After years of peace, the public has broadly turned against war, leaving the Empire short of recruits. To encourage people to enlist, the military has once again launched Crown, its nationwide talent show.
Millions of eyes are fixed on the stage, waiting for the next generation's darling of the nation to be born.
Rumor has it that Gu Lingchen, the original Crown star, the nation's sweetheart, the heir to billions, and the youngest major general in the Empire, will personally produce this season.
Among the many prodigies, nineteen-year-old Huai University student Xia Ange seems utterly insignificant.
Even though she has a million followers and made a fortune of her own, everyone assumes she'll be eliminated in the first round.
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Ever since she was sixteen, Xia Ange has had the same dream.
A cool, noble young man, godlike in his beauty, is restrained by her and forced to bend down, pleasing her.
As if she were defiling a god.
They once fought side by side, were once closer than anyone, once faced death together, and once vowed to grow old together.
“Who says we have no clothes? I'll share my robe with you. I'll mend my spear and lance, and join you against our common foe!”
And in the end, she drove her sword into his heart with her own hands.
“I don't believe in this world, and I don't believe in you.”
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Three years later, after exhausting every effort, she finally secured a ticket to Crown.
The day before the show began, she and the other contestants waited respectfully for the mentors and producer to arrive.
From his lofty seat, the young Imperial major general gazed down at them, utterly nonchalant.
The young man's handsome face held an inhuman chill and allure.
It was exactly the same face as the boy in her dreams.
Gu Lingchen: My ex, who once killed me, has lost her memory and is trying to win me over.
Xia Ange: I lost my memory after killing my husband to attain the Dao, and then ran into my ex, who became my boss.
In those fragmented dreams, the Empire's most exalted heir once knelt on one knee before a fallen commoner girl, fervently yet gingerly trying to please her.
Now, the young ruler holds her confined in a space barely big enough for the two of them, smiling with sinister satisfaction. “If you've forgotten, then we'll try a few more times. I promise I'll help you remember, bit by bit.”
An ambitious, people-elected darling of the nation, seemingly forthright and sunny, but actually cold-blooded and arrogant × a powerful ruler, seemingly aloof and chaste as a flower atop a high peak, but actually a resentful ghost of a husband who's been driven mad for years since his wife killed him to attain the Dao
“Even though she once plunged a dagger into his heart with her own hands, even though he knew her sweet words were all false, he still chose to send her soaring to the heavens.”
“, To see just how far the bone of his bone and blood of his blood, lost among the common folk, who once gave him life and then stripped away every trace of it, could grow.”
“Only you and I are alike.”
Theme: Master both civil and martial arts, then offer your talents to the emperor.
