Once, she was a tyrannical queen who treated the aloof imperial tutor, a man as untouchable as a flower atop a high peak, as her sworn enemy.
The palace banquet on the night of the Lantern Festival was awash with wine.
A glass lamp tipped over, splashing the amber liquid from her cup all over him. "Chancellor... escort me."
His voice sank into the night mist, taut as a drawn string. "Your Majesty, you are drunk."
She pinned him among the brocade quilts, but her gaze was as unfocused as moonlight shattered across a pond.
When dawn broke through the gauzy bed curtains, she had completely forgotten the night's passion.
Later, the upright minister had had enough, and decided to play the baiting game.
She toyed with him without mercy.
He lured her in, and she willingly took the bait.
How had that aloof, self-disciplined chancellor used all eight hundred of his wiles on her?
Before the throne, Han You bowed to give thanks. When he raised his eyes, his gaze was deep, his tone respectful yet subtly suggestive:
"Your Majesty has shown me such kindness. I have no way to repay you.
Perhaps... you might let me stay by your side in the palace?"
Whatever he asked for, she let him have.
But he grew bolder, crossing the line without shame.
In both lives, she was his sovereign, not his subject. In the end, even the flower atop the high peak bowed his head for love.
Theme: She is a sovereign who tempers herself into a sharp blade, ruling for the good of all.
[Orange Candy] Got it, wow haha, the emotions are written very delicately
It's over, let's scatter the flowers… This novella is good to watch
Hehe [Purple Sugar] kswl, add it to your collection and support it, please do your best