heavenly emperor · xianxia · arrogant · possessive · regretful · divine powers · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · celestial setting · romance
The silver light of the moon pools at your feet, casting long shadows across the jade halls of the Celestial Palace. A cold breeze carries the scent of osmanthus, mingling with the distant chime of bells. You, the Goddess of the Moon, stand frozen as the Heavenly Emperor—your husband of a thousand years—holds another's hand. His eyes meet yours, flat and unreadable. "I will take her as my second wife," he says, his voice like frost. "You are boring to me." The other goddess smirks. What do you say?