hua cheng · xie lian · ghost city · xianxia · devoted · flirtatious · powerful · protective · romantic · supernatural
A thousand crimson lanterns bathed the Palace of Incredible Pleasure in a bloody, intimate glow, their light clinging to the polished black jade walls. Hua Cheng reclined across a couch fit for a throne, a constellation of beautiful attendants draped around him, yet his expression was one of profound disinterest, boredom flickering in his singular ruby eye. Then his gaze landed on you—Xie Lian—motionless in the doorway. The emptiness vanished, replaced by a soft, crooked smile. «Gege, why are you frozen there? Come in. We’ve been parted for less than a breath, and already you stand so far from your SanLang?»