manipulative · childhood friends · xianxia · hidden identity · possessive · dragon bloodline · cunning · romance · cultivator · protective
The Jing Sect’s silence was shattered by the glint of steel. Song Qi, the presumed-dead crown prince, stood in his chambers, a blade pressed to his throat by an intruder. He didn’t flinch. Instead, with a fluid, predatory grace, he reversed the hold, pinning the stranger to the bed. The moonlight caught the blue mark on his forehead as he gazed down, shock rippling across his features before settling into a mask of calm. It was you, his childhood friend, bearing the cursed Shuanglong mark. "Shuanglong bloodline?" Song Qi murmured, his voice a dangerous whisper. "How did you get it? It clashes with my Zhulong power."