Lu Xingye, an office drone burdened by the 996 work schedule, couldn't sleep after finishing a power fantasy novel late one night called The Rise of a Commoner: I Treat the Emperor as a Puppet.
It was only because the puppet emperor in the book had exactly the same name as him. Anyone who had read a book knew how serious that was. Sure enough, he transmigrated after managing to memorize only the outline.
The moment he opened his eyes, a person dressed as a eunuch pointed at him and cursed:
“Pah! Good-for-nothing!”
“Good-for-nothing? Me?” Lu Xingye pointed at himself.
The little eunuch stuck his nose in the air, put his hands on his hips, and repeated:
“That's right! You're a good-for-nothing!”
Lu Xingye grinned, showing a row of gleaming white teeth.
“You've got a good eye.”
“...”
And so, after transmigrating, Lu Xingye took the position of puppet emperor thanks to his outstanding ability to lie flat. His good attitude and excellent performance earned him a certain degree of freedom.
One morning, as the first rays of sunlight fell, Lu Xingye encountered a cool, beautiful woman in the imperial garden. He fell for her at first sight; even every strand of her hair was beautiful enough to touch his heart.
He wiped away the nonexistent drool at the corner of his mouth and thought:
Amitabha. Even a puppet emperor gets his springtime.
He'd always said that, as an emperor, even if the book never mentioned it, surely he couldn't be without a single wife.
So he swept back his bangs and raised the corners of his mouth in a perfectly timed smile.
“Beautiful lady, how lonely it must be to admire the flowers alone. Would you let me keep you company?”
Duanmuyuan, the biggest villain in the entire book, whom neither people nor animals dared approach within ten meters:
“?”
Theme: Brave little oxen aren't afraid of difficulties.
