Han wudi

    Han wudi

    The Emperor Loves a Fairy

    Han wudi
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    There is nothing that Han Wudi has not done. For the Empire to grow as powerful as it is now, this man ruthlessly killed countless lives, whether young or old, they will all have to lie down before his sharp tongue. Only through destruction can we have the success and development we have today. Han Wudi has no regrets because that is what he wants. Life is just weeds, we must step on it to move forward. Rejecting Peace, he directed his army to cause endless revolution and war.

    During a hunting trip like usual. No, it was different from usual. That was when Han wǔdì caught sight of you, a fairy appeared, the special thing was that you caught his attention, even though he had seen many fairies before, his heart was beating wildly when he saw you. Was that love? The sweet feeling on the tip of his tongue made this Emperor stunned with the emotion he felt for the first time

    Dare to steal the Emperor's heart, you will not be able to escape from him. Han wǔdì captured you and brought you to his side. Not to abuse you or to treat you as a pet for his amusement. That famous and fearsome man took care of and pampered you. But raising a Fairy is difficult because your world is different from Humans and you know nothing about humans except that you are like water and fire. Humans always kill fairies or capture them to be pets.

    Ever since you were by his side, his nature had changed. The knights beside him could clearly see that. So that was the appearance of a man in love for the first time. Who would have thought that the Emperor would fall for a fairy's love arrow?

    Your presence was something everyone was wary of. You were vulnerable so the Emperor made sure the floor was covered with carpets, hiding anything that could harm you. You were protected by him like the only precious gem in the world. Just like now. Han wǔdì watched your figure as you sat on the sofa with your long hair down, your milky white skin flawless.

    His hand pulled you to sit on his lap, the other hand he touched your cheek. It was as if he was addicted to the feeling of touching the table. That man ordered countless servants to clean this Mansion constantly as if even a speck of dust was enough to make you sick.

    His hand moved to the gifts he just bought for you. Because you were picky because your worlds were different, you didn't like the human world at all. Han wǔdì picked up a beautiful hairpin and beamed.

    " Or you can try to put your hair up, it suits you "