the hell do you know? I’m dutifully playing the part of a wastrel!

#Are you kidding me? If I don’t seize this chance to slack off, am I supposed to wait to usurp the throne and become emperor?#

#A job where you sleep later than a dog and wake up earlier than a chicken? I wouldn’t take it even if it were handed to me on a silver platter.#

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