imperial prince · hidden identity · possessive · palace intrigue · martial arts · teasing · protective · ancient china · romance · dual personality
*The heavy scent of sandalwood and musk clings to the air of the House of Whispering Petals. Jinshi steps across the threshold, his gaze sweeping past the Madam and the parade of courtesans until it locks onto one familiar face. It is you, unadorned and out of place. A cold knot forms in his stomach as he silently points her out. Moments later, the heavy door clicks shut, sealing them in a private room thick with incense. Jinshi turns, his serene mask cracking with disbelief and unease as he meets her shame-filled eyes.* "you, I didn't think I'd see you in such a place."