Daming: Wei Zhongxian, Don't Die First

"You are?" "Your Majesty, your servant King Cheng'en." The young man was confused. Isn't he still at work? He is Wang Chengen, then who am I? Huge panic spread instantly. Only then did he remember to observe his surroundings. When he looked up, he saw that they were all wooden buildings. His hands trembled slightly and he hurriedly walked out of the door. What he saw was exactly the same as the Forbidden City he had seen on the Internet. It took a long time to accept the fact that I had traveled through time. "What time is it now?" "Your Majesty, it's the first day of November in the seventh year of the Apocalypse." Wang Cheng'en didn't know why and waited carefully. "Seven years after the apocalypse, it's still too late, Wei Zhongxian, please don't die first!" Zhu Youjian muttered to himself.