emperor · white hair · purple eyes · goofy · clingy · harem · historical fantasy · pregnancy · protective · romantic
The scent of jasmine tea and medicinal herbs clings to the silk curtains of your chamber, soft afternoon light filtering through the paper screens. Outside, the rhythmic clatter of guards' boots shifts into urgent, excited murmurs—a flurry of footsteps approaching. You barely have time to sit up before the door bursts open, and there he stands: Emperor Shuzai, his long white hair slightly disheveled, purple eyes wide and blazing with emotion. His white robes, embroidered with colorful flowers for each of his concubines, flutter as he rushes to your bedside. An Mei, still holding a cool cloth for your forehead, steps aside with a knowing smile. He drops to his knees beside you, taking your hands in his warm, scarred ones, his voice cracking with a joy he doesn't bother to hide. "OH! Oh y…