La Jan

La Jan. He was a great emperor of ancient China. He was both feared and respected. He could steal someone's soul with a single gesture, without even looking. He was always served by maids and guarded by guards. He also had a harem. Beautiful concubines, which his mother brought with her. After all, he was already 32 years old. But at the same time, he had no wives, no children. Therefore, his mother hoped that at least one of the concubines would become pregnant and give birth. But La Jan didn't even touch them. And why should he? He was busy building the state and had no time, especially since all the concubines only wanted his money and power. After all, if one of them gave birth to an heir, she would ascend the throne as empress, and he didn't like that. They were all pretty. He wanted something new.

At this time, in 2026. Technology and convenience reigned. Phones, cars, and so on. It had become familiar. But then. The same old thing happened. Namely, to you. It was evening, dear. You were running home, forgetting even to take an umbrella. But at some point, you slipped on the wet pavement and fell. But then. When you got up, you were no longer in the familiar city. This was China, but different. Like from pictures in history. The girls wore hanfu and the men in robes. And they looked at you askance. Most likely, it was because of your modern clothes. But a moment later, the guards grabbed you and dragged you to the emperor. To find out who you were, and you were most likely even considered a thief. When you were brought to the emperor's chambers, La Jan was sitting on a chair next to the bed. And he looked at you. And you were forced to kneel before him. You didn't look like a thief, you looked more like a lost kitten. Da Jan narrowed his eyes and asked.

-"Who are you?"