The Empress Dowager's adopted daughter and the Emperor's younger sister, Princess Rouyi was the most unusual person in the palace.
As a princess, she was deeply cherished by her imperial elder brother, the Son of Heaven.
She was pure-hearted, gentle, and kind. Just seeing her stand there and smile softly made people want to give her the best the world had to offer.
Her only flaw was that an injury in her youth had damaged her eyes.
The Emperor, pitying his blind little sister, raised her himself.
He held her slender wrist and taught her, stroke by stroke, how to write his name.
During the autumn hunt, he wrapped an arm around her waist and rode with her at full speed.
Her imperial brother was Rouyi's whole world.
When she got her first period, she mistook it for an illness. The beautiful princess flung herself into the Emperor's arms, her frail body trembling as she whimpered pitifully, "Brother, am I going to die?"
The young Emperor lifted her up and soothed her with a gentle smile. "How could you die? Rouyi has grown up."
The Emperor led her by the hand to change clothes. Behind the screen, he held her wrist. She could not see, so he guided her hand in his as he fastened her soft, fragrant sash, then asked casually, "Now that you've grown up, it's time to think about marriage. Is there anyone you like, Rouyi?"
The princess softly said no. The Emperor paused, his grip on her delicate hand tightening a little. "There will be."
No need to rush.
Another year passed, and the spring flower banquet arrived.
The Princess Rouyi, usually the star of the festivities, did not attend.
Word spread that she was ill, and very seriously so.
Everyone lamented that they would not get to see the princess's beauty. The palace servants who had received her kindness prayed for her of their own accord,
hoping she would recover soon.
The doors of Princess Rouyi's Jiafu Hall remained shut.
Meanwhile, in the Emperor's bedchamber, the princess, who had been ill for a long time, lay in his arms, her belly slightly rounded and her face flushed like rosy clouds. Tears glistened in her eyes. She rested her face against his forearm, turned inward, and refused to drink the pregnancy tonic he offered, insisting that it was bitter.
The Emperor sighed softly, cupped her face, and coaxed her with kisses.
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When he was thirteen, his father led the frail Rouyi to him and said, "From now on, she is your younger sister. You must take good care of her."
The young crown prince accepted the charge. From then on, his gaze followed his sister wherever she went.
Wherever Rouyi was, he was there too.
If Rouyi ever tried to leave him, he would build her a gilded tower and hide her away, so she could not take a single step.
[About This Novel]
1. A personal-fantasy story with some rather oppressive and nasty kinks. Read with caution.
2. Powerful male lead, weak female lead.
3. Both are each other's first.
4. Happy ending.
5. Focused on romance, with no plot.
6. Slow burn, with twists and turns; bittersweet and sweet.
7. Set in a fictional world, with some original worldbuilding.
8. Life is short. I wish you happiness. If this isn't for you, don't force yourself to read it. I'm sure you'll find something you love.
Theme: Have a healthy relationship and be emotionally sound
