[It should also be a short article. This is the first version of the copy and will be revised.
Jiang Wenxuan and He Fuzhi are close acquaintances, lovers who share the joys and sorrows together and share the same mind.
Before He Fuzhi proclaimed himself emperor, he was everything to Jiang Wenxuan.
The two had known each other since Wei, and he had seen He Fuzhi's dejected state, full of ambition and nowhere to express it. He had also seen He Fuzhi's gentleness when he took possession of him, and how he murmured his name in his sleep.
The two of them once fought together on the battlefield to protect their home and country. When he was surrounded and suppressed by the rebels, it was He Fuzhi who tried his best to protect him from leaving.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
And people will always change.
On the day He Fuzhi ascended to the throne, everything for him was ruined because of He Fuzhi. His relatives were confiscated and his power was emptied out. He even watched in the harem as He Fuzhi accepted newcomers one after another.
Jiang Wenxuan originally thought he would be trapped in the harem for the rest of his life, with no hope of success, but the system came to the door and promised to let him go home as long as he agreed to live broadcast.
He ran up the high wall without looking back. The wind on the tower that night was so strong that he was blown away. He jumped off the high wall under He Fuzhi's eye-splitting gaze, and returned to modern times painlessly.
Shortly after Jiang Wenxuan's death, mysterious blue light curtains appeared in various places. In the light curtain, he came back from the dead, showing the mysterious interstellar civilization in front of everyone.
The vastness of thousands of planets.
Interstellar travel at the speed of light in the blink of an eye.
Countless alien creatures.
A gorgeous and fantastic holographic game.
Under the singing tower of Durham Star, Jiang Wenxuan and his new boyfriend were kissing in the crowd. Outside the screen, the new emperor looked at the light screen with red eyes, gritting his teeth, but was powerless.
Crematorium replaced by humanities
Intention: Persistence is victory!