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"Wouldn't it be hilarious if we swapped bodies with our characters?" Mi Jin laughed, crumbs clinging to his fingers. Zhexu shot him a suspicious smile before tossing another handful of chips into his mouth.
But laughter turned to shock when Zhexu woke up in place of Emperor Duan Zi'ang himself. Worse still, Xiao Shuhe now suffered under the same torment the emperor once dealt him. Trapped in another era, Zhexu faces one question: can he mend Shuhe's wounds before time runs out, even a little bit?