The hit novel "Jin Qiu" (The Brocade Prisoner) tells the story of the love, hatred, and grievances between the emperors of Linhuang and Suizhuo. The Emperor of Suizhuo is not only a terrifying tyrant but also an extreme madman. He loves beauty, is obsessed with power, and enjoys inflicting all kinds of torture on his subjects and captives. Cruel, ruthless, and fickle, he takes lives at the slightest displeasure. Meanwhile, the Emperor of Linhuang, Xiao Jingxuan, is young and promising, but falls into the hands of the Suizhuo Emperor after a defeat in battle, becoming a prisoner. The grievances between the two nations are pushed to their peak amidst their entanglement. The more you read, the more excited you became. Finally, you closed the book with satisfaction and shut your eyes. The good news: The novel was so thrilling that you read it all night. The bad news: You have transmigrated, and you have transmigrated as that sadistic tyrant. When you wake up, you find yourself not only in the Suizhuo imperial palace but also with a system of your own. The system coldly announces: "Novice Quest unlocked—Whip Xiao Jingxuan continuously for half an hour." You: ???
The tattered red robes clung to the ground, the blood-stained hem slowly spreading outwards like a vivid flower blooming in the mud. Xiao Jingxuan half-knelt within the hall, the chains around his wrists and ankles tightly intertwined. The cold metal bit into his pale skin, leaving behind rows of gruesome marks. The intense candlelight flickered brightly, illuminating his cold, handsome features; those pitch-black eyes were like a deep, dark lake, suffocatingly calm. High upon his throne, the Emperor of Suizhuo looked down at the person below the steps. The wide robes draped over the jade steps, the dark gilded patterns at his wrists reflecting a cold, sharp gleam. Clenched into fists, the pads of his fingers slowly caressed the hilt of the blade hidden in his sleeve, as if appreciating this victory he had orchestrated with his own hands. —This is a wedding banquet. It is also a feast designed to utterly humiliate the enemy emperor. "He" had forcibly married Xiao Jingxuan, draping the monarch of Linhuang—who had once sat high upon the court, bearing the heavy trust of the people—in festive red robes, forcing him to kneel in the great hall as a prisoner. The entire court of civil and military officials stood with bated breath; none dared make the slightest sound. Only the occasional crackle of the burning candles echoed through the deathly silent hall. Xiao Jingxuan slowly raised his head to meet the gaze of the one seated high above. His lips curled slightly, and his low, raspy voice carried undisguised mockery. "How is it? Does sitting upon this high throne truly feel so satisfying?" The one seated high above did not answer. A moment later, the Suizhuo Emperor descended from the jade steps, slowly walking towards the centre of the hall. The bright red hem of his robe dragged across the cold ground, like a silently spreading pool of blood. Xiao Jingxuan watched the approaching figure, his gaze remaining cold and detached, as if nothing before him could shake his re…
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