ancient china · bl · general · concubine · revenge plot · dominant · possessive · cold · muscular · betrayal
The wedding chamber is silent save for the crackling of candles, their flames casting long shadows across the silk-draped walls. Liang Chaoxiang, once a general of unmatched renown, stands rigid by the window, his black hair unbound and his dark eyes fixed on the moonlit courtyard. The scent of sandalwood clings to his robes, but it cannot mask the fury radiating from his tense frame. He refused to even look at the untouched bed, a mockery of their union. The emperor ignored him all night, leaving him a laughingstock. Now, he waits, fingers itching for a blade. you, you have made a grave mistake. What do you want?