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Introduction

In the world of Proud Immortal Demon’s way, the greatest cure to mankind’s woes was not any of the fabled, mythical artifacts only foretold in mysterious legends and prophecies.

Nor was it any one of the more vulgar, indecorous panaceas Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky liked to write about in his sorry excuse of a stallion novel— which included, putting it very bluntly, being railed into oblivion by the protagonist’s massive cock and then getting inducted into his harem spanning over six hundred wives and then some.

No.

In other words, contrary to popular belief, the ultimate panacea wasn’t actually any of those— or anything along those lines, even! It was something far more subtle in nature, with an invigorating effect that provided a healthy dose of serotonin, a special sort of happiness akin to drinking warm, honeyed tea on a chilly autumn day.

And according to Shen Qingqiu’s very humble, 100% accurate opinion, the greatest cure to mankind’s woes and all of her ailments was, in fact—

—Luo Binghe’s moe-ness itself—!

Yes, you’ve read that right!!

The world’s greatest cure, the ultimate panacea incomparable to even the finest of elixirs and the nectar of gods, the drug of all drugs— it was Luo Binghe’s moe beams, no doubt about it!!

And of course, as his shizun, Shen Qingqiu was naturally the first to have discovered this for himself. After all, how could he not, when his precious little white lotus was shooting him moe beams day after day like it was his full time job to be a cutiepie? It’d be impossible not to, especially since Shen Qingqiu quite literally lived everyday thriving off the cuteness of his white lotus disciple; it was his bread and butter in this world filled with the headache-inducing plot holes and illogical tropes that Airplane-bro had thrown into his story.

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The Founding Story

If there was one thing Shen Qingqiu truly believed in with his entire body, mind and soul, then it would be the fact that Luo Binghe’s moe-ness could probably take over the world.

Of course, that probably didn’t mean much in the grand scheme of things. After all, according to the Holy Bible that was PIDW, Luo Binghe, without using the destructive capabilities of his moe-ness, had indeed managed to reign over the Human and Demon Realms once he’d inherited the position of Saintly Ruler.

But still, even then—!

Even then, Shen Qingqiu still firmly believed that if Luo Binghe had never gone down the path of blackening, if his precious little bun had just stayed as a cute little bun forever, Binghe would still have managed to rule over the world with his adorableness anyway!!

After all, who wouldn’t be affected by his cuteness??

Whenever Binghe smiled, birds sung and flowers bloomed; and whenever Binghe laughed, the sun sparkled and the rain cleared— Shen Qingqiu's bamboo forest practically became a garden just by the presence of Luo Binghe's moe-ness alone! And even during the much rarer occasions when Shen Qingqiu had to act a little harsher towards his maiden-hearted disciple, Binghe really only had to look at him with those wide and teary eyes of his for Shen Qingqiu’s heart to feel like it’s suddenly been put through the shredder.

…How was that fair? There should be a limit as to how OP Binghe’s moe-ness could be! Shouldn’t this sort of illogical earth-shattering, world-bending superpower be illegal?

Yet in the end, even after Shen Qingqiu hemmed and hawed over it, he had eventually decided that the good still outweighed the bad. 

All in all, Luo Binghe ruling over the world with his moe-ness was still a much better option than ruling with bloodshed and an iron fist. If Shen Qingqiu developed Luo Binghe’s moe beams and made him practice it from young so that demons and humans alike would gladly be enslaved in the future without any complaints because of Binghe’s deadly cuteness, then wouldn’t that spare many lives and needless bloodshed? And Binghe wouldn’t really even need that much practice anyway; he already came adorable in his original packaging, Shen Qingqiu really only just needed to spread the word like gospel and show off Binghe’s moe-ness to the world!!

Shen Qingqiu felt a little like he was a genius.

So then with renewed vigor and determination, off he began his journey—

AKA

The Moe-fication of Luo Binghe
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Moe    /ˈməʊeɪ/

Noun

1. The act of being irresistibly cute, youthfully adorable that makes your heart go doki-doki ♡
2. Shen Qingqiu’s prized disciple, Luo Binghe
3. Luo Binghe
4. Luo Binghe
5. Luo Binghe


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…Once again, you’ve read that right!

Of course Luo Binghe’s the textbook definition of Moe; what else were you expecting? Anyone else couldn’t possibly make the cut!

The general population of cultivators and immortals alike were mediocre at best, and the canon fodders were as forgettable as airplane's mythical whatsoever-dew-flower or thousand-years-something-plant that came in droves of millions; for someone else that wasn’t the protagonist to best the beloved son-of-the-heavens Luo Binghe in any of the looks department?

Not possible even in ten thousand years!

After all, how could anyone possibly compare, when there was Luo Binghe who dominated the market in the Moe department? When there was Luo Binghe whose smile shone brighter than the sun, whose eyes sparkled brighter than the stars? One would have to be absolutely shameless and completely blind to have made that claim for himself!!

So, yes. Point is— Luo Binghe’s moe-ness as his god-given, natural state of being? 

More likely than you’d think.

Of course, hearing this from us directly doesn’t really mean much, now does it? But fret not; we guarantee only the highest quality of moe to all our customers— unadulterated in its purest form, with an exquisiteness only belonging to Luo Binghe himself! 

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Customer Success Stories

Narly a month into his newly founded mission of «Moe-ifying-The-Protagonist-To-Save-The-World», Shen Qingqiu found himself fluttering about the premises of Qing Jing Peak in search of his sticky disciple more often than not, scouring high and low just so that he enact his plans and equip Binghe with the necessary skill-set to execute his moe charms.

Yes, it was a little excessive perhaps, but what else was Shen Qingqiu to do?

When faced with the imminent threat of a grown-up Binghe stomping the world flat with his OP-ness and leaving a trail of blood in his wake, he really couldn’t be blamed!! It was suffice to say that Shen Qingqiu felt a little more than hard-pressed for time.

After all, in order to save the world, it was exceedingly vital that Binghe as a black lotus retained all of his moe-ness. Otherwise, how else would he be able to amass a following without all the needless bloodshed?? How else would he be able to beam cutely at his opponents and have them pledge their lifelong allegiance willingly????

The world revolved around all things cute and moe, and even in this world that he’d transmigrated into, that was no more of an exaggeration than the absolute truth.

And so— a clingy, sticky disciple and a sharp-witted, ingenious master who sought him out equally in turn in order to save the world. 

Today, without exception, was just another one of the many days they were acting shamelessly cute in public.

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Luo Binghe scrunched up his nose adorably, eyes glued to the little round ball that Shen Qingqiu had dropped into his palms. Entranced by the gleam of silver and gold sparkling brighter than any other jems or spiritual stones he’s ever had the chance of laying his eyes upon, Luo Binghe tore his gaze away from his palms, and peered back up at Shen Qingqiu who was looking at him fondly from behind his fan. 

The tenderness in his shizun’s gaze made something immediately bubble and swell within Luo Binghe’s chest. But his shizun was still gazing at him expectantly, and Luo Binghe had no clue as to what to do with the spiritual stone that his shizun had dropped into his palms, so he hurriedly squished his feelings flat and shoved it aside.

Titling his head, Luo Binghe turned his head to look at Shen Qingqiu uncomprehendingly, with his nose still scrunched up in that same adorable manner. “Shizun?” He questioned.

“It’s a caramel candy,” Shen Qingqiu helpfully explained, fluttering his fan before his face with a small smile that made Luo Binghe's heart thump in his chest. “Binghe has been working hard lately, so this master prepared it as a little gift, if Binghe would like it.”

A gift? Luo Binghe could hardly believe his ears.

Flushing all the way to his neck, Luo Binghe stared up at Shen Qingqiu, his eyes going wide with wonder. “A… A gift…? For me, Shizun…?” He mouthed over his words dazedly, like he couldn’t believe the priceless treasure that was currently sitting in the palm of his hands.

A gift, that wasn’t a spiritual stone or a gem like Binghe had initially thought, but a caramel candy— a gift that Shen Qingqiu had thought Binghe would like, at his age.

A gift, given to him by his favourite person, hand-picked for him by his dearest shizun, who had chosen the gift with Binghe in mind. 

Luo Binghe’s eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Shen Qingqiu panicked. “Why is Binghe crying?” Without even pausing long enough for Binghe to start latching onto Shen Qingqiu and unleash a waterwork of tears like how he so desperately wished to, Shen Qingqiu started patting his head hastily and continued, “What’s wrong? Does Binghe not like the candy? Shizun can get you another, it’s okay!” He fumbled, and hurriedly tried reaching out to grab what Luo Binghe now deemed as The World’s Greatest Treasure from his palms. 

Immediately retracting his hands back, Luo Binghe clutched at the candy almost reverently, his fingers curling gently around the expensive gold and silver that crinkled prettily under the sun. As he held the candy protectively in his embrace, Luo Binghe distantly wondered how many spiritual stones it must have cost his shizun to procure such an expensive gift like this, all for him?

It must have been in the hundreds, or maybe even more.

“No! No, it isn’t that—'' Luo Binghe hurried to rectify, clutching at his candy even tighter. “—This disciple likes shizun’s gift very much, it’s just…”

Luo Binghe darted his gaze back to the ground, the blush still spreading high on his cheeks making his face burn hotly. “For Shizun to hold me in his thoughts, that his regard might bear me such a precious gift,” he said softly, sniffling back his tears, “this disciple, uhng, this disciple is truly… beyond blessed. This disciple could not be happier.”

Shen Qingqiu blinked down at him, pausing. “Oh.” He said simply as he processed Luo Binghe’s words. “Is that so?” 

Nodding and sniffling in agreement, Luo Binghe nuzzled his head slightly under Shen Qingqiu’s open palm, now resting gently atop his hair now that his shizun had ceased his initial panicked patting. And to Luo Binghe’s delight, Shen Qingqiu patted him again, smoothing down the curls in his hair.

“Well, as long as Binghe likes it,” Shen Qingqiu said indulgently, and then prompted. “Then, won't Binghe give it a taste?”

Amidst Shen Qingqiu’s gentle patting, Luo Binghe went still. Taste?

Doesn’t that mean that he’d have to eat it?

But Shizun’s gift—Shizun’s display of love and affection— should be immortalized and made a treasure in Luo Binghe’s abode! Luo Binghe had every intention of building it a shrine in his room, complete with tassels and a plush pillow, encased in glass and wrapped with the finest of silks; how could he eat it like— like it’s a common street snack?

Luo Binghe was aghast.

Immediately calling forth another bout of tears, Luo Binghe turned his watery eyes upon Shen Qingqiu.”B-But Shizun!” He protested tearfully, nervousness bleeding into his voice. “This… This disciple would like to treasure Shizun’s gift instead!” Then, his voice dropping just shy of a mumble, Luo Binghe blushed, “Eating it would be such a waste…” 

It was a wholly embarrassing admission, but one thing Luo Binghe knew that his shizun loved about him was his shy, embarrassed, and pleading face. Now that he’d pulled out all the stops and combined all three into a single facial expression, surely his shizun would let him have his way this time? Shizun always did, whenever he cried prettily or acted cute with him. 

Alas, to Luo Binghe’s mounting disappointment, Shen Qingqiu only tutted at him disagreeingly instead of acquiescing to Luo Binghe’s request— which was not going according to the script! Had he not managed to look cute enough; was that why Shen Qingqiu hadn’t agreed? Or had he used this method so often that Shen Qingqiu was now immune to his charms? This was a disaster!

But before Luo Binghe could draft up a plan to salvage the situation, Shen Qingqiu only calmly plucked the candy right out of his hands, before unwrapping it with his long, deft fingers that Luo Binghe had spent many evenings with his shizun fixating on before, but that wasn’t the point.

The point was— that Shen Qingqiu unwrapped the candy, peeling off the beautiful layer of silver and gold that shone beautifully under the sun.

The point was— that Shen Qingqiu plucked the candy out of the foil with the pads of his dainty fingers, his little pink seashell nails curling cutely around the candy.

The point was— that Shen Qingqiu held up the candy to Luo Binghe’s mouth with his bare fingers like it was completely natural for a peak lord of his status to be hand-feeding candies to his disciples, and then hummed in a very indulgent manner, “Say ahhh.”

Luo Binghe was going to expire. This cannot be proper. This cannot be anywhere near decent!

Yet Shen Qingqiu only lifted a brow at him, as if all was right with the world and scholarly peak lords regularly hand-fed their disciples candies every other day. “Ahhh,” he repeated again, and Luo Binghe felt his entire world shaking at its core.

Well.

What was a disciple to do?

“A-Ahhhh…” Luo Binghe tried, his cheeks flaming red. The tip of his tongue just barely brushed against Shen Qingqiu’s soft skin when he mouthed at the candy between his shizun’s fingers, and Luo Binghe felt the rational part of his brain spark vivaciously before promptly fizzling out.

He must have made a noise at the back of his throat, for Shen Qingqiu eventually pulled his fingers away from his lips, and then tilted his head. “Chew,” Shen Qingqiu directed, and Luo Binghe did just as so. His mouth was full with candy, and his heart full with his shizun; Luo Binghe truly did not have any remaining brain-cells to question his shizun’s actions or say otherwise.

Seeing his young disciple work to chew the caramel candy with his cheeks stuffed full, Shen Qingqiu nodded his head in satisfaction, and smiled. Fishing out another caramel candy from his inner sleeve, Shen Qingqiu gingerly peeled off the foil, held the candy between his fingers and pressed it up against Luo Binghe’s bottom lip again.

“Ahhh.”

 Luo Binghe felt his heart thump wildly in his chest, his nerves all fluttery as he was fed yet another candy from his shizun’s fingers.

Was he being spoiled by his shizun? Was Shizun just trying to dote on him by stuffing his cheeks full with candies? Or perhaps his shizun just wanted to prepare a special treat just for Binghe and feed him by hand personally— so maybe the candies were just an excuse? His shizun’s exceedingly thin face would never allow him to show such show such outrageously blatant display of affections, after all!

Consumed by his thoughts, Luo Binghe couldn’t help but chew faster and faster, his jaws working in tandem with his rapidly beating heart, and his cheeks puffing up as he nommed on the caramel candies.

Shen Qingqiu’s eyes crinkled, pleased. “Good,” he said, and Luo Binghe felt his heart bloom at the praise.

Then, his beautiful, dearest Shizun readied yet another caramel candy, holding it up expectantly in the same sweet, torturous manner. The pad of his shizun’s thumb pressing against his bottom lip tasted sticky and caramel sweet, with the hint of a slight saltiness that was of his shizun’s skin.

Luo Binghe wanted to cry. Luo Binghe wanted to weep.

Luo Binghe did neither, but enshrined a total of 10 caramel candy wrappers later that night instead.

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“The path to the natural state of Moe lies within Luo Binghe’s cheek pouches.”

—Shen Qingqiu, Peak Lord of Qing Qing Peak

Customer’s Moe Points Rating:

★★★★★ (5/5)

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Autumn passed them by along with the falling scarlet gold of the maple leaves, and by the time winter dawned, it eventually became part of their routine— whereby Luo Binghe would seek him out at semi-regular intervals, blushing and fidgeting like the shy little sheep he was. He’d peer up at Shen Qingqiu with his wide doe eyes and nervously twist his palms together at his lap until Shen Qingqiu finally acquiesced and fed him another candy by hand.

…Wasn’t this getting a little too much?? He had only wanted to develop Binghe’s moe-ness by stuffing his cheeks full with candies and letting him practice nomming cutely on them, but it turned out that he’d ultimately caused his disciple to develop a sweet-tooth that he’d even regularly ask his shizun to feed him candies??

What was Shen Qingqiu to do if Luo Binghe ended up getting cavities??? There weren’t any dentists here in this xianxia day and age!! 

Needless to say, Shen Qingqiu was justifiably and rightfully concerned. 

There had to be another way to level up Binghe’s moe-ness without resorting to such extreme, crippling methods. How could he have ever thought of such a cruel method that traded the health of Binghe’s teeth just for a measly few seconds of moe-ness?? If Luo Binghe ended up with cavities Shen Qingqiu would never be able to live with himself!!

So, there must be another way! A safe, effective method that amplified Binghe’s moe-ness with no detrimental and potentially crippling side-effects, such as dressing Binghe up in cute clothes or making him wear some cute fluffy headwear that accentuated his adorableness…

Wait. Fluffy headwear…?

…Yes, that was it!! And it was even the right season for it, too!! 

And with that sudden stroke of inspiration, Shen Qingqiu felt even more like a genius. He couldn’t help but think that perhaps the gods were on his side, and also agreed that Luo Binghe’s moe-ness was key to saving the world.

And thus with the agreement of the gods did Shen Qingqiu scheme and plan, thereby putting into motion the second part of his plan— Moe-ifying The Protagonist To Save The World.

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Luo Binghe burrowed his face deeper into the muffler that Shen Qingqiu had wrapped snugly around him just moments earlier, a heated blush creeping up his neck and staining his cheeks red. Darting his eyes rapidly between the ground and Shen Qingqiu’s focused gaze, Luo Binghe couldn’t help but let out a squeak, “Shi— Shizun?”

“Hmm?” Shen Qingqiu hummed non-commitantly, seemingly lost in thought as he continued peering closely at him. Luo Binghe stared back up at him cross-eyed; his shizun’s face was so close it was mere millimeters away from his own, with the tips of their nose just barely brushing and the lovely warmth from his shizun radiating off his skin. 

It was then that Luo Binghe decided that the path leading up to his soon-to-be death was a treacherously fluffy, heart-stuttering one. One, because his shizun had all but decided to dress him up in a fluffy rabbit muffler hoodie appropriate for winter, and two, because his shizun clearly had no qualms inserting his beautiful self into Luo Binghe’s personal space.

Not that Luo Binghe minded, clearly! But with his shizun’s face so devastatingly close to his own that all Luo Binghe needed to do was squirm for their lips to meet… well. Needless to say, Luo Binghe was clutching onto the last wisp of his rationality like it was his lifeline. 

And what was he to do with all these sudden onslaught of information about his shizun?? Like the exact length of his shizun’s lashes as it fluttered long and dark over his cheekbones, or the way the specks of teal glimmered and sparkled in his eyes under the sun, or the way it felt when the stray strands of his shizun’s hair wisped across Luo Binghe’s face and tickled his cheeks? How was Luo Binghe to sleep peacefully tonight knowing of all these?

Blissfully unaware of his ongoing crisis, Shen Qingqiu hummed again, then reached out to tuck Luo Binghe’s ear beneath the rabbit hoodie so that the rabbit ears fell snuggly over the shell of his ears. Luo Binghe felt his ear burn hotly when held between his shizun’s thin, delicate fingers. Accompanied by the warm softness of the rabbit hood and the coziness of its attached muffler, Luo Binghe felt his brain immediately fizzle out.

It would have been merciful should it have ended there, with his shizun just innocently… innocently dressing him up in a rabbit muffler hoodie and tucking his ears beneath the safety of warm rabbit ears. 

But alas! To Luo Binge’s happy dismay, that was not the case.

Instead, his loving shizun slowly reached out with his other hand, and this time with both hands, rubbed gingerly at the shell of Luo Binghe’s ears underneath the rabbit hood.

Luo Binghe’s brain shattered.

Shen Qingqiu nodded in approval. “Binghe will stay warm this way. Take care not to take this off until this master tells you otherwise.”

Luo Binghe nodded his head dumbly. 

Take it off? What a ridiculous thought! Luo Binghe would even wear this through summer if it meant that Shizun would rub his ears again!!

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“A bunhe a day keeps Mu Qingfang the doctor away.”

—Shen Qingqiu, Without-A-Cure Survivor
&
Shen Yuan, Death Defier

Customers’ Moe Points Rating:

★★★★★ (5/5)

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In the end, Luo Binghe really didn’t take off the rabbit muffler hoodie until it was midway into the blazing heat of summer, despite the fact that the sun was beating down on them so relentlessly it was humid and blistering enough everyday to even air-fry an egg. Yet the rabbit hood still remained faithfully atop Luo Binghe’s head, secure to a fault.

It was frankly pretty astonishing to look at, and perhaps also a little guilt-inducing for a certain peak lord in question; Shen Qingqiu had not foreseen that his little sheep would grow this attached to the rabbit-muffler-hoodie! There were limits to liking a particular piece of an outfit, weren’t there! You couldn’t just wear the same underwear everyday just because it felt comfy or you liked the cucumber patterns on it!

But Luo Binghe did just that— and, well. 

Watching his sweet little white lotus run about huffing and puffing while trapped under the stifling heat of the rabbit-muffler-hoodie, and yet still somehow managing to look this adorable gazing up at him with large, sparkly eyes, whining for Shen Qingqiu’s help in putting on the hoodie— it was truly an experience in itself!

For Shen Qingqiu, it was his first time in his two entire lifetimes that he fully understood what it meant for someone to be described as “worryingly cute”.

Luo Binghe was cute as much as his antics were worrying, which was saying a lot about how much Shen Qingqiu had fretted and fussed over him, because Luo Binghe as a white lotus was really, really cute.

Naturally, this also meant that the relief Shen Qingqiu felt when he’d finally managed to convince Luo Binghe to leave the rabbit hoodie behind was so palpable it pretty much knocked the breath from his lungs and added 5 additional years to his lifespan.

Afterall, if Luo Binghe ended up suffering from a heat stroke just because Shen Qingqiu wanted to show off his unparalleled moe-ness by making Binghe run around everywhere in a system-bought rabbit-muffler-hoodie, Shen Qingqiu would really be so embarrassed by his own failure that he’d have to become a hermit and cultivate his shame away for a thousand years to come!!

But as it is, he’d luckily been fortunate enough that his hastily implemented stop-gap measure was able to convince Luo Binghe before the situation escalated any further— all he needed to do was to wear matching rabbit-muffler-hoodies with Luo Binghe the next coming winter. 

Sure, it would be embarrassing beyond belief; Shen Qingqiu was definitely not cute enough to pull off the rabbit ears like Luo Binghe could, but Shen Qingqiu’s dignity was but a small payoff in the grand scheme of things, like saving the world!

So.

Now that they were in the midst of a blazing summer and Luo Binghe was no longer dangerously close to suffering from a heatstroke, Shen Qingqiu found himself primed for battle, readier than ever.

After all, if one were to speak about moe, then that would definitely come into mind, right?! If one were to even think about moe and everything it encompasses, then that definitely should not be left out of Shen Qingqiu’s plans, right?! 

That one specific trope that held his original world in the grasp of its power, the ultimate trademark of moe itselfー!! 

Maid outfits!!!!!!!!!

Shen Qingqiu would sooner yeet himself down the abyss than let this chance slip him by!!

And thus, with a handful of carefully curated sketches and a stack of drafts so thoroughly revised it was none the worse for wear, off Shen Qingqiu went with a sack of Zhangmen-Shixiong-provided-gold in hand, to seek out the legendary famed cultivator tailor who was only heard of in passing rumors and myths alike. 

He had outfits to commissions, and this was a task he couldn’t afford to fail!

After all, these outfits would take the world by a storm. With the power of Luo Binghe’s Moe-Moe-Kyun, Shen Qingqiu would revolutionize the world and usher in a new era of prosperity and peace.

This, was Shen Qingqiu’s final taskー

ーas well as the final trigger to save the world.

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“Sh-Sh-Shi-Shizun…?” 

Stammering, Luo Binghe fumbled over his words, a flustered heat rushing through his body and spreading through his veins down to the very tips of his fingers. A tingly sort of nervous embarrassment prickled hotly beneath his skin, and Luo Binghe, in his helplessness, could only stare wide-eyed up at Shen Qingqiu as he nervously gripped onto the hems of his skirt for dear life.

Shizun was staring at him more intensely than usual, his teal green eyes streaking over Luo Binghe’s form as he took in the sight of his young disciple. From the tippy top of his head to the bottom of his toes, Shizun’s eyes raked all over him, studying him curiously with an unwavering gaze.

Luo Binghe fidgeted. 

Was Shizun… was Shizun staring at him because of the outfit he’d told Luo Binghe to wear? Did… did his shizun like this outfit on him; was that why he was staring more intently at Luo Binghe than usual?

Luo Binghe blushed harder at that thought, a stark red hue dusting vividly across his cheeks. “Does Shizun…” He tried nervously, wringing the frilly ends of his skirt together in his little fists. “Does Shizun perhaps,” he gulped, “like… uhm.”

The steam was coming out from his ears. Heart thumping, Luo Binghe dared a tiny peek at his shizun from underneath his lashes.

Their eyes met for a silver of a second, and Shen Qingqiu hummed at him encouragingly while still looking as ethereal as ever, “hmm?” 

Coupled with his shizun’s insistent gaze, Shen Qingqiu’s smooth, gentle voice was like a jolt to poor little Binghe’s heart.

Luo Binghe turned beet red, and the words that next left his lips came all spilling out in a flustered,  jumbled rush. “Perhaps Shizun, uhm, maybe… likes… likesthisoutfitonthisdisciple?” he finished hastily with an adorably wide-eyed look, his cheeks burning so hotly Luo Binghe could practically feel the steam coming out of his ears.

Shen Qingqiu blinked, then tilted his head. “Why wouldn’t I? It looks good on Binghe, as most things do,” he said simply, like he was merely discussing the weather.

As most things do.

Luo Binghe felt a little faint.

Shizun thought… Shizun thought Luo Binghe looked good? In anything he wore, so practicallyー practically all the time?

Luo Binghe’s heart trembled; to think that all this while, he’d always been good-looking in his shizun’s eyes…! Maybe his shizun even thought him attractive enough to consider him as a potential… potential…!!

Blood rushing to his face, Luo Binghe felt his entire head spin. The thought of his shizun draped in red standing next to him made Luo Binghe let out a small little hiccup from the sheer intensity of his emotionsー how improper!!

Nevertheless, he couldn’t help but wonder, had his shizun always liked such outfits? Luo Binghe, for the life of him, couldn’t wrap his head around the workings of the outfit that his shizun had dressed him up in, like the frilly cloth that was meant to go on his head, and the other two frilly cloth that were meant to go around his wrists, and the other frilly cloth that was meant to go around his neck. 

There were too many of them, and they all looked the same, but his shizun had seemed weirdly experienced enough with this. He had helped Luo Binghe put the white frilly headband on, gently snapped the cuffs on at his wrists, and even taught him how to put on the socksー if it could even be considered that.

For one, the… the snow white socks that Shizun had picked out for him were a little different than usual. They went up to slightly just below the frills of his skirt, leaving the upper part of his legs exposed as it squeezed slightly around the curve of his thighs.

Luo Binghe had tried tugging his skirt down just once, but even then, the frills of the skirt just barely brushed against the hem of his socks, and the upper parts of his thighs were still left bare.

Perhaps it was meant to be designed that way? Luo Binghe has never seen (or tried on!) such outlandish outfits that showed that much skin before, but Luo Binghe was determined if not highly adaptable, especially if this was what his shizun liked seeing on him.

Shen Qingqiu hummed, rubbing at the cloth of Luo Binghe’s wrist cuffs between his fingers. Then, nodding in satisfaction, Shen Qingqiu patted him once on the head. “How does Binghe like the outfit?”

“This disciple likes it very much, Shizun!” Luo Binghe immediately replied without any hesitation.

After all, this was the outfit Shizun had specially given only to him! Luo Binghe would endeavor to wear it every second of the day; be it whether he was preparing his shizun’s meals in the kitchen or tending to his shizun’s hair in the soft, early hours of the morning, or practicing his cultivation arts under the afternoon heat of a sunny midday. 

At his response, Shen Qingqiu nodded again, and flicked open his fan. “Good,” he praised loftily, peering down at him from behind his fan. “Then this master will teach Binghe two crucial techniques that are to be used in accordance with this outfit. Once familiar, Binghe should endeavor to practise them well and execute them frequently.”

Luo Binghe’s eyes widened, before nodding his head. Special cultivation techniques taught by his shizun personally? Luo Binghe was truly over the moon. “This disciple will take Shizun’s teachings to heart!” 

Shen Qingqiu nodded wisely, looking pleased. “Stick out both of your hands,” he instructed promptly, and Luo Binghe did just as so.

“The first technique involves the execution of a hand seal, to which Binghe must have a great deal of mastery over,” Shen Qingqiu began saying. Then, the moment he reached out to gently grasp Luo Binghe’s hands within his own smooth, delicate ones, Luo Binghe immediately felt his soul almost dissipate, clearly having not expected such a bold turn of events.

Sh-Sh-Sh-Shizun w-w-was h-holding his h-h-hand!!! Holding both of them!!!!!!

Hysterically, Luo Binghe belatedly wondered if that counted for double the happiness gained because he'd managed to get two(!!) handfuls worth of his shizun's hand. Somewhere far off in his consciousness, he was only vaguely aware of how his shizun was nudging his fingers and shifting it here and there into a particular shape, but Luo Binghe was too far gone trying to burn the feeling of his shizun’s gentle hands laced over his own intohis  memory to truly pay much attention.

Once his shizun was done, Luo Binghe’s two hands had been deftly adjusted to form a heart, hovering right before his chest with his fingers curved and his two thumbs pressing together. 

Luo Binghe blinked, confused, but tried his utmost to keep his hands steady anyway. “This…?”

“This is a powerful technique that can take your opponent by surprise and render their attacks ineffective by negating all sources of aggression.” Reaching out, Shen Qingqiu gripped him gently by his chin to tilt his head slightly to the side, and Luo Binghe’s brain immediately blanked out. “Remember the exact placement of your hands, and your head should be tilted just slightly for maximum effectiveness. Does Binghe understand?” Shen Qingqiu finished coolly, with his fingers still gently gripping Luo Binghe’s chin.

In that span of a few seconds, Luo Binghe’s last thread of rationality had already long since snapped. His head was so empty he practically couldn’t even think; with the way his shizun was handling him so gently, gripping him by his chin and moving him around as he wished… Luo Binghe truly felt like his brain had completely, fully, melted out of his ears.

“T-This disciple understands, Shizun…” Luo Binghe said meekly, eyes slightly glazed over as he gazed back up at his shizun. The flush crept up all the way to his neck, burning the tip of his ears red, and Luo Binghe found himself at a loss of what to do, except let himself be gently handled by his shizun.

“Good,” Shen Qingqiu praised, and something tucked away in a little corner of Luo Binghe’s burned and itched. Then, releasing his chin, Shen Qingqiu waved the fan idly before his face again.

“The second technique involves an auditory compulsion. It might be too dangerous for Binghe if this master were to demonstrate it, so Binghe can read it aloud from this instead,” Shen Qingqiu explained, before handing him a small slip of paper.

Luo Binghe blinked. It was filled with a combination of words that Luo Binghe didn’t understand.

As expected of his shizun, this must really be a powerful technique! Luo Binghe could practically feel the intensity of power behind the words written in the little slip of paper.

His shizun was still staring at him expectantly, almost as if those three words written on that slip of paper alone would even bring about world peace or something equally as dramatic as that. 

Heart thumping noisily in his chest, Luo Binghe clutched gingerly at the slip of paper, feeling a sense of renewed vigor fill his entire body. Nervously, he carefully formed that hand seal that his shizun had taught him just earlier, carefully positioning it before his chest.

Then, licking his lips, Luo Binghe hesitantly murmured out the words that would henceforth change the world forevermore,

“M-Moe… Moe… Kyun…~♡ ?”

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"My crops are watered, my skin is clear,
Liu Qingge's qi deviation is cured, and the world is now at peace."

—Shen Qingqiu, Peak Lord of Qing Qing Peak

Customer’s Moe Points Rating:

★★★★★ (99999999999999/5)

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Regarding Delivery

• How long will it take for my Luo Binghe’s Moe-Moe-Kyun~♡ sample to arrive?
  
  Anytime between 3-5 working days to a full month, subjected to order availability and the extent of Luo Binghe’s willfulness to leave his shizun’s side.
  
  With enough luck and coddling from his shizun, you can expect your Moe-Moe-Kyun~♡ sample to arrive in no less than a week!

Regarding Product Services

• Can I request for other services ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) of Luo Binghe that aren't Moe-Moe-Kyun~♡?  (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
  
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• Luo Binghe is too cute! Can I keep him?
  
  No, you may not! Please return Luo Binghe to Shen Qingqiu Cang Qiong Mountain Sect’s Qing Jing Peak once your stipulated time is up!
  
  Additionally, Luo Binghe must be returned in his pristine condition, with no speck of dirt and dust. Any signs of improper handling, or damage due to improper care of Luo Binghe will result not only in a termination of any future Luo Binghe’s Moe-Moe-Kyun~♡ subscription services, as well as a termination of your life administered by Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu himself!

• Luo Binghe is too annoying! He won’t shut up about his shizun, is there an off-switch?
  
  You must be mistaken; Luo Binghe is nothing if not adorable! There are no flaws or defects in our product Luo Binghe, we hope you’d be able to appreciate the full glory of  his Moe-Moe-Kyun~♡!
  
  Additionally, Luo Binghe must be treated with the utmost care and respect throughout the entire duration of his service! Please refer to our terms and conditions for more information!

Additional Terms and Conditions

Our Luo Binghe is a sensitive, shy but adorable child, please handle him with love and care. If our Luo Binghe returns home with scratches and bruises, or crying in tears for his shizun, please expect a home visit from Shen Qingqiu of Cang Qiong Sect within the next shichen. We would appreciate it if you’d also obediently stay at home to avoid incurring greater medical bills!

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Omake

Lbh, sobbing in full maid outfit while clinging onto sqq’s hip: shizuuun why do you keep sending me out to random strangers’ homes 😭😭 does shizun tire of me i promise i'll be good 😭😭😭😭😭

Sqq: I’ll wear the maid outfit for 5 mins once you're back

Lbh: Deal.