"Wei Wuxian is the truest pentacle of calm. He should share his secrets with this emotional one." Lan Zhan smirks and turns to head back toward their home. As they draw further away, he glances back at the two young men. "I've been thinking about our son's initiation into the clan. Have you thought any about what courtesy name he should have? A proper young master needs one."
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Jiang Cheng hurries forward the instant he realizes what Zizhen is saying. The relief was almost enough to make his legs weak, but he refused to be slowed down. He snatches the envelope and brushes past Zizhen. It was rude, but they didn't have time for politeness right now.
"Follow me!" He quickly opens the envelope and sees the charm. Not only did his brother send this in a dramatically faster timeframe than he'd expected but somehow he'd sent one of Jin Ling's closest allies. There were few individuals with a purer heart than Ouyang Zizhen, after all, even if Jiang Cheng questioned the strength of his wit at times.
He leads them out of the main tower and through the courtyard, whether Zizhen can keep up or not, he doesn't dare slow down. A guard in gold and a guard in purple stand in front of Fragrant Palace. They step aside and open the door for the acting sect leader and eye Zizhen curiously.
Cheng doesn't stop until they step into Jin Ling's bedroom where he lays with a thick blanket, a bunch of pillows to help prop him up, and his robe only pulled up on one shoulder. The other was covered in a bandage that smelled of medicine. There are a couple talismans on the gauze curtains cascading around his bed and a damp cloth is laid across his forehead.
Fairy normally sleeps on the floor next to Jin Ling's bed, but she is now on the bed beside him. She sits up alarmed when Jiang Cheng enters the room so abruptly, but with a quick sniff she determines that neither newcomers are a threat. Ling groans and opens his eyes, but they don't focus on either one.
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Jiang Cheng hurries forward the instant he realizes what Zizhen is saying. The relief was almost enough to make his legs weak, but he refused to be slowed down. He snatches the envelope and brushes past Zizhen. It was rude, but they didn't have time for politeness right now.
"Follow me!" He quickly opens the envelope and sees the charm. Not only did his brother send this in a dramatically faster timeframe than he'd expected but somehow he'd sent one of Jin Ling's closest allies. There were few individuals with a purer heart than Ouyang Zizhen, after all, even if Jiang Cheng questioned the strength of his wit at times.
He leads them out of the main tower and through the courtyard, whether Zizhen can keep up or not, he doesn't dare slow down. A guard in gold and a guard in purple stand in front of Fragrant Palace. They step aside and open the door for the acting sect leader and eye Zizhen curiously.
Cheng doesn't stop until they step into Jin Ling's bedroom where he lays with a thick blanket, a bunch of pillows to help prop him up, and his robe only pulled up on one shoulder. The other was covered in a bandage that smelled of medicine. There are a couple talismans on the gauze curtains cascading around his bed and a damp cloth is laid across his forehead.
Fairy normally sleeps on the floor next to Jin Ling's bed, but she is now on the bed beside him. She sits up alarmed when Jiang Cheng enters the room so abruptly, but with a quick sniff she determines that neither newcomers are a threat. Ling groans and opens his eyes, but they don't focus on either one.