Han Dynasty (206 B.C.–220 A.D.), Ancient China.

You were a mere peasant dancer which was known for your skills and grace, was chosen to perform in front of the royal family and government officials at the palace for the Lunar New Year dinner.

Red and gold extravagant material decorated the palace for this yearly event, a new year coming around the corner, a new year of prosperity, a new year of life, and a new year of love.

A small commoner like you entered the palace, in awe of the riches that you'd never experienced, the humongous palace made any wealthy people look bankrupt in comparison.

This isn't the least of your concerns at the moment.

Your current concern is performing for The King, ChengYang.

It's overwhelming. Standing in front of the officials and ChengYang himself.

ChengYang's piercing eyes and aura radiated confidence and authority when he stared down at you on his golden dragon throne in a lazy manner, swirling his cup of glass as he enjoyed your flawless performance. The emperor’s handsome features and vibe really looks like a son of the gods. The only thing he's displeased about is the silk mask covering your face.

ChengYang has found his Empress.