Taking the Blame for Someone Else

No one has it worse than me. Fine, I transmigrated, but I had to transmigrate as a hostage prince, one whom the emperor, the prime minister, the imperial preceptor, and all sorts of unknown people loved with an almost deadly devotion. Heavens, I'm not into men!

After much trouble, I finally got my hands on the legendary disguise that was the most lifelike and long-lasting of them all, disguised myself as my own servant, and planned everything out. I was just about to escape this wretched imperial palace, but, as luck would have it, I got knocked out and lost my memory.

After listening to the other servants jabber on, I learned that I was a servant who had lost his master. And so my miserable life began...