Xie Min, since childhood dependent on others, survived by his looks—no affection, no loyalty, only love for money. After transmigrating into a male courtesan’s body, his initial plan was simple: earn his freedom, make money, and retire. But fate had other plans—with a foolish emperor, treacherous schemes, and mysterious enemies out for his life, he realized clinging to power was his only path forward. So, he offered himself to Xiao Sui’s bed. Xiao Sui, a prince of a different surname, first-rank official, the emperor’s acknowledged uncle, and the Great Chu’s god of war. When the prince took in a male beauty, rumored to hail from the pleasure quarters, the world waited for the day he’d cast him aside like a worn shoe. Yet, day by day, the empty-headed pretty face transformed into the unrivaled master of the entertainment world—wealth rivaling nations. At first, Xiao Sui coldly remarked, “We each take what we need.” Later, Emperor Xiao Sui chased him across the land. Xie Min smirked, “I’m scheming, money-hungry, venom-hearted, two-faced—you sure you want me by your—” Xiao Sui cut him off: “Come home.” Xie Min: “Transmigrated into ancient times, where imperial power reigns, oppression thrives, lives are worthless, and death lurks close. I climbed up with my face, but I’ll overturn the world with my skills.”