An Ancient Book

1. "The Emperor's Picture" is a little yellow mosquito in the name of political intrigue. The protagonist, Shou, is the son of an aristocratic family, and his family is confiscated and exterminated by a tyrant, causing physical and psychological abuse. Yan Xingzhou was deceived by the title of the book and read ninety-nine percent of it, but in the end he was so angry at the ending that he woke up and went back to the time when the protagonist was not raped by the tyrant, sharing the same body with the protagonist. For the sake of the protagonist, and for his own innocence, Yan Xingzhou reluctantly began to live a difficult daily life in the palace. Until the end, the protagonist gets his revenge and ascends to the supreme level. Yan Xingzhou was extremely happy. Who would have thought that as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, he would become a broken sleeve that everyone in the capital screamed at. Yan Xingzhou:...... 2. Ji Yuanqing fell from the clouds into the quagmire and lived humbly in the palace, suffering all the humiliation. He thought he could only walk alone in the darkness, until a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The voice was clear and sweet, clean and thorough, as if it had never seen dirt before, which was in sharp contrast to his filthiness. The two of them had conflicting ideas, but the man kept nagging in his ears. Ji Yuanqing had wanted to kill him countless times. But wait until his great revenge is avenged and he ascends to the supreme throne. The courtiers kowtowed, and all nations came to congratulate—— Only that person disappeared. The new emperor ascended the throne and stayed away from court for three days. The candles in Qianqing Palace burned all night long. Since then, red lanterns have decorated the capital of Dayan, lighting up the way from all directions, just to guide one person home. · Later, later, In the emperor's palace, the candlelight was dim. Yan Xingzhou grabbed the brocade quilt with his fingers and hummed in a thin voice: "I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore..." The man has a thin body, and his crow-feather-like black eyelashes tremble slightly, covering up the paranoid madness in his eyes. But his voice was low, helpless and pitiful: "Yan Yan, do you... Think I'm dirty?" Yan Xingzhou can't stand him like this:... He will die here one day. #He wants to break his legs, fold his wings, lock him in the palace, carry him with him, and never let him go for a moment# #But he can't# ​#For you, I am willing to wear the shackles# ps: Shuangjie Intention: growth