Zizhen drains his tea with a grin and slides his cup over to Jin Ling - it's not so much that he is overly eager to drink, but the sooner he and Jingyi join in, the less of that jar the young sect leader will be drinking alone, and he doesn't seem like he's in a good state to be getting completely wasted. He's never going to forgive himself if he gets too drunk and acts the fool at his uncle's wedding.
At least there's plenty of time for him to sober up before the wedding itself.
He gives Jingyi a quick glance and then back to Jin Ling, trying to decide what question might get them the information they need without triggering his temper.
"Zheng-gongzi still resting?" He asks in the end, figuring it's an easy enough question to dismiss if Jin Ling doesn't want to answer it.
~~~
The lingering tension Yuan was feeling - about Jin Ling, about Xiaowen, about his situation - seems to ease as he listens, something calming about the song that makes everything seem a little easier to deal with. He feels at peace when it ends.
He bows deeply to the man at the invitation and crosses over to him to take a seat. Lan clan robes, exceptional skill on the qin, could this possibly be the chief cultivator himself?
"Thank you. You are exceedingly skilled, I couldn't help but be drawn to hear you play." He compliments softly "I am Zheng Yuan."
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2021-08-15 18:32 (UTC)Zizhen drains his tea with a grin and slides his cup over to Jin Ling - it's not so much that he is overly eager to drink, but the sooner he and Jingyi join in, the less of that jar the young sect leader will be drinking alone, and he doesn't seem like he's in a good state to be getting completely wasted. He's never going to forgive himself if he gets too drunk and acts the fool at his uncle's wedding.
At least there's plenty of time for him to sober up before the wedding itself.
He gives Jingyi a quick glance and then back to Jin Ling, trying to decide what question might get them the information they need without triggering his temper.
"Zheng-gongzi still resting?" He asks in the end, figuring it's an easy enough question to dismiss if Jin Ling doesn't want to answer it.
~~~
The lingering tension Yuan was feeling - about Jin Ling, about Xiaowen, about his situation - seems to ease as he listens, something calming about the song that makes everything seem a little easier to deal with. He feels at peace when it ends.
He bows deeply to the man at the invitation and crosses over to him to take a seat. Lan clan robes, exceptional skill on the qin, could this possibly be the chief cultivator himself?
"Thank you. You are exceedingly skilled, I couldn't help but be drawn to hear you play." He compliments softly "I am Zheng Yuan."