The Superpowered, Useless Crown Prince: My White Moonlight Becomes Empress

The day I transmigrated into the disgraced crown prince, I felt a bronze plaque inside a coffin in the imperial mausoleum. Engraved on it were the words, “The emperor guards the nation’s gates; the ruler dies for the state.” It was the handwriting of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, which I had practiced copying in my previous life.

The instant my fingertip touched it, the phantom image of Qin Shi Huang drew his sword behind me. From then on, Emperor Gaozu of Han helped me gamble, while Emperor Taizong of Tang trained my troops. When I led my army to breach the enemy capital, the female emperor on the dragon throne slowly raised her head. That face was unmistakably the woman I had missed out on in my previous life. Her cinnabar-painted fingers brushed her eye. “The phantom behind you, dear subject, looks a lot like someone I once knew.” I smiled and summoned a version of myself in a plaid shirt. “Your Majesty, do you mean this fellow?”