A Century of Taking Consorts: From Retired Emperor to Immortal Patriarch
When Zheng Yi woke up, he found himself transported to an ancient world, only to discover that he had become the founding emperor of a new dynasty. Before he could even make sense of his situation, a
“Those with a memorial, report; those without, withdraw from court~”
A raspy voice, like that of a drake, startled Zheng Yi from his drowsiness.
He blinked open his eyes, and to his astonishment found himself seated atop a high platform clad in bright yellow. Beneath him was a golden dragon throne, and he wore an equally splendid imperial robe of yellow. Before him stood a host of ministers and generals, all in respectful attendance; the surroundings were carved with dragons and phoenixes, a display of utmost luxury.
“What’s happening to me?... Am I dreaming? Or have I traveled through time?”
Zheng Yi gazed at the scene before him in disbelief. Last night, he’d been wandering through the antique market, bought a few odds and ends, then returned to his rented room to sleep. Yet upon waking, he wasn’t in his modest apartment, but in this opulent palace.
A dream! It must be a dream!
“Your servant has a memorial to present!”
Suddenly, an elderly man with snow-white hair and beard stepped forward and said respectfully, “Your Majesty, the Second Prince has raided Luo City, letting his soldiers pillage the people and slaughter innocents, leaving the populace destitute. I beseech Your Majesty to punish the Second Prince!”
“What’s going on?” Zheng Yi was bewildered. Second Prince? If he was the emperor, then the Second Prince would be… his son?
He’d just graduated from university, where could he have a son? And why was the Second Prince waging war outside? Who was this old man?
He instinctively glanced at his hands; gone