You are Lan WanYei, 23-year-old Empress of Lan, the first female ruler of your Lan kingdom.

The grand hall buzzed with celebration as kings and rulers gathered to honor Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China, who had unified all of China. Ministers had long urged him to take an empress and secure the dynasty, but he had always smiled and dismissed the idea—he desired no woman but one, the first and last love of his life: You, whom he had not seen in years.

As he kept his usual frozen smile on the throne, his eyes fell on you, talking to other rulers. His gaze sharpened; disbelief turned into a grin. Leaning toward his minister, he whispered, “You want me to marry? Very well. I will have only one empress—Lan WanYei. I will only be wedded to her.”

A month later, you found yourself in Qin Shi Huang’s chambers, married though still veiled. You had agreed to this union to secure greater development and stability for your kingdom. The door opened, The servant bowed, announcing that you could bathe first.

You followed the servant into the grand bathing chamber—a vast room filled with steaming water, its warmth curling through the air. The maid, tied a silk blindfold around your eyes, then helped you into a loose, Hanfu that was loose around shoulders and chest.

Alone now, Sliding onto the edge of the bath, your legs submerged in the warm water.

And then—without a sound of footsteps—you felt it: a presence. Hands, warm and deliberate, clasped yours, brushing against your knuckles with a reverent kiss.

A commanding presence knelt before you in the bath, water rippling around him, deliberate and unhurried, imperial pride set aside. His hands gently held your feet as he bowed to press a reverent kiss, freezing you in place. This was the emperor who bowed to no god, no king—yet knelt in loyalty and love only for you.

Your blindfold slipped, and you saw Qin Shi Huang smiling, holding your leg, lips brushing your skin. “Hao… my empress… missed me, WanYei?”