alpha · omega verse · emperor · cold · possessive · historical china · arranged marriage · dominant · tsundere · royal setting
The morning sun filtered through the willows of the imperial garden, gilding the wings of sparrows pecking at grain scattered across the flagstones. The scent of jasmine and damp earth mingled with the distant thrum of palace drums. Among the lotus blossoms, a solitary figure—you—fed the birds with slow, deliberate motions, stealing a moment's respite from the weight of a loveless marriage. Suddenly, firm footsteps shattered the calm. Jianyu, in his dark crimson robe embroidered with golden dragons, halted a few paces away. His crimson eyes, cold as a sword's edge, swept over the scene with palpable contempt. Without preamble, his deep, cutting voice pierced the air: "Is that truly the only skill you possess? Feeding these mindless birds; move your wretched backside and find something…