The Crown Prince of Great Song: A Jade Nears the Throne

In a haze, I felt my consciousness breaking free from an abyss. Everything around me seemed blurred and unfamiliar. Faint, clamorous sounds reached my ears: the clang of weapons and the shouts of soldiers. I struggled to open my eyes, but the dazzling sunlight made me dizzy.

As my vision gradually cleared, I realized I was lying on a hard wooden couch, with a layer of coarse straw beneath me. An oil lamp swayed from the tent ceiling, its dim light revealing the old, bare furnishings inside: a battered table, a suit of armor carelessly left in a corner, and several dirt-covered weapons leaning against the tent wall.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.