The Azure Dragon, driven to the brink of despair, was raving mad one moment. The next, he found himself seated in the main hall of the imperial palace, with unfamiliar memories flooding into his mind. It turned out his soul had transmigrated into Chengming, the northern emperor during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The consort seated beside him gazed at him with deep affection. That look was so familiar. “Xiao Ran?”
Several months later, the Azure Dragon had changed his outlook and begun enjoying the life of a supreme ruler. One day, a line of beautiful candidates knelt in the main hall, all with their heads lowered, not daring to move. Just as he was beginning to feel bored, he spotted a woman wearing a hood and looking around. “Oh? Not only are you not afraid, you're looking around too? Interesting.” The Azure Dragon smiled faintly...
