Above the Phoenix Tower, Thoughts Are on the Same Frequency

On the wedding night, under the red candle, the third second the new emperor and I looked at each other, we confirmed our identities as time travelers. One second, I was the CEO of a company that was about to go public, and she was the surgeon in charge. At this moment, I am the puppet emperor Xiao Jamel, and she is the unfavored queen Tang Wanqing. The harem was controlled by the Queen Mother, and the former dynasty was ignored by powerful ministers. History books record: Three years later, the emperor died and he died. "Cooperation?" He stretched out his hand, his eyes as sharp as the negotiating table. "Of course." I held on, my logic as clear as the operating table. When the imperial concubine's conspiracy to "condemn the fetus with medicine" swept the court, the Queen Mother forced the palace to use her divine power—— I used modern medical knowledge to deconstruct witchcraft, and he used management thinking to reorganize the imperial court. When a centuries-old family suppresses the imperial power with ancestral systems—— She used "performance appraisal" to rectify the Sixth House, and I used "data governance" to destroy the treasury. We share a secret that transcends time, in this cannibalistic feudal dynasty. I am his only anchor point, and he is my only coordinate. Until the history books are completely rewritten, until the old aristocrat crawling under the dragon chair asks in a trembling voice: "Where do your majesty and empress... Come from?" And he took my hand and declared to this ancient world in front of hundreds of officials and people: "We come from a future that we will eventually arrive at." "And above this Phoenix Tower, only those who have the same thoughts can stand shoulder to shoulder in the world."