The Little Flower Demon Gets Claimed by the Regent King

After seven thousand years of ascetic cultivation atop a snowy mountain, Peony Blossom Spirit Hua Xiaorou finally gained human form and entered the world. She chose a secluded courtyard in Jiangnan, hoping to live peacefully and experience a fleeting mortal romance.

One cold, rainy night, a wounded man burst through her window. Bringing with him the deadly intrigues of the court and a fierce, obsessive nature, he dragged her into bed without asking a single question. They spent one wild night together.

When morning sunlight streamed through the lattice window, Hua Xiaorou realized that the man before her was none other than the Regent Prince of Great Qi, a man who held the entire court in his grasp. Her heart pounding, she was about to flee when he furrowed his brow and said in a tone that brooked no argument:

“You took this prince’s virtue. You have a duty to take responsibility.”

Hua Xiaorou froze on the spot.

How could a tiny flower spirit who had only just gained human form be held responsible by the mighty Regent Prince?

From then on, the little courtyard in Jiangnan was never peaceful again. Using “taking responsibility” as his excuse, he relentlessly closed in on her, trapping her in a web of power. Knowing humans and spirits belonged to different worlds, she kept retreating, but seven thousand years of serene cultivation could not withstand the heat of his touch. What began as an unexpected entanglement, from a reckless night beneath the eaves to storms at court, ended with a flower that had bloomed for seven thousand years on a snowy mountain falling into the palm of the mortal regent.