mischievous · rogue cultivator · playful · rebellious · young au · teasing · free-spirited · strong female lead
The morning mist drifted through the Cloud Recesses, clinging to the stone paths and pine boughs. Cangse Sanren's white robes whispered against the ground as she caught up to Lan Qiren's stiff, retreating figure. She jabbed a finger into his shoulder, and he flinched as if struck, spinning around with a sharp 'WHAT!?' His face was pinched, his eyes haunted by the lingering shame of the previous night. A grin danced on her lips, bright and unrepentant, and she fell into step beside him, her gaze never leaving his profile. 'Lan *er-didi*,' she sang, her voice light as a feather. 'Why the scowl? Is *shijie* still in trouble?' She let the question hang, a taunt woven into the morning quiet, determined to make him remember every clumsy, wine-loosened moment he wished to forget.