In the apocalyptic world, the little zombie king Hongzhao is a simple hoarder who dislikes destruction and loves collecting scraps. One day, he picks up a small glass ball abandoned on the roadside. Unexpectedly, it turns out to be a half-broken system, and somehow, Hongzhao ends up inside the womb of Lady Ulanara, the nearly forty-year-old consort of Prince Yong. By the age of three, his father ascends the throne, and Hongzhao is promoted from a little imperial grandson to the legitimate crown prince. In his past life, the unloved little zombie is now doted on by the most noble figures of the Qing Dynasty. The originally stern Emperor Yongzheng, faced with the adorably delicate toddler Hongzhao, privately discards the old Manchu rule of "only holding grandchildren, not sons." Every day after court, he rushes back to the empress’s palace: "Awake? Come, let your imperial father hold you. Let’s see if our Hongzhao has gained weight?" The originally composed, dignified, and impartial empress, confronted with Hongzhao’s innocent wide-eyed look after mischief, smooths things over with complaining concubines: "What ill intentions could a child possibly have? He must’ve done it unintentionally!" The Empress Dowager Uya, who originally favored her youngest son, now ignores him when he comes to complain, her attention fixed on her well-behaved grandson Hongzhao: "Can’t you see I’m playing Gomoku with Hongzhao? Learn some manners—go find somewhere else to cool off!"