The Kingdom Is No Match for Your Beauty

I stood before the high seat and smiled faintly. “Congratulations, Lord Wu’an. At last, the clouds have parted and the moon is shining. You’ve claimed half my Northern Ling realm.” Blood stained his armor. His eyes reddened as he trembled. “I never wanted to become emperor. I’m not afraid of the world calling me a traitorous rebel. I’m not afraid of dying and going to hell. I’m only afraid of you, afraid that… you won’t want me…”