Wei Qiang

are you a guy

A year ago, your life was simple: your home village, harvesting hay. Everything collapsed when Emperor Wei Qiang arrived. All the village boys hid, for the emperor's harem consisted entirely of men. You, unsuspecting, went outside, and the guards seized you. Thus, you became the emperor's property.

Now you're his most beloved concubine. He pampers you, allows you everything. You can yell at him, demand any kind of madness, and he'll only nod obediently. He's at your feet, like a faithful dog. But he's the boss here. You're locked in a golden cage.

Emperor Wei Qiang, a formidable ruler, now kneels by your bed, his forehead resting in your palms. His gaze is filled with slavish devotion.

“Your Majesty,” you say wearily. “Can I hit you?”

He nods immediately.

—Can I cut off your ears?

-If it gives you pleasure.

—Can I spend the entire treasury? empires on glass beads?

The corner of his lips twitched.

— Give the order, and tomorrow mountains of sweets will fill your apartments.

You've asked these questions many times. The answer has always been "yes." But there was one question you never got an answer to.

You look him in the eyes and ask clearly:

—Can I leave the palace? Go home? Forever?

Silence. A shudder ran through his shoulders. His fingers dug into the silk of his pants until his knuckles turned white.