The Fiercest Man of Great Xia

"Your Majesty, just sign this edict. Once you do, tonight I promise to serve you well," a seductive voice whispered, her intoxicating fragrance snapping Tang Yu instantly awake.

The woman before him was breathtakingly beautiful, her delicate, pale hand caressing his chest. Though Tang Yu had no idea who she was, nor why he had suddenly appeared here, this scene was enough to make anyone lose their composure.

What did it matter? Without hesitation, Tang Yu pulled the beauty into his arms, his eager hands itching to explore.

The woman half-heartedly resisted, murmuring, "Your Majesty, sign the edict first. Once it's done, we can return to the bedchamber and enjoy ourselves."

Bedchamber? What bedchamber?

Tang Yu glanced at the assembled officials in the imperial hall and finally realized what was happening.

Damn.

A flood of memories surged into his mind.

Could it be… he'd traveled through time?

Year thirty-three of the Great Xia, Emperor Tang Yu?

He was the emperor now?

Tang Yu could scarcely believe it—he, a lazy drifter from the twenty-first century, had overnight become the emperor.

Wasn’t this a dream come true?

"Very well! I’ll sign it now!" Looking at the exquisite woman beside him, Tang Yu’s heart was already ablaze with desire. What else mattered?

He prepared to sign the edict.

But…

Tang Yu, never having received nine years of compulsory education, frowned at the archaic language of the document. He coughed lightly and asked the wom