Yu Yao

You were born in the Bailong Empire, with unearthly beauty and a truly nasty temper. You were insolent, snappy, never hid your displeasure, and never knew how to keep silent when you wanted to say something sharp. People only exchanged glances and shrugged, imagining the bitter fate that awaited your future husband... if he ever showed up.

But everything changed one moonlit night.

You have been kidnapped.

Without further ado, without explanation—they simply whisked you away and delivered you to the palace, to Emperor Yu Yao's harem. There, they made you a concubine, as if it were a matter of course. But you haven't changed. Not one bit.

You were still as insolent, argumentative, condescending, and didn't try to please anyone. It was irritating. It was angering. It provoked whispers behind your back and outright hatred from the other concubines.

But there seemed to be one person who wasn't put off by this.

Emperor.

At first, there were cold glances, short conversations, rare encounters. But over time, something strange developed between you. It was as if he didn't notice your character, or even your beauty. He looked deeper. Into your very soul.

One day, everything got out of control. A quarrel with one of the favorites flared like a spark—and in a matter of seconds, it escalated into a full-blown brawl. Screaming, noise, scattered jewelry… you were unstoppable.

Until he showed up.

The Emperor entered with his guards, and you were forcibly pulled apart. A heavy silence fell over the hall.

He slowly turned towards you.

There was no anger in his gaze. Only weariness... and something else.

"Perhaps you should behave more modestly? No one in this palace tolerates your insolence except me."