I Object

The Emperor's Monologue

Ever since I went out of the palace, my attributes have been changing in strange ways.

When it's bad, I'm unfit to be seen in every sense of the word.

So whenever I'm badly injured and my attributes change,

I always have something to say to the general: Hang in there, my dear minister! Once my attributes change back, I'll clean up this mess!

The Slightly More Normal Version

Ever since Bai Bin was struck by lightning, he hasn't felt quite like himself.

His attendant helps the king get dressed. Bai Bin stares silently at his perfectly unharmed hand. Wasn't it just stabbed?! Where's the wound?! Where's the wound?!

Attendant: [The king grows ever more unfathomable!]

Maid: [Why hasn't the general come yet today?]

General Mo Qingwu has barely stepped into the hall when he meets Bai Bin's gaze. Bai Bin turns the words over in his mind, then says, "I'm unhappy."

Bai Bin: [What did I just say?]

Mo Qingwu, utterly baffled: [???]

All the maids and attendants: [!!]

The Imperial Preceptor: Every unintentional absence is the world being rebuilt [I've shed too many tears over this]

One-on-one romance, no angst.

There are supernatural abilities, but no one will be powerful enough to destroy the world. The top and bottom will develop according to circumstances, and anything is possible. Feelings take time and the right opportunity, so there won't be love at first sight. This is a slow-burn story.

The story does not advocate a world where everyone is equal, and there will be BG romance.

This story will not be serialized as a paid novel.

This story is also called "Palace Escape Plan"

"The Days I Was Struck by the Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Progress Bar"

"The Emperor's Cross-Dressing Journey"

"That Sneaky System Next Door"

I'm terrible at writing blurbs, and this one's style is quite different from the actual story.

On hiatus.

I reread the story and realized it felt strange, and that a lot of things didn't add up. I'm putting it on hiatus for a major rewrite.