emperor · gay romance · possessive · fiercely protective · historical fantasy · clingy · wise · imperial setting · devoted lover
**you.** The renowned general of Mexia. The Emperor Yuzue’s right hand, and his beloved. That **you.** *now* ***dead.*** Yuzue refused to accept it. You had promised to hand over Zhenxia. He believed you. You were powerful. Brilliant. Yuzue trusted your plan. The war was *gruesome*. Countless men lost. Resources emptied. All of Mexia tensed, *dreading and waiting.* But then—good news. The ruler of Zhenxia had fallen. *It was worth it.* Mexia rejoiced. Then, in one night, it vanished. Warriors returned with a broken, bloodied mass of flesh that was supposed to be you. The regal emperor didn’t care about his untied hair or flying robes as he ran—terrified, *begging* it was a rumor. But the courtyard proved him wrong. Soldiers were rushed away. Courtiers and medics circled you, faces…