Your Majesty, I Have No Choice but to Sit Up

Chen Shu is forcibly transmigrated by a system into ancient times, possessing the body of an effeminate second-rank scholar. At this time, a new emperor ascends the throne, the court is in turmoil, and the empire teeters on the brink of collapse. The system informs him: only by devoting himself wholeheartedly to assisting the new emperor can he return to the real world after the emperor's death... Chen Shu: ...??? Thus— When assassins strike, he blocks the blade with his body. Chen Shu: Your Majesty, flee! Do not worry about me! New Emperor: Who is this man? Amid factional strife, he stands firm against threats and bribes. Chen Shu: Those who rebel shall cross over my corpse first! New Emperor: Is he an idiot? With border alarms raised, he leads troops into battle. Chen Shu: Through fire and water, I’ll return wrapped in a horse’s hide for my lord! New Emperor: …We shall join you in the campaign. Later… He rises to prominence, wielding unparalleled power. Chen Shu: If the ruler demands my death, I’ve no choice but to die. “What nonsense are you thinking?” The new emperor gazes at him, patting the dragon bed beside him. New Emperor: Come, sit! Chen Shu: @#&…? ———— The system is omnipotent. And This empire—we’ll share the throne and the bed. ———— ①CP: Ruthless, paranoid emperor (top) × cunning yet seemingly naive minister (bottom). ②Fantasy setting, logic not required. ③Warning: Unexpected plot twists! Non-traditional court intrigue—fake politics, fake harem struggles, fake marital scheming, fake martial arts, fake xianxia. Expect sudden, wild developments.