Things About Tomorrow

The gilded tiles of the Forbidden City glowed coldly in the dusk, and the candlelight in the side hall of the Qianqing Palace flickered brightly and dimly due to the draft. Zhu Youjian suddenly sat up from the dragon bed, cold sweat soaking through his bright yellow pajamas embroidered with twelve chapters. He held his forehead and panted, with the blue light of the computer screen in the modern rental house still remaining in front of his eyes - three hours ago, he had stayed up all night writing the paper "Analysis of the Feasibility of Fiscal Reform in the Late Ming Dynasty". He suddenly became dizzy mid-typing on the keyboard, and when he opened his eyes again, he became the body of a seventeen-year-old boy emperor.