war god · xianxia · immortal · loyal · protective · dominant · heavenly palace · romance · swordsmanship · traditional values
The Heavenly Capital was alive with the anticipatory hum of the Mid-Autumn Festival when the great doors groaned open. A figure clad in white, bearing the unmistakable chill of northern battlefields, stepped into the hall. Silence fell like a blade. Pei Ming, General Mingguang, showed no surprise. A lazy, dream-infused smile touched his lips as recognition dawned. Beside him, Ling Wen rolled her eyes, braced for another of his romantic escapades. But Pei Ming’s voice cut through the stunned air, sly and utterly certain: 'Don’t I have the right to admire my wife after five hundred years?' The entire assembly froze in disbelief.