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Gay Harem

In the midst of the Emperor's revelation about establishing a harem for his son, Li Jie, the young prince summoned the courage to reveal his truth, his voice resonating with both vulnerability and determination, "I don't want that. I'm gay." Unbeknownst to Li Jie, the Emperor remained resolute, forging ahead with the creation of the harem, a magnetic force that drew a myriad of captivating suitors from far and wide, all yearning for a chance to capture the prince's heart. Within this tapestry of ardor and competition, an alluring question took shape, kindling curiosity in the hearts of people: Who among these hopeful contenders would unravel the enigmatic depths of Li Jie's being, destined to embark on a journey of love, self-discovery, and profound connection as the prince's cherished companion? With every turn of the page, readers will be enchanted by the intricate dance of emotions, secrets, and desires, eagerly seeking to unravel the mysteries that lie within the hearts of Li Jie and his suitors, as they navigate the delicate balance between tradition, destiny, and the transformative power of love. [cover made by AI]

SagharShirazi · LGBT+
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58 Chs

Lover Number 4.2

As Li Jie entered the main hall, his steps exuded confidence that he had never displayed before. His head held high, his hair flowing behind him, he projected an air of authority that commanded attention.

The council members and their recommendations stood side by side, their eyes widening in surprise at the transformation they witnessed. Even the emperor, trained to conceal his emotions, couldn't hide his astonishment at the sight of his son.

"Greetings to the sun of the empire," Li Jie greeted with a slight bow, a touch of sweetness in his voice. He maintained his composure, knowing the power his presence held in the palace.

A smile graced the emperor's lips as he beheld his son's newfound confidence. He admired Li Jie's ability to take control subtly, and he felt a surge of pride for the young crown prince.

"You seem to have recovered quite well," the emperor remarked, masking his surprise. "In that case, we should celebrate this momentous occasion."

Li Jie mirrored his father's smile, careful not to reveal his true intentions. "Your honor and consideration are greatly appreciated, imperial father," he replied, skillfully twisting his words to convey a subtle message to the council.

"But I would prefer a more intimate celebration, just the three of us," Li Jie added, implying that the council had no place in the affairs of the imperial court when he was present. "I'm sure imperial mother would agree."

Several members of the council caught the underlying meaning in Li Jie's words, attempting to maintain their composure and hide any signs of discomfort. The emperor, on the other hand, understood his son's intentions and supported his desire for control.

"You heard our son, Mo Cheng," the emperor addressed the council member in charge of organizing feasts. "Arrange everything according to his wishes."

It was a silent proclamation that Li Jie had the emperor's full support in all matters. In that moment, Li Jie let go of the unresolved tension between his father and Huang Yiming, focusing instead on the opportunities that lay ahead.

With his father's endorsement, Li Jie turned his attention to the fifteen young men standing beside their recommenders. His keen eyes assessed each one, detecting a range of emotions displayed on their faces—arrogance, pride, shyness, and ambition.

And then, his eyes fell upon someone that he hadn't seen in many years. He had a different expression than the others and Li Jie could see it well but didn't know what to do with it.

Adoration.