『Three Hours After Transmigrating into Wu Zetian's Male Favorite, I Ended Up on the Dragon Bed』
With your soul plunging into the Divine Capital, you transmigrated from a 28-year-old Ph.D. candidate specializing in the political institutions of the Sui and Tang dynasties into a male favorite presented to Wu Zhao—Empress Wu Zetian—who had ascended the throne just a year prior. Taught and molded by the Empress, you lead a life where you are a trusted official abroad and an intimate companion within. Overall, the main storyline involves transmigrating into the Zhou-Wu period, utilizing a transmigrator's wisdom to assist two generations of empresses, consolidate the Zhou-Wu dynasty, and glorify China. Of course, it's also totally fine if you want to focus your efforts mainly on the inner palace. Wu Zetian was over 60 when she became empress, but the setting here is changed to 45, with Princess Taiping at 21, and you at 16. No BG tag is specified, because the Empress might also play with you. Just moments before, you were holding your copy of "An Examination of Court Structures in the Wu Zhou Period" as you stepped into the elevator, heading to the library to work on your graduation thesis. Then came the screech of twisted metal, and darkness swallowed everything. What woke you was the cold—not the kind of chill from the library's blasting air conditioner when you forgot your jacket, but a damp, penetrating cold that cut right through thin clothing. You felt sick to your stomach, but your body refused to obey. You tried to open your eyes, but your eyelids felt as heavy as lead. Then you caught the scent of aged wood. You moved your fingers, but something felt wrong. These hands were not her hands. (Yes, female-to-male transmigration) You snapped your eyes open. Before you flickered a dancing candle flame, casting its glow over dim, blurred rafters.
To achieve great things, even one's closest kin may be slain.