I Really Don’t Want to Be a Rebel

After transmigrating into a historical dynasty unlike any he knew, Ye Xiu found himself a bona fide spoiled young master. All he wanted was to live the carefree life of a rich second-generation heir, betting on fighting cocks and walking his birds. Who knew the realm would be in such turmoil?

War raged in the east, famine struck the west, and rebel forces in the north and south all eyed the throne.

Ye Xiu was forced to get involved, too.

Sigh.

If refugees can sit on that throne, and bandits can sit on it, why can’t I, a rich second-generation heir?