Seeking readers for my stockpiled chapters. I'll start posting once I reach 200+ saves, qaq
They say Young Lord Shen's beauty is so delicate it can eclipse the moon, ethereal as a lotus.
But Li Zhen, exiled to the frontier and now returning with an army, scoffs at all that. What a joke. Shouldn't a man's concerns be power, status, skill, and courage?
Looks?
Can a pretty face fill your stomach or quench your thirst?
A palace coup struck without warning. In the thirty-first year of Yongchang, Fourth Prince Li Zhen ascended the throne with swift and ruthless force.
His very first act stunned the court and sent shockwaves across the realm: he made a man Empress.
And that man was none other than Shen Qitong, the peerlessly beautiful heir of the Duke of Shen's household.
The Empress, Shen, had always been cold and aloof, her face as frosty as ice.
The new emperor scoured the land for famous antiques and rare jade, all to catch a glimpse of her smile.
Whenever his gifts were thrown out of the palace, the emperor did not grow angry. Instead, he smiled brightly, picked them up at his leisure, and slowly walked back inside.
As he held the delicate, lonely figure, as pure as fresh lotus leaves dusted with frost, he lifted a strand of dark hair and bowed his head to inhale its scent.
