Serving the Lord

Empress × Personal Guard | Size Difference | Four-Year Age Gap

Everyone knew that Princess Lin Junyu of Shengchen had an exceptionally skilled guard at her side, protecting her closely since childhood without ever letting his guard down.

On the day she ascended the throne in defiance of the court officials, cold flashes of steel filled the great hall.

Lin Junyu stepped indifferently over the corpses of the traitors, a mocking smile on her incomparably beautiful face.

She rested her fingertips on the back of a hand stained with blood and said carelessly, "Take a look, my ministers. This is what happens when someone tries to murder me."

That night, the Emperor's bedchamber blazed with lamplight, and the scent of calming incense hung unusually thick in the air.

Her heavy imperial robes slipped away, revealing a woman's graceful figure.

Lin Junyu leaned against the young man dressed as a guard and, without a word, bit his wrist.

"You let a traitor's blood get on my hands. You deserve to be punished."

He winced in pain but said nothing, only holding her more securely as blood slowly seeped from the wound.

Lin Junyu was used to this. Once she'd vented her anger, she nestled back into his arms and toyed with the lapels of his clothes.

"A Zhan, am I very willful?"

"Yes."

"Even though I'm this willful, do you still like me, A Zhan?"

Candlelight shimmered, and the phoenix-patterned bed curtains swayed in the breeze.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. His voice was hoarse. "I do. I like you very much."

[Little Scene]

Lin Junyu was troubled and unable to sleep. Half dreaming and half awake, she heard heavy breathing.

Through the translucent gauze curtains, she saw a familiar figure bent halfway over at the foot of her bed. His broad shoulders rose and fell, while faint rustling sounds suggested waves of heat rolling through the room.

She couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath, but he noticed the movement.

His burning hand closed around her slender ankle through the gauze curtain.

His low, hoarse voice came in broken phrases: "Your Majesty... please don't leave me..."

/No one in this world understands you better than I do/

The undying love of two twisted childhood friends who are crazy about each other.

The male lead goes mad in a quiet way. He seems calm on the surface, but in reality he's already been crazy for a while (not really).

[Content Warnings]

1. This is not a matriarchal society.

2. The heroine is sweet and cries adorably with her lover.

3. The male lead has love rivals, more than one.

Blurb written on 2024.1.27

Theme: Cherish the people by your side.