[Multiple Heroines, Empress, Regretful Pursuit, Behind-the-Scenes Scheming, Everyday Life]
After transmigrating, he accidentally wandered into the imperial household and became the sweet, foolish childhood friend whom the empress discarded as a burden.
Yun Muyuan bound himself to the [God-Tier Prodigal System]. Spend money to grow stronger? He laughed.
From then on, Dali gained a wastrel heir who scattered money like water: he crossed swords with a saintess of the martial world on snowy nights, hunted alongside a Northern Mang princess in the desert, spent a fortune to win a courtesan’s smile, and traded barbs with a female Confucian scholar…
The proud empress fumed in her palace: “I let you go back then to protect you, and now you spend every day drinking with beauties in your arms?”
Yet she had no idea that every coin Yun Muyuan squandered became strength capable of overturning the world, and every beauty he befriended was a hidden piece in a game that could shake the realm.
Until Northern Mang’s cavalry allied with the vassal princes and laid siege to the capital. The realm teetered on the brink of collapse!
At the height of despair, amid the beacon fires, armored troops surged like a tide.
The wastrel mocked by all the world turned back on his silver horse, lance in hand, before an army of thousands:
“Lu Zhaohua, I’ll defend your realm today. From now on, we owe each other nothing!”
His voice rang across the land. The army fell silent.
But this time, atop the city wall and before all three armies, the empress cried out, her voice trembling:
“Yun Muyuan! Will you marry me?!”
“If you say yes… I’ll give you my realm, stretching ten thousand miles, as my dowry, and wait for you to claim me!”
