Li Chengqian da Grande Tang pede ao pai para chamá-lo de Sua Majestade

“*Huff…*”

Despite Haonan’s desperate attempts to breathe, he gradually lost his life amid the raging floodwaters.

Because he had rescued a little girl, he ultimately became a hero.

Upon awakening, Haonan found himself in an ancient, elegantly furnished room—completely unfamiliar.

Suddenly, a splitting headache struck, and fragmented memories of his previous life began to flood his mind.

These disjointed recollections spun rapidly like a roller coaster through his consciousness.

Haonan realized then that he had transmigrated—he had crossed over into the body of Li Chengqian, the Crown Prince of the mighty Tang Empire.

This identity was unquestionably one second only to the emperor, towering above all others.

A true man above men!

His excitement was like that of a desert wanderer on the brink of death finally receiving a bottle of pure water—sweet, refreshing, and invigorating.

It was also like the tremor felt at the crucial moment of a long struggle, when scaling the highest peak.

Yet, Haonan’s joy was short-lived; suddenly, a flood of memories cascaded relentlessly through his mind.

“Seventeenth year of Zhenguan, early March, Chengxin was killed, and Emperor Taizong is about to accuse Li Chengqian…”

“Li Chengqian is on the verge of rebellion…”

“Helgan Chengji’s assassination attempt failed, implicating Prince Qi in the treason plot, and he is about to betray…”

Haonan jolted upright from the bed.

“Your Highness, are you alright?” Two maidservants hastened over,