I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

When Li Chengqian blurted out the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, his heart, which had been tightly bound by heavy pressure, was suddenly gently brushed by a warm light. An indescribable feeling of relief slowly spread in his heart, allowing him to breathe a little.

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, his extremely noble status represents supreme power in the eyes of the world, and it is a pinnacle that countless people dream of but cannot reach.

But deep in Li Chengqian's heart, there is a broader world, that is his ideal world.

He longed to break the existing old rules and regulations and build a fair, just and vibrant Tang Dynasty, so that every citizen could live and work in peace and contentment on this land and shine with their own brilliance.

But this great ideal came into sharp conflict with his imperial position.

He often wandered alone in the corridors of the palace in the dead of night, gazing at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. He was filled with sorrow but had no one to confide in. He could only silently bury the pain deep in his heart, letting it grow wildly in the corners of his heart, gnawing at his soul.

Fang Xuanling, a highly respected old minister, was like a beacon of light and became the only outsider to whom Li Chengqian could express his true feelings without reservation.

Fang Xuanling had experienced many ups and downs in life, and was able to see through Li Chengqian's majestic imperial appearance and see the passionate and lonely soul deep in his heart.

Although he owned the whole world and could enjoy all the wealth and glory in this world as he pleased, these external materials could not truly fill his heart.

Deep in his soul, he was always closely connected with the lower-class people who were struggling for their livelihood and survival, because he understood that he was not only the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, shouldering the heavy responsibility of ruling the country, nor was he just the Li Chengqian admired by everyone, but also an ordinary member of the millions of people.

His teacher's words gave him an unshakable belief. No matter what difficulties and obstacles were waiting for him ahead, he would never betray his teacher and would never give up his ideals.

In this long journey of pursuing his dreams, he never retreated or changed his original intention.

Fang Xuanling listened quietly to Li Chengqian's words, with all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined in his heart.

He looked at the extraordinary emperor in front of him, his eyes filled with pain.

The path His Majesty has chosen is full of unknowns and will face countless difficulties, but he also understands that His Majesty...

His determination is so strong that nothing can take it away!

For a moment, Fang Xuanling felt as if something was choking his throat. Thousands of words came to his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

In the end, he just silently stretched out his wrinkled hands, tightly held Li Chengqian's hands, and silently expressed his support for His Majesty.

In Fang Xuanling's eyes, Li Chengqian was not only an emperor, but also a child whom he loved from the bottom of his heart, a poor child who was drifting and struggling alone in the storm of his ideals.

Perhaps in this world, he was the only one who could truly understand His Majesty's inner pain, and he was the only one who could see the loneliness he might have to endure in the future. This heartache gently stung his heart.

"What a pity, Your Majesty. I'm afraid my old bones won't last much longer. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany Your Majesty through the next stormy journey."

"If I could borrow a little more time from heaven, even just a short while longer, I could continue to help Your Majesty solve his problems and relieve some of the pressure."