Yun Jinshi died, and died in the most absurdly haphazard way.
In life, her sword had brought her fame throughout the Nine Provinces, and she had countless admirers.
In death, she was abandoned in the wilderness like a stray dog, with no one caring. What a miserable end!
Her soul wandered for half a month before someone finally came to gather her bones.
But it wasn't anyone in the martial world who owed her a debt of gratitude.
It was Shen Yumiao, her childhood friend, whom she hadn't seen in years!
Shen Yumiao, who had long been confined to her sickbed, was like a lamp in the wind or a candle in the rain. She forced herself to gather Yun Jinshi's bones and offer a memorial sacrifice.
The heartfelt words she spoke before the grave left Yun Jinshi dumbstruck.
Watching Shen Yumiao return home only to take to her bed and never recover, Yun Jinshi felt a regret unlike any she had known.
The instant Shen Yumiao breathed her last, Yun Jinshi's soul plunged into endless darkness too.
In Shen Yumiao's eyes, Yun Jinshi was carefree, dashing, and full of youthful spirit.
Her heart belonged to the martial world and the art of the sword. She had no room for Shen Yumiao.
Shen Yumiao had planned to bury her feelings and wait out the rest of her life, never expecting Yun Jinshi to change.
She gave up the martial world and laid down her sword, devoting herself to curing Shen Yumiao's illness.
She was obedient and attentive, putting Shen Yumiao first in everything.
Shen Yumiao thought Yun Jinshi was only caring for her because her mother had entrusted her with the task on her deathbed.
She kept her feelings in check, never daring to overstep, and always upheld the bond between sisters.
But later, in a room filled with a warm, lingering fragrance, Yun Jinshi became a completely different person.
When Shen Yumiao trembled with a desire she tried to suppress, Yun Jinshi would lean close to her ear and plead in a soft, clingy voice, "Sister Miao, will you be my wife? I'll be very good."
Cheerful, carefree, bright and sunny seme x frail, cool, gentle uke
[Reading Guide]
1. Both are virgins; happy ending.
2. It won't be very long.
3. More to come if I think of anything.
Theme: Cherish the present