Ye Chen foi cortado na garganta durante um incidente médico e atravessou-se para o nono príncipe da Dinastia Da Yu. Ele descobre de forma trágica que neste mundo, o nono príncipe não é apenas um lacaiosco, a mulher que ele mais ama foi roubada por seu pai biológico, o Imperador Qingli. Agora também está sendo caluniado por conspiração de traição nos bastidores por seu pai. Tal abertura desastrosa, como Ye Chen deve escapar da armadilha e contra-atacar...
Canglan Realm, Dayu Dynasty.
In the imperial capital, inside the grand Hall of Supreme Harmony, all the high officials stood in solemn silence.
“Unfilial son! You conspired to rebel and even attempted to murder Noble Consort Ling. Do you admit your crimes?”
“Admit what crime? I know nothing of it!”
Emperor Qingli, draped in a dragon-embroidered robe, sat upright upon the dragon throne, his voice thunderous and severe.
In the center of the hall stood the Ninth Prince, Prince Yan, Ye Chen, drenched in blood, hurling curses in defiant rage, causing the officials to murmur in shock. None could fathom how the once gentle and refined Ninth Prince had become like this.
At this moment, Ye Chen clutched his head in agony, muttering curses.
“Idiot! You gave her your heart, yet she became your father’s woman. Dogs that grovel for love never come to a good end!”
As torrents of memory flooded his mind, the Ye Chen standing here was no longer the Ye Chen of the Canglan Realm, but Ye Chen of Blue Star Huaxia, heir to a lineage of traditional medicine. Just moments ago, he had been murdered, his throat slit by a disgruntled patient.
How absurd! I saved countless lives in my time, yet could not save myself, and now I awaken in the body of this miserable wretch.
“Outrageous son! With evidence and witnesses in hand, you dare spew filth and attempt to defend yourself?”
Emperor Qingli, a second-rank martial master, bellowed with fury, a crushing martial aura bearing down on Ye Chen.
Blood spurted from Ye Chen’s lips, his