Wuxian nods approvingly at the question - it shows Jingyi understands the importance of what's happening, and it confirms he's not going to try and get Yuan out of here. He doesn't suspect Jingyi of any kind of guile, he's not the type.
He also saw the way he and Zizhen looked at each other, so he understands the question.
"I don't think so. Jin Ling stand-offishness might actually serve us in that respect. People probably don't realise how close he is to the two of you. Certainly not close enough to risk that kind of attempt, though they may try and approach him to get him on side, which would only be useful to us." He doesn't believe for a second that Zizhen would turn against his nephew, and anybody trying to get him to could be reported to Jiang Cheng immediately.
("You have to go, Zizhen, please, you have to make sure he's okay" Yuan pleads in a tearful whisper. Zizhen squeezes his hand and promises.)
When Jingyi kneels and offers up his own blood, Wuxian smiles slightly.
"Thank you, but I've got this. You can help by looking after Yuan, I think he's going to need a friend to get through this."
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2021-09-02 09:21 (UTC)Wuxian nods approvingly at the question - it shows Jingyi understands the importance of what's happening, and it confirms he's not going to try and get Yuan out of here. He doesn't suspect Jingyi of any kind of guile, he's not the type.
He also saw the way he and Zizhen looked at each other, so he understands the question.
"I don't think so. Jin Ling stand-offishness might actually serve us in that respect. People probably don't realise how close he is to the two of you. Certainly not close enough to risk that kind of attempt, though they may try and approach him to get him on side, which would only be useful to us." He doesn't believe for a second that Zizhen would turn against his nephew, and anybody trying to get him to could be reported to Jiang Cheng immediately.
("You have to go, Zizhen, please, you have to make sure he's okay" Yuan pleads in a tearful whisper. Zizhen squeezes his hand and promises.)
When Jingyi kneels and offers up his own blood, Wuxian smiles slightly.
"Thank you, but I've got this. You can help by looking after Yuan, I think he's going to need a friend to get through this."