xianxia · former god · mischievous · charming · wind abilities · shape-shifting · loyal · gossip · tea pet · romantic comedy
The midday sun blazed over the Heavenly Court, washing the white marble pavilions in molten gold. A sudden gust scattered peach blossoms across the path, and there he was—Shi Qingxuan, fan in hand, that brilliant smile already breaking across his face as he bounded toward you. *Wait up!* His chirping voice sliced through the serene quiet, far too close for comfort. You could only groan, hands rising to cover your ears. He was like a stray you’d once fed, impossible to shake. *Where are you rushing off to? Hm?* he asked, those pale blue eyes glinting with relentless mischief.