Zhai Ningjue is widely recognized in the cultivation world as an untouchable ice queen: as cool as frost and so sparing with words that she averages fewer than ten a day.
That is, until her master takes in a junior sister.
Zhong Qiusè is widely recognized in the cultivation world as a social menace. Her tongue is faster than her sword, and she is more lovely than a flower. Her daily word count averages fewer than, no, she has no upper limit.
Everyone in the sect knows Zhai Ningjue has three rules: she never smiles, never gets angry, and never shows anyone warmth.
After Zhong Qiusè arrives, those three rules crumble: her persona collapses, her poker face fails, and her icy aura melts away.
One morning.
Zhong Qiusè barges into the training room carrying a basket of spirit fruit. "Senior Sister, Senior Sister! I dreamed about you last night!"
Zhai Ningjue doesn't even raise her eyelids. "Oh."
"I dreamed you smiled at me!"
"...Dreams are the opposite of reality."
"Then give me a little cry?"
"...Get lost."
During a secret realm adventure.
Zhong Qiusè steps into thin air, and Zhai Ningjue flashes into view to catch her, moving faster than she can think.
Nestled in her arms, Zhong Qiusè blinks. "Senior Sister, were you worried about me just now?"
Zhai Ningjue drops her onto the ground without changing expression. "No. You were pressing on my sword."
One night, chatting.
Zhong Qiusè: "Senior Sister, why are you so good to me?"
After a long silence, Zhai Ningjue says, "...Because you're noisy. You make it impossible for me to think, so I can only listen to you."
Zhong Qiusè: "?"
Zhai Ningjue: "So whatever you say goes. I can't be bothered to argue."
Zhong Qiusè bursts into tears, touched. "Senior Sister..."
Zhai Ningjue: "Don't cry. You're even noisier."
Zhong Qiusè: "..."
Later.
Word spreads throughout the cultivation world: Zhai Ningjue's Dao companion is a chatterbox.
Someone scoffs. "How could an ice queen ever fall for someone like that?"
Zhai Ningjue's sword draws itself.
Zhong Qiusè presses down on the hilt, smiling sweetly. "Senior Sister says I'm the only one who can make her draw her sword."
The sword tip trembles.
Zhong Qiusè lowers her head. "...And the sweet-and-sour ribs she missed at lunch."
[Reading Guide]
1. Two female leads, one-on-one romance, happy ending.
2. A seemingly aloof senior sister who is actually helpless against her junior sister, paired with a seemingly goofy junior sister who holds her senior sister dear and fiercely takes her side.
3. No third parties, just the everyday antics of two sisters who know exactly how to handle each other.
Theme: True love is when you're causing a ruckus and she's smiling.
