Li Rufeng hesitated. He had three choices.
First, do nothing and marry whichever woman he pleased.
Second, go up and chop the Empress to death, gain blood energy, unlock an achievement, and receive an extra reward.
Third, choose the Empress and take her home.
A passage from a scripture suddenly rang out in Li Rufeng’s mind.
Back then, I watched the protagonist of a novel marry an Empress, and I never forgot it.
At that moment, I thought: If I could transmigrate, I would win it all.
Now the Empress was right before me. I had to consider whether this might be my only chance in this lifetime.
Li Rufeng gritted his teeth. Reclaiming the glory of transmigrators was a duty we could not shirk.
May the wind cut the dust, the light clouds cut the moon, the snow cover the red clouds, the frost fill the windows, drink with poems, give the clouds fried tea, the curls relax unintentionally, the flowers bloom and fall as they change, the cold river is fishing alone, the bamboo strings are mixed, the evening drums and morning bells, sit and look at the flowers in the garden, and be intoxicated for just a moment.
I think it's pretty