Cedarwood Alpha General × Sandalwood Omega Emperor
Lu Jinyuan had been guarding the border for thirteen years. On the first night after returning to the court, the emperor personally handed him a glass of spiked wine. Beneath the silver surface, Li Xiheng watched with cold eyes as he drank the wine, watched him lose control, watched him embrace his hot body - this was the predicament he had designed. What he wants is never a loyal minister, but an accomplice.
But he forgot that he was also a player in the game.
Tyrants refuse to bow, but generals are born to love. From the city of Jingdu to the beacon smoke in the north, from the fishing fires on the seaside to the old dreams of Anzhou, jars after jars of sweet-scented osmanthus honey were soaked, and paper butterflies were folded one after another. He waited for him to take off his armor, and he waited for him to take off his silver face.
When the assassin's sword struck the emperor's heart, Lu Jinyuan held the blade with his bare hands, blood splattering on the dragon robe. At that moment, Li Xiheng understood - he had set up a dragnet, and what was caught in the net was never the prey, but his own inescapable heart.
"My life belongs to your Majesty."
"What I want is not your life, but your people."
Intention: The bond between the king and his ministers - giving everything in exchange for a hug
