The Great Chu Dynasty fell in the spring of the nineteenth year of the Qiyuan era. Emperor Qiyuan, Gu Zun, once the most neglected prince in the cloistered halls of Buddhism, stumbled onto the throne through sheer luck. Diligent and resilient, he forged a bond with the influential minister Xie Jiuyuan, evolving from mutual wariness to deep camaraderie as they worked together to reform governance. Yet, entrenched factionalism and looming external threats proved insurmountable. Xie Jiuyuan died on the battlefield, and Gu Zun perished in the flames of the Fengtian Hall alongside his loyal officials. Closing his eyes, all he saw were the roaring flames of Fengtian Hall. But when he woke again, it was the snowy winter of the third year of Qiyuan—his master still alive that night, his Jiulang not yet returned to court. Everything could still be changed. In this life, he would cleanse the government and usher in a golden age. And he would ensure his Xie Jiuyuan rose to power, bowing to none but him. ———————————————————— On the bed, Gu Zun seemed less an emperor and more like a languid feline toying with a yarn ball, his fingers rolling a luminous pearl, its glow flickering beneath his touch—mimicking the erratic rhythm of Xie Jiuyuan’s heart. Gu Zun gazed at Xie Jiuyuan, his voice soft as he confided in the newly appointed imperial guard: "I had a nightmare." Xie Jiuyuan (brilliant, versatile, formidable top) × Gu Zun (meticulous, persuasive, domineering bottom)