Return to Liao

In the autumn of the third year of the Qing Dynasty, books were burned on a rainy night in Luoyang. Yelvbei, the emperor of the Liao Dynasty, faked his death, tearing apart the disguise of the fallen king of the Liao Dynasty for six years. Everyone knows that he is a weak Confucian king who is obsessed with Chinese literature and has no intention of authority. Even Li Congke and the Queen Mother Shulu have forgotten that he is the eldest son of Taizu and the Marshal of the Liao Dynasty who led the Western Expedition. Behind him, Zhou Pan led the imperial army to pursue him, pressing forward step by step; ahead, the Shulu clan laid out a trap to spy on all sides; Deguang, a compatriot from the same mother, sat on the throne, silent and fearful. From the night crossing in Luoshui to the battle of wits in the post house, from the reunion on the river to the competition in the wilderness, the three forces are intertwined and murderous at every step. He returned north with three secret lines that had been dormant for ten years, never to regain the throne. What he wants is a Liao Dynasty where the people of Hu and Han Dynasties can live. It is a thousand-year foundation promise made to Taizu when he was young, and Han and Tibetan rule together. But in troubled times, the game of chess is never up to anyone. The idealist's journey home is destined to be thorny every step of the way. When the country and the character collide, and the power and the people make choices, the returned human emperor cannot escape the shackles of fate, nor can he change the way in his heart.