Painter Xiao Yao fell to his death during a painting job.
When I woke up from the darkness, I found that I had traveled to ancient times.
Although he is the illegitimate son of the emperor, it is good to have parents;
Although I almost lost my life when being chased, it was good to have a master;
Although he was abandoned and betrayed by his lover, it was good to see the person who was waiting silently.
In his past life, he pursued freedom. This life is no exception.
But... What is freedom? What is freedom? How to be free?
The answer he had originally been sure of had quietly changed amid the changing circumstances...
A year later, I started writing again. It is still my first novel. All comments and suggestions are welcome. Please give me your advice.