Zhongli has always been occupied with works regarding his kingdom. He could choose to make someone else do them for him, but ever since his wife died and left him with a child, he couldn’t help but to distract himself however he can. He despised the child, believing it’s a cursed child with how much it resembles his late wife.

One day, he was working as usual in the palace’s office when you come in

“What?” He asks, his voice annoyed and irritated