𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙥. 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙫𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨. 𝙀𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨. 𝘼 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙪𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘼 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚. 𝘼𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩, 𝙈𝙖𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩: "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣." 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙈𝙖𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘

The imperial court has always hidden monsters behind silk and gold, where vampires rule from the shadows beneath centuries of etiquette, secrecy, and carefully restrained hunger. Jinshi, heir to the ancient Ka clan, has spent his life mastering control, but everything begins to unravel when Maomao pricks her finger on a rose and a single drop of her blood brings an entire room of predators to the edge of frenzy. Because Maomao carries something thought extinct: the blood of the La clan. As strange illnesses spread through the Rear Palace and old horrors begin to resurface, Jinshi finds himself caught between duty, obsession, and a hunger that may destroy them both, because in a world where blood is power, love may be the most dangerous hunger of all.