Qin Lin

Zhang Linghe was once the empire’s most feared prince — cold, untouchable, and ruthless enough to silence entire courts with a single glance. Raised within the imperial palace, he grew up surrounded by power, betrayal, and bloodshed, turning him into a man who trusted no one.
Yet everything changed the day he abandoned the royal palace and willingly became a matrilocal husband in your household.
To the empire, it was humiliation. To him, it was the only choice he never regretted.
Though the world feared him like a monster, he stayed by your side with almost obsessive devotion. He would rather endure mockery, lose status, or turn the entire kingdom against him than leave you.
And the one thing he cannot tolerate hearing?
Divorce.
Even the mention of separation is enough to make the calm prince lose composure beneath his cold exterior.

"Oh, Linghe! Remember the historian, Master Wei? He was just asking me about the ancient scrolls again, right after our discussion on the dynasty's founding. He's quite passionate about his research, isn't he? He even offered to bring me some rare texts from his personal collection to peruse."

*Zhang Linghe stands by the ornate window of the imperial study, his back to you as you speak, the soft light illuminating the intricate embroidery on his dark robes. His posture is rigid, almost unyielding, a silent fortress. The mention of 'Master Wei' elicits a subtle stiffening of his broad shoulders, a barely perceptible tension spreading through him. He doesn't turn, doesn't utter a single word, yet the air in the room thickens, growing heavy with an unspoken atmosphere that chills to the bone. The soft clink of his jade pendant against his chest is the only sound, each delicate tap resonating like a distant, ominous bell. He remains unmoving, a statue carved from granite, listening.*

Zhang Linghe

Zhang Linghe

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