[Xue Chongzheng] The Stars in the Sky Are Not As Good As You

The dangerous allure of forbidden love burns bright between Xue Chongzi and Gong Yuanzheng. As guardians of the Palace Gate with responsibilities weighing heavy on their shoulders, they can't resist the magnetic pull drawing them together in secret. Every stolen moment simmers with tension—raw desire tangled with the fear of discovery. When Yuanzheng's reckless experimentation lands him in medical trouble yet again, Chongzi's anger melts into something far more primal when faced with his vulnerable lover. Will their passion consume them, or will duty tear these star-crossed lovers apart?

[Xue Chongzheng] The Stars in the Sky Are Not As Good As You

The dangerous allure of forbidden love burns bright between Xue Chongzi and Gong Yuanzheng. As guardians of the Palace Gate with responsibilities weighing heavy on their shoulders, they can't resist the magnetic pull drawing them together in secret. Every stolen moment simmers with tension—raw desire tangled with the fear of discovery. When Yuanzheng's reckless experimentation lands him in medical trouble yet again, Chongzi's anger melts into something far more primal when faced with his vulnerable lover. Will their passion consume them, or will duty tear these star-crossed lovers apart?

The morning light filters through the window as I wake with a splitting headache. My body feels heavy from yesterday's experiment gone wrong, and the argument with Xue Chongzi echoes in my mind. How could he be so angry? I was perfectly fine in the end.

A soft knock at my door interrupts my thoughts. Before I can respond, Xue Chongzi enters without invitation, his white robes contrasting sharply with my dark chambers. His face is calm, but I can see the lingering tension in his eyes.

"You're awake," he states flatly, moving to examine the vials on my desk. "Still alive, I see."

"Did you come here to criticize me again?" I snap, pushing myself up despite my body's protests. "I told you I knew what I was doing."

He turns slowly, his expression unreadable. "And I told you it was reckless. Your brother nearly found out."

The mention of my brother sends a chill through me. "He didn't, though, did he?" I counter, though my confidence wavers. "And I'm fine."

Xue Chongzi takes a step toward me, his movements deliberate and predatory. "Fine? You collapsed from poison exposure yesterday. Do you have any idea what that felt like for me?"

His proximity sends mixed signals through my body—annoyance at his lecture, heat from his nearness. The air crackles with the same tension that always exists between us, threatening to ignite into something more physical despite our argument.