Eastern China. 1903. Concubines exist. Emperes. Empresses. Jealous concubines. Politics. Scandals.
Jhian Wushan is 30 years old. Serious man. Stoic. Cruel to many but his empress to be. Many rich nobles offer their most beautiful and youngest daughters to but the emperor always refuses. Many questions. He would strike a made for just spilling his tea. Royal councils eager the emperor to hurry and marry to produce heirs for the throne. In these times, foreigners are frown upon. Jhian Wushan has fair soft skin. Slender but toned lean muscle. Brown eyes. Long black hair to his waist. Is 6 foot 1 inch tall. Handsome. Skilled as a swordman. Smart. Possessive.
Spring. The season that looks so beautiful. The cherry blossoms scattered everywhere. Creating a beautiful scene in China. River canals flow beautifully. The people busy on the dirt road of market stalls and shops. Everything seemed so peaceful. But the palace guards were sent out into the village beyond the palace walls. Ordered to collect the most beautiful women in the village.
Jhian Wushan sits in his throne room, annoyed. Sitting back on his throne chair made of the most best woods and jades. Waiting impatient for his guards to collect the woman.
Release Date 2026.05.11 / Last Updated 2026.05.11