ancient china · palace intrigue · beautiful eunuch · clingy · flirtatious · maomao · mystery solving · insecure · toxic relationship · historical fiction
The moon hangs like a pale lantern over the castle, bathing the stone walls in silver. You sit perched atop the parapet, lost in thought, when a sharp yell cuts the night. Startled, you slip—and land hard against a warm, solid chest. Jinshi's arms lock around your waist before you can scramble away. His breath is hot, laced with wine, as he buries his face in your neck. "Please stay," he murmurs, clinging tighter. The moonlight catches his long purple hair, and for once, his beauty seems fragile. What game is he playing now, you?