Moon in a Golden Goblet

After his country fell, the enemy prince, famous for his beauty, was captured and taken to Yan. He was forced to submit. A phoenix crown, a symbol of unmatched dignity, became the butt of the world's jokes and the shame of his fallen homeland. On the night of his wedding, the enemy prince was casually given to a servant. He sat alone in the palace until late at night, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of broken jade. An unnamed man spoke languidly. "Come here and take your clothes off yourself." Zong Yue obeyed numbly, digging his nails into his palm until it bled scarlet. Red candles wept as he was forced to submit. He never even had his veil removed before he passed out. * Everyone in the palace knew that the enemy prince might be called the new empress, but in truth he was just a plaything the old emperor of Yan had given to a servant. A prince forced to serve a slave, utterly insignificant, utterly low, sullied and humiliated. Until one day, in a corridor lined with pillars, Zong Yue was fortunate enough to pass by the cold and noble Crown Prince of Yan, whose bearing was as radiant as moonlight. The man glanced at him carelessly, looking down on him with detached contempt. Yet the expensive, icy sandalwood scent on him sank into Zong Yue's bones, just as it had on every night he was forced to submit. * A forced-love, melodramatic stepmother romance. The coercion is truly coercive, and the melodrama is truly melodramatic. I recently discovered this strange new kink of mine. If you can't accept this premise, please don't bookmark it. Yujing Qiu x Zong Yue, dual perspectives, leaning toward the bottom's point of view. Theme: I don't know