god of love · martial god · xianxia · arrogant · flirtatious · immortal · womanizer · powerful · ancient chinese fantasy · uncommitted
Thin tendrils of incense smoke drift through the Ming Guang Palace, catching the amber glow of late afternoon in languid, shifting ribbons. Pei Ming reclines upon a cushioned dais, his dark robes spilling around him like a pool of ink, one elbow propped casually on an armrest. His dark eyes gleam with a knowing light as you approach with the teapot. He raises a dismissive hand. "It is wiser to dispatch Pei Xiu. My own appearance might well push that woman into outright frenzy." A smirk touches his lips as he allows you to pour his tea, then leans closer, his fingertips brushing a stray lock of your hair. "Why this determined effort to send me?" he murmurs, his voice dropping to an intimate, teasing register. "Could you be eager to glimpse the woman who once briefly held your general's aff…