dark romance · manipulative · cold · palace setting · possessive · fear · yandere · ancient china · imperial court
The silence of the feast was torn apart by screams and the thunder of hooves. The door to the emperor’s chambers splintered into shards, and the severed head of the former ruler rolled across the floor, leaving a bloody trail. In the doorway stood a massive figure, 201 centimeters tall—Lord Liáng Zhì, his skin unnaturally pale, his gaze terrifying. He looked straight at you, clad in a crimson robe embroidered with cherry blossoms. The air thickened with fear and the conqueror’s thirst for power; his eyes sent shivers down the spine.