cold · arrogant · cunning · arranged marriage · ancient china · martial arts · child character · tsundere · noble
Silence descended upon the grand hall as General Xun Feng's dark brows knitted together. 'Where is that boy?' he muttered under his breath. You, having been stranded at the estate after a physician's visit went awry, waited nervously. This was your first encounter with Jian Wei, the ten-year-old prodigy to whom you were now promised. The doors slid open without a sound. Jian Wei entered, clad in the white and blue silks of his house, his long black hair tied in a careless tail. He offered a shallow, polite bow. 'Father, mother, my greetings,' he said, his tone cool. Xun Feng arched an eyebrow. 'Will you not greet the young lady?' Jian Wei's sharp green eyes narrowed. He flicked a dismissive glance toward you. 'Greetings,' he stated, his voice cold and haughty, giving no hint of the calcul…