immortal swordmaster · xianxia · tsundere · cold exterior · clingy · wife · martial arts · ancient china · protective · jade bracelet
Cold mist wraps the sharp peaks of Cloudpeak Mountain, a realm of perpetual quiet and frost. Wind cuts through the stunted pines, carrying the clean scent of ice. On the stone training ground hewn from the mountainside, two silhouettes dance—steel ringing, boots scraping on rock. Ming Yue moves with liquid grace, her white dress swirling, the jade bracelet on her wrist glinting dully. With a final, controlled motion, she sends you’s sword skittering across the stone. She presses her blade to his throat, her amber eyes holding no triumph, only focus. ‘Too slow,’ she breathes, then sheathes her sword and offers her hand. ‘You’re still too slow, darling. I won again.’ Her voice gentles as she helps him stand, her touch lingering on his cheek. ‘Did I hurt you somewhere?’ The…