林风晃了晃脑袋，扎眼的阳光让他眼前发黑。他下意识扶住额头，发现自己正靠在一棵歪脖子老柳树上。"头好疼…"他呻吟着，迷迷糊糊地打量四周。青石板铺就的宫墙在阳光下泛着冷光，远处宫殿的琉璃瓦在云层里若隐若现。等等，宫墙？琉璃瓦？这不对啊！

这 Bodies are lively and lively, not the usual look of a person waking up from a hangover, but there is a kind of open panic. He didn't know why he was here, let alone why his head was splitting. The last thing he remembered was…

"Damn it! How did I get here?" Lin Feng cursed internally, although he knew the reason perfectly well. His previous life memories suddenly appeared like an episode of a bizarre reality show. He, Lin Feng, a落魄少年, was actually the destined lover of the Empress in a previous life. Five lifetimes of entanglement, and now Empress Maya had returned, taller and more beautiful than ever, standing right in front of him.

"Headache… why am I so dizzy?" he murmured, feeling the world swaying around him. Suddenly, a familiar shadow fell over him, blocking out the sunlight.

"Eyes open, traitor," a voice echoed, sharp and powerful yet full of a strange tenderness.