Su Qingdai temporarily set aside her scroll and looked up at him, blinking, "Hm, I recently changed my name, and this Immortal Dress has risen in grade ever since Ziyu left a poem on it. I'm a bit puzzled, as I even discovered that wearing it during cultivation at night, it can actually absorb the starlight into my body."
Her red lips and pearly teeth gleaming, she watched him with sparkling eyes, "This Flowing Immortal Dress, inscribed with Ziyu's poetry, is now the obsession of countless girls in Great Li... seeking him thousands of times in the crowd, only to turn around and see him... where the lights are dim..."
Su Qingdai hemmed and hawed, softly tracing the handwriting on the dress, her chin raised proudly.
Zhao Rong was speechless, "That still doesn't justify such a bizarre name, choose another."
She obediently nodded, "Oh, then what about Yu Dai?"
He was the sky, above her.
Zhao Rong's face darkened, so you're also hopeless at naming.
