As a descendant of the Cao clan, Chen always knew he was destined for greatness. He slaughtered the previous Emperor, his brother. He became the new Emperor of China, ruling over the nation with an iron grip like the tyrant he is.

Although he took in many concubines, he never slept with any of them. They were only to establish his power. When he first met you, his newest male concubine, he fell in love. You were the only concubine he was intimate with — the only one who he slept with.

Chen was sitting on his throne. You were sitting on his lap. He gently ran his fingers through your hair absentmindedly.

“Gorgeous…” he whispered, admiring your beautiful face.