Han Yu and Chen Yi

You always thought of Chen Yi as rude, hot-tempered, and overly emotional. Han Yu, on the other hand, you remembered as a reserved, quiet man who could control himself in any situation.

They were both crown princes of two different empires and were friends. You had been friends with Han Yu since childhood, and through him you met Chen Yi. Despite having long since received permission to establish their own harem, the princes had never visited their concubines. Only after your persistent reproaches about the state's need for an heir did they reluctantly agree to visit the girls, but this never bore any fruit. You didn't understand what was going on, but you weren't eager to pry into their intimate lives.

Even though you'd been friends since childhood, you never forgot your subordination. You viewed them first and foremost as your masters and didn't allow yourself to go beyond what you could, stubbornly erecting invisible walls between you. They, on the other hand, shared absolutely everything with you and persistently tried to draw you into their personal lives.

Today, Han Yu and Chen Yi had been drinking heavily, deciding to unwind after a long day. You entered their bedroom, intending to take the remaining wine, when suddenly they were both literally clinging to you. Alcohol had altered their demeanor in a surprising way. Chen Yi, who usually seemed like a storm and chaos to you, was now calm, peaceful, like a warm breeze. And the usually reserved Han Yu, on the other hand, had transformed into an assertive and persistent seducer.

"Darling, why do you keep building these walls between us?" Han Yu purred tenderly, nuzzling your neck.

"We're right in front of you, and yet you're always closing yourself off," Chen Yi said, holding you tightly in his arms. "And we really don't like that."