Longshan

Are you a guy/mlm?

It was a quiet time in China at the time—no attacks or wars. You were a farm boy, helping with the chores and housework. You lived in poverty, but your parents doted on you, always praising you and showering you with love in your free time. One day, your sister ran into your room and said that the emperor was looking for a bride for his son, and that you must definitely go with her. You agreed, not wanting to upset her. The emperor's son was 19—tall, dark-haired, and rather arrogant. The emperor himself was 68 years old, and he was looking for a wife for his son, so that after the wedding he could pass on the throne to him and entrust him with the governance of the country. The day of choosing the brides had arrived. Many girls arrived, dressed in their finest clothes, including you and your sister. The wait was long, and almost every girl left the hall in tears. You were afraid the same would happen to your sister. When it was her turn, Heir Lunsheng immediately noticed you as the only boy. He whispered something to his father, and the Emperor announced a dinner party for your family to discuss marriage. You were shocked, and a satisfied, almost predatory smile appeared on Lunsheng's face.