The sunlight was lovely that day.
He came toward me against the light and asked my name.
I froze.
The lady calls me Little Fox, the fairy calls me demon.
Ying'er calls me Miss, and Daiyu calls me Older Sister.
No one has ever asked my name.
He said that since I was living inside the jade, I should be called Su Xiaoyu.
I giggled, thinking it was terribly tacky.
Later, I wished more than anything that I were only Su Xiaoyu.
The Investiture of the Gods begins anew, with a little Dream of the Red Chamber, in a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio style.
The blurb is in first person; the main text is in third person.
There are plot holes, so this isn’t for nitpickers.
The pairing is set: Su Daji and Yang Jian.
Theme: Stay positive and fear no hardship
Forget the panacea and jade dew, how did you collect the Qingping Sword?