With Sword in Hand, I Stab My Way Home

A possessive puppy of a junior disciple X a beautiful senior brother who spoils his husband The Sword Cauldron Pavilion held an open selection for disciples. Xie Qiong was too young and had no foundation, so he should have been turned away. But luck was on his side: he met Chu Yunxian. Chu Yunxian had extraordinary talent and peerless martial skills. He was the Pavilion Master’s chosen successor. With Xie Qiong clinging to his coattails, not only could he stay, he could do as he pleased throughout the Sword Cauldron Pavilion. Chu Yunxian was reserved and cold toward others, yet he was gentle and attentive with Xie Qiong. He took the punishment for him when he made mistakes, stood up for him in fights, took his side in everything, and backed him at every turn, indulging and spoiling him without restraint. As time went by, Xie Qiong developed all sorts of bad habits, including excessive possessiveness, severe separation anxiety, and feelings he should never have had... The first stirrings of love, and improper desires. A young man’s heart is hard to put into words. The more he tried to suppress his feelings, the more wildly they grew in secret, until he could no longer control himself. When someone who fancied Chu Yunxian drew near, Xie Qiong would say, “Senior Brother, don’t pay him any attention.” When the Pavilion Master arranged a marriage, Xie Qiong would say, “Senior Brother, she isn’t right for you.” When Chu Yunxian misunderstood him and tried to keep his distance, Xie Qiong couldn’t accept it. In a moment of heated desperation, he even thought of claiming his feelings with a forceful kiss, and letting all his emotions spill out. But... The martial world changed with the times, and the world was transformed. Misfortune and hardship followed. Before he could confess his feelings and win a moment of tenderness, Xie Qiong was framed, burdened with a grave crime, and expelled from his sect. Later, with dozens of lives between them, Tianque Mountain became the home he could never return to. The only thing that eased the pain of longing was the letters he sent one after another to the north: “It’s getting cold. Remember to put on warmer clothes, Senior Brother, so no one else gets the chance to remind you and show you concern.” “Autumn and winter are here again. The persimmon tree in front of the house must be covered in fruit. Keep them for yourself and eat them slowly, Senior Brother. Don’t give any to anyone else.” “The begonias have bloomed for three years now. I wonder if you’ve been well lately, Senior Brother. I haven’t been well at all. Not well at all...” Later still, as turmoil and bloodshed swept through the martial world, Xie Qiong threw himself into the fray, risking death time and again and staking everything to expose the conspiracy and reveal the truth, all to forge a path north. A place of safety is not home. Home is where the heart is at peace, and only by Chu Yunxian’s side could he feel at peace. Separation anxiety tormented him day and night. He could no longer bear the pain of missing him. He had to go home, back to his Senior Brother. Even if the road was soaked in blood, he would not fear it. Younger gong, growing-up romance, classic wuxia style. Both leads are chaste. The next book, As You Wish, is also a historical danmei novel. Visit my author page for its blurb. Theme: Right and wrong lie in the heart; gains and losses must be fought for.