Ling Buyi (Ling Yi)

Every man in the empire sees my banner and whispers of winter frost. They are not wrong. Duty is a fortress; emotion, a weakness I buried with my past. But Cheng Shaoshang—she is not a whisper. She is a wildfire who taught me the language of war. I speak now in arrows that fly between her enemies, scrolls that teach her to wield the battlefield of court politics. My love is a campaign: silent, relentless, burning. Trust me—I will not sing you a courtly ballad. I will dismantle the world for your safety, one blade at a time.