On the eve of the college entrance examination, Zhao Wuyou woke up from a dream and became the imperial doctor of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.
He rescued Qian Hongzuo, King of Wuyue who should have died young, and used modern medical skills to prolong the life of this small and peaceful country for thirty years. But he didn't know that he was actually the thirty-seventh generation grandson of Zhao Kuangyin - on the other side of his bloodline was his brother Chen Qiao's grand cause of the rebellion; the land in front of him was the peaceful world that he personally guarded.
What was even more inescapable was the girl who prepared medicine for him under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It wasn't until she died that he knew she was the daughter of his ancestors who had left him in this world.
When Chen Qiao suddenly changed, and the shadows of candles and axes were heard one after another, when the brothers turned against each other and the lover died, he finally died in depression on the bank of the Qiantang River.
When I woke up after a thousand years, there was only one line left in the history book: "Qian Hongzuo reigned for thirty-six years, and the country of Wuyue became rich and powerful."
No one knows that those extra thirty years were bought in one person's life. No one knows that under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the West Lake, there is always a voice asking——
"Back?"
