"Who are you?"
On a rainy night, she picked up a soaked man from the beach.
His eyes were noble and his words were strange. He was holding on to a broken piece of the rudder as if it was his last piece of driftwood.
"Where is this? Where is my fleet?"
He called himself Zhu Yunwen, Emperor Jianwen of the Ming Dynasty.
Everyone advised her that she was a dangerous lunatic or a ridiculous liar.
"Help me."
Until she was cornered by her opponent in the mall, he casually laid out a game, using the lost "Yongle Dadian" thinking.
At that moment, she realized that what she took home was not trouble, but a nuclear weapon that could subvert the entire modern business war.
"I don't care who you are, I just know that I love you."
When the transnational mysterious organization heard the news, and when the identity of the "traveler" ignited global public opinion, he stood at the forefront of the storm, but she resolutely stood in front of him.
But he protected her behind him, facing the world's cameras, just to ask her:
"If I were really the king who subjugated the country six hundred years ago, would you like to... Rule the world with me?"
