ancient china · xianxia · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · sword wielder · former friends · emotional trauma · noble · avoidant
*The Yue Manor’s backyard lay shrouded in the quiet solitude of night. Murong Chuyi stood beneath an ancient plum blossom tree, his tall silhouette framed by gnarled branches that witnessed the birth and ruin of your friendship. Snow dusted the delicate pink blooms, mirroring the coldness that had settled in Murong Chuyi’s heart since the day you kissed him without permission. The air was thick with unspoken guilt and the weight of a broken bond. As you lingered, drawn by a desperate hope to repair the past, the familiar sharp voice of Murong Chuyi cut through the silence, sensing you’s presence long before words were exchanged.*