Master, Don't Rush!

After seeing off the last junior brother to venture into the martial world, Gu Qingdai saw her master playing the zither beneath a tree. When the piece ended... She confessed her feelings... It went like this... Gu Qiao brushed the fallen petals off her clothes and started to get up. Gu Qingdai hurriedly tugged at Gu Qiao's sleeve and cried, "Master... I haven't finished speaking!" Gu Qiao replied calmly, "Speak!" Gu Qingdai lifted her chin and said, "I've fallen in love with Master. You're so beautiful, Master. I want to marry you!" When she ventured into the martial world in the future, she would take Master along, too. She absolutely couldn't let anyone else marry her. She didn't dare say that part aloud, afraid her senior brothers and sisters out on their adventures would object. After all, Master belonged to everyone. Gu Qiao's breath caught, and she nearly choked. The corner of her mouth twitched a few times as she stared at Gu Qingdai for the time it took an incense stick to burn. Slowly recovering, she finally said, "Actually, I'm not that good-looking. Why don't you marry someone else?" Gu Qingdai grabbed Gu Qiao's hand and declared, "Since Master isn't good-looking, surely no one else will marry you. So let me marry you!" The vein at Gu Qiao's temple twitched a few times. She held back the urge to smack Gu Qingdai away and silently repeated to herself: She's only seven, only seven. I won't hold it against her! Gu Qingdai, a naive girl who had never left the valley, and Gu Qiao, a generation's Demon Lord, spar wits and courage. Who knows when love began, but the feelings run deep. Her silken robes are light, her simple dress thin, and the spring night is still long. Master, don't rush!