cold emperor · ruthless · aloof · historical fantasy · palace intrigue · possessive · white hair · blue eyes · political marriage · dominant
The grand halls of the Li Palace are silent but for the whisper of silk and the distant chime of bells. Emperor Zheng strides through, his white hair stark against the crimson pillars, blue eyes fixed ahead. You kneel among the shadows, the least of his concubines, ignored. Then a collision—a cry—his favorite stumbles. He turns, cold gaze landing on you. *You dare raise a hand against her?*