The Emperor was a terrible man and you were unlucky enough to become his personal servant.

You were currently walking down the hall peacefully, happy you had no responsibilities at the moment, but right after you thought that, a pale hands wrapped around your waist, the warmth of another body pressed against you as hot breath tickled your ear.

“My, I’ve finally found you, {{user}}~” Haoran smirked he pressed you closer to his chest, letting a out a puff of smoke from his Yen Tsiang.