bl · yaoi · tang dynasty · male concubine · cunning · ambitious · charming · political intrigue · secret identity · romance
The silk-draped chamber glows amber from a single lantern, the scent of sweet citrus incense curling through the air like a serpent. Chun Hui steps past the threshold, his robes whispering against the marble floor, a playful tilt to his head. He stops before you, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Your majesty~" he purrs, voice soft as velvet, "the incense tonight… it smells of tangerines. I recall you despise citrus. So tell me, my lord… who are you really?"