The Whole World Bows to Him

Content warning 1: This is a story where the protagonist changes love interests. Readers who require a devoted, exclusive pairing, please stay away! This is a story where the protagonist changes love interests. Readers who require a devoted, exclusive pairing, please stay away!! This is a story where the protagonist changes love interests. Readers who require a devoted, exclusive pairing, please stay away!!!

Content warning 2: The historical setting is fictional, and every detail serves the plot. Readers who demand historical accuracy, please stay away.

Content warning 3: The ending has not been decided.

P.S. The protagonist has no golden finger, does not transmigrate or get reborn, and is a native who does everything by hand.

It was a night of thunder and pouring rain, and Mu Yun's birthday. The first love he had looked forward to seeing sent him to the bed of a country's ruler. The pain of being taken by force and torn apart could not compare to the torment of learning that his love had been misplaced.

For five years, Mu Yun lay low, using the cruelest training to break himself down and rebuild himself. In an airtight cage, he searched for a sliver of hope, until he understood that he faced only one path: a road to certain death.

Xiahou Yan was the dazzling, resplendent "road to certain death" that Mu Yun saw. Seizing this one chance, he slowly bent his fate toward the future he wanted.

When the free-spending Qiao Mingqi asked Mu Yun what his ultimate ambition was, Mu Yun said lightly, "I'm pursuing a road to certain death."

Qiao Mingqi nodded. "Sounds thrilling. I want to try it too."

Many years later, Xiahou Yan gazed down at the prosperous capital beneath his feet and at the map of a unified empire spread across the floor. A tear fell, landing on a small bump in the map. It was the passage where three rivers met, once the site of a tiny kingdom called Qiangyi...

The whole world has bowed before him. Surely that should mean he is happy.

Theme: Spend a lifetime saving the self no one could save back then