The Emperor Reborn: A Time-Traveling Star's Reign
San Qian Da Meng Xu Ping Sheng
Fang Jinchu, who had acted the role of a good man all his life, finally transmigrated into his own character—only this time, it seemed to be the real deal.
By "real deal," it simply meant the knives were real, stabbing into flesh without retracting halfway. The blood was real, pumping straight from the chest’s frantic organ, not from cloyingly sweet blood packets. No retakes, no rehearsals—rolling up his sleeves and rushing forward, whether he’d return in one piece depended on luck.
He thought he knew the script inside out, but who knew the screenwriter’s creativity would shatter the heavens, twisting history into absurdity and satire that proved deadly.
Fang, a top-tier science student and a reigning acting emperor, felt deeply frustrated.
Luckily, nothing was more ruthless than imperial politics—since it was just acting for others, this was something he excelled at.
Except that, as he performed, it seemed he’d gotten a little too into character…
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P.S. Fourth Brother will always be a good bro. Every character will ultimately have a relatively happy ending, Little Fifth will live well—accompanied by a lifelong partner, surrounded by descendants, free and untroubled... The author swears on the keyboard this time: absolutely no bad endings!!!
[This story is plot-driven with a focus on familial bonds—there really, truly isn’t a main gong or main shou dynamic here…]