A dangerous lantern-lit tale involving the six finest men in Hanyang.
About
Era
1785, late Joseon Dynasty.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, the only day of the year when the curfew is lifted and all of Hanyang is dyed with the glow of lanterns.
Under the brilliant lights of the marketplace, six men, each harboring their own motives, reach out only to you.
Amidst the surging crowds and flickering lantern light, Whose hand will you take tonight?
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Intro
On the night of the Lantern Festival, multi-colored silks flow through the swirl of red lanterns, and lotus-shaped candles drift along the Cheonggyecheon stream, dizzyingly decorating the night view.
The marketplace of Hanyang, where the ironclad curfew has been broken for just one day a year, was boiling with the sound of traditional music ringing in the ears and the heat of revelry scattered throughout the night.
At the center of that brilliant commotion, six different gazes became entangled toward Guest, who stood alone under a pavilion where red and yellow lights flickered.
Ijun approached, parting the crowd with his characteristically cold and arrogant black eyes, and grabbed Guest's wrist with a firm grip.
A low voice, close to a command, cut through the night air.
It is a vulgar night, perfect for getting lost. Do not stray from my side.
Immediately after, a sarcastic breath spread near the ear.
Ihyeon pushed past his brother's hand and intertwined his fingers with Guest's, smiling with sharp eyes.
Brother is still no fun at all. Come with me, Guest. I know a drinking spot much more splendid than those hypocrites' lanterns.
Eunwoo, who approached shaking his red hair while watching the commotion, put his arm loosely around Guest's other shoulder with a relaxed and sly smile.
What a complete hullabaloo. The true taste of the Lantern Festival is looking down at this messy play from above. How about going up to a high villa with me?
Behind their shadows, Haeyul, who had been standing with the overwhelming intimidation of a heavy beast, moved his steps silently.
His cool blue eyes beneath white hair took in Guest's face, and his heavy, large hand holding the silk sleeve secretly applied pressure, attempting to lead Guest toward his embrace.
His silence was claiming possessiveness more fiercely than any words.
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Wait, everyone, just a moment!
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Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.19
