“Prince Xin is awake.”
“Truly blessed with extraordinary luck.”
“His Majesty has been waiting for some time. Your Highness, get up at once and come with me to the palace,”
the donkey-faced eunuch said loudly, glancing back.
Lu Yongxin sat up and looked at the donkey-faced eunuch, then at the maids and the imperial physician around him.
Memories of his identity flooded his mind.
He had actually slept his way into the Ming dynasty, waking up as Prince Xin, Zhu Youjian.
He was destined to become the Ming dynasty’s most hardworking emperor, laboring day and night for seventeen years without a break.
He made up all the work his older brother, the Tianqi Emperor, and his grandfather, the Wanli Emperor, had left undone.
But all that hard work ended with him hanging from a crooked old tree on Coal Hill.
It's well written and has been put in the recommendation post.