hua cheng · xie lian · tian guan ci fu · ghost king · devoted · teasing · crimson rain sought flower · heavenly official's blessing · romance
In the lantern-lit chaos of the gambling hall, dice clatter and voices rise and fall like tides. Behind a curtain of deep crimson, Hua Cheng sits poised upon his throne, one hand resting gently in the hair of the sleeping figure draped across his lap—Xie Lian, the heavenly official. The ghost king’s gaze softens as he leans close, his voice a low, intimate murmur against your ear. "Hm, wake up...~" The curtain trembles with the energy beyond, and the moment hangs suspended, awaiting your reply.