When I opened my eyes, I saw a bright yellow curtain in front of me.
The dragon pattern embroidered with gold silk shone in the candlelight, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood, and the eunuch's high-pitched voice came to his ears: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court."
My brain exploded with a buzzing sound.
Wait, Your Majesty? What emperor? Didn't I brag to friends in the live broadcast room last night, saying that if I traveled through time, I would definitely become the emperor? At that time, I had just finished my third bottle of beer, and my tongue was so big that I slapped the table at the camera: "If I could time travel, I would definitely be more awesome than Kangxi!"
Then I broke the film.
When I woke up again, I was lying on a big bed decorated with dragons and phoenixes. I was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a heavy crown on my head.
I subconsciously touched my face - there was no beard. Then he looked down at his hands - they were white and tender, and his nails were neatly manicured.
Kangxi was only eight years old when he ascended the throne, but with my hands now, I am at least seventeen or eighteen years old.
Before I could finish digesting this information, a translucent holographic screen suddenly popped up in front of me, with densely packed words on it like a barrage——
