Great Qin: The First Emperor Dreams of the Future and Appoints Me Regent

Ying Zheng had an extraordinarily vivid nightmare.

Three years later, he would suddenly die at Shaqiu. Several blood-faced demons would forge an imperial edict and usurp the throne. His children would be slaughtered to the last, and his most trusted ministers would one after another frame him. Rebel armies would storm through Hangu Pass, Xianyang would become a living hell, and the Great Qin Empire would be reduced to scorched earth.

The Ancestral Dragon was afraid.

In the dream, he vaguely remembered a prince sacrificing the only three years of his life to obtain a prophetic dream for him.

That prince was a transmigrator, now Ying Yu, the seventh son of the Ancestral Dragon. Though he was an obscure prince, he could reach the pinnacle of life without lifting a finger.

He had nothing to do, and a fine home, beautiful women, delicious food, and money were all provided by the state. He had planned to spend his days happily doing nothing.

Then the Heavenly Dao System awakened and forcibly took years off his life. With a three-day countdown to his death, he had to stop the book-burning, reform the laws, and become Crown Prince if he wanted to survive.

Did things really have to take such a sharp turn? What the hell, am I allowed to swear?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.