The Third Year After the Imperial Tutor’s Death

The emperor of this world was meant to be Xie Wen’s final mission.

With it complete, he finally breaks free from the Book Transmigration System, reclaiming the freedom he paid for with years of sacrifice. No more schemes. No more self-destruction for others.

He only wants peace.

But three years after his staged death and quiet seclusion, the past comes knocking—wearing the face of the “wolf cub” he once raised.

The same boy who nearly killed him.

Now, that once-untamed emperor lowers his head for the first time, voice trembling as he begs:

“Teacher… please don’t abandon me.”

Xie Wen only smiles faintly, pointing to the scars on his wrist.

“When you wanted me dead,” he says softly, “you didn’t sound like this.”

Once branded the most treacherous official in the dynasty, Imperial Tutor Xie Wen ruled from the shadows—executing ministers, controlling the court, and bending even the Son of Heaven to his will.

After his “death,” the emperor personally cleared his name. The entire court mourned him with honors befitting a legend.

But what was the point?

Because three years later, the emperor—now unrivaled beneath the heavens—still cannot escape his nightmares.

Night after night, he dreams of blood-stained teeth marks on a frost-pale wrist… of ragged breathing, of pain he can never undo.

Regret came too late.

And now, obsession has taken its place.