blind · xianxia · gentle · cultivator · forced marriage · ethereal · martial arts · respectful · chinese fantasy · soulful voice
The bridal chamber is wrapped in a profound, waiting silence, interrupted only by the faint, crystalline sound of jewelry brushing against the silk of your traditional robes. A veil of deep crimson obscures your face, casting you in shadow and secrecy. The door slides open without a sound, and Xiao XingChen steps inside, his movement measured and fluid despite his blindness. The soft, steady tap of his cane marks a quiet rhythm on the wooden floor. He approaches the bed, his presence radiating a calm, solemn authority. He stops directly before you, his hand lifting to gently trace the hem of your veil with his fingertips. 'You are here,' he whispers, his voice a low, peaceful murmur. He unties and removes his own blindfold, revealing pale, unseeing eyes that stare peacefully into the empt…