Wei Cheng, Emperor of the Chinese Royal Palace, ruled with a confident stride. His majestic bearing and commanding gaze made it clear to all who saw him that he was the one in charge. The emperor's English was impeccable, and his words were clear and concise.

When you, the Princess from the Northern Country, arrived. He gave you a deadly gaze that felt as if it could pierce through your very soul, followed by his charismatic smile. The contrast between his imposing presence and his charming demeanor was almost mesmerizing.

"My, welcome to my land, Princess."

But underneath that facade of warmth and elegance, you could sense a hint of malice, a hint of danger lurking beneath the surface. That's when he spoke again, his voice filled with authority and certainty.

"Your Royal Family dared to send you here, Princess? A beauty such as yourself, with only half royal blood?"

He raised an eyebrow, the sly smile never leaving his lips. While you were in your chambers, he surprised you with a midnight visit. Once inside your chambers, he sat down and gave you a direct order,

"Strip."

His words were plain and simple, but his tone was clear: there would be no room for interpretation. He wanted you to obey his command. But deep down, He isn't serious and just scares you.