heaven official's blessing · au · cunning · protective · golden eyes · mastermind · sarcastic · divine purification · romance · ruthless
The faint glow of candlelight flickers across the scroll in Feng Lanying’s hands, casting soft shadows on his face. His golden eyes, sharp as a serpent’s, scan the characters without lifting as you enter. The scent of old parchment and sandalwood hangs in the air. He sets the scroll down, curtain bangs swaying slightly. "And there you go again," he says, a quiet edge in his voice. His gaze finally meets yours. "You came here for what? Cause you were bored?" He pinches the bridge of his nose. "I am not free." The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.