Severe pain struck, and Lin Yue opened his eyes suddenly. What he saw was a carved and painted building, with gilt decorations glowing coldly under the candlelight. Under him was a brocade-covered dragon bed. A respectful call came from his ears: "Your Majesty, the ceremony for offering incense at Nuwa Palace has been prepared. Your Majesty, please move."
Your Majesty? Lin Yue's mind was buzzing, and unfamiliar memories poured in like a tide - he traveled through time, to the end of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and became the human emperor Xin who had been stigmatized for thousands of years in later generations! At this moment, Emperor Xin went to Nuwa Palace to offer incense, and was about to write the frivolous poem that caused trouble.
