The Imperial Capital of Baili

Ye Zhaozhao, a twenty-eight-year-old web novelist, pours her heart and soul into writing the million-character historical romance A Single Thought of the Capital, creating a flourishing imperial capital stretching a hundred miles across.

After a car accident, she opens her eyes to find she has transmigrated into the book as Ji Qianqian, the legitimate daughter of a chancellor.

She thinks that, with the complete story in hand, she can enjoy life in this fictional world, set the household in order, reform the markets, and create the bustling, prosperous world she has always longed for.

But she soon realizes that something is very wrong.

The common people’s words and actions are disordered, foreign nobles often freeze and glitch, and time resets and rewinds after death.

This is not a fictional world. It is a prison of reincarnation controlled by someone behind the scenes.

Death means a restart, and she is the only one who retains her memories.

With each cycle, the plot veers further off course. A prince pursues her relentlessly, ambushes on the main street come one after another, and black-clad controllers hunt down anomalies throughout the city. Every person in the city is a prefab bionic shell.

She nearly dies countless times, and starts over countless times.

She meets Xiao Chengyan, whose soul bears the lingering traces of sharing life and death with her through the cycles. His memories are wiped clean, but his instinct to protect her never fades.

“The script is fake, the golden age is fake, and even this world is fake.”

When a city on paper becomes a prison, its author becomes a prisoner.

Ye Zhaozhao refuses to remain trapped in an endless cycle, at the mercy of others. Standing side by side with Xiao Chengyan, she tears away the false splendor and raises her sword against the player behind the scenes, determined to carve out a real human world in this illusory paradise.