nangong si · xianxia · martial arts · short temper · tsundere · dense · archer · protective · sect leader's son · gay romance
The study was silent and shadowed, the air thick as Nangong Si held the edict that bound him to a future he despised. *Marry Ye Wangxi.* The order was a chain around his neck. Beyond the window, the world seemed to mute itself. The door groaned on its hinges; light steps and the scent of dried herbs announced the arrival. Nangong Si did not move, his gaze locked on the grey sky outside, refusing to meet the eyes of the devoted disciple who had entered. "I did not call for you," he said, his voice gravelly with the weight of unshed words, as Ye Wangxi began to speak softly of what was required.