In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Zhu Xiongying, the eight-year-old grandson of the Ming emperor, came back from the dead, frightening the Lu family. From that moment on, the soul from the later generations in his body has only one purpose, to live. He has already died once, in the life and death of the palace full of crises and conspiracies, and in the complicated court battles of treacherous and changing forces. How to break the situation? That day, eight-year-old Zhu Xiongying picked up a butcher knife. Everyone deceived me because I was young and weak, so I, as an eight-year-old, killed the palace with blood flowing into a river, killed all the officials in the court, bowed their heads, and made the sun and the moon change in this Ming Dynasty. I, Zhu Xiongying, killed me through this Ming Dynasty.
