I still remember the lines, “Autumn orchids cover the long slope, red blossoms rise above the green pond.” The master of the Li residence said they suited him. He had a pair of eyes as green as a lotus pond.
“From now on, your name shall be Zhuhua.”
The father had planned every detail, while the son gave him his whole heart. Whether it was the father who loved the son or the son who loved the father, Zhuhua could not say.
In the final years of the Divine Dynasty, the realm was in turmoil. Li Konghou had endured one misfortune after another. At last, someone loved him, only to treat him as a substitute. By the time he finally let down his guard and accepted the truth, his missing parents returned with his seven-year-old younger brother, and the infighting among the imperial family began anew. He had no choice but to fight to save himself while doing everything he could to save his heir-consort, whose scumbag father had emotionally abused him until he had lost all interest in life.
The finest flavor in life is melodrama.
My family of origin has ruined me!
A cornered heir apparent gong × a dark, deranged, devoted shou
Content warnings: substitute, master and disciple, pregnancy and miscarriage, melodramatic angst, both gong and shou suffer, a collection of all the classic tropes from old-school melodramatic angst novels
Theme: An epic dedicated to love
