Huaisang does indeed finally go and look at his room and falls a little bit in love with Jiang Cheng all over again when he sees what's waiting there, though he really hopes his generous lover got someone he trusted to arrange all this or the servants were going to gossip terribly (if they weren't already)
While Wanyin is visiting his nephew, he takes the opportunity to liaise with some of his spies and check that everything is as it should be, and maybe check up on that gossip and see if it's spreading too quickly. Servants is fine, he just doesn't want it spreading to any of the Jin disciples or elders.
Zizhen jumps up at the knock, straightening out his robes and trying to look less like he'd been napping along with Jin Ling before opening the door. He greets Jin Ling's uncle politely and steps aside, wincing at his friend's harsh greeting.
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Yuan gives Jingyi a quick smile, about to join him when he sees his uncle and great-uncle arriving at the gate. He's confused at first, but bows respectfully to them all the same. When Qiren offers the sword and explains where it's from, he gasps.
"Shifu..." he breathes slowly "Zewu Jun... I..." he doesn't know what to say. It's not just the sword - his grandfather's sword, a family heirloom, being passed on to him - but it's the acceptance that the sword represents.
"I'm honoured. Thank you." He bows deeply again, reaching out to take the offered sword with a reverent air.
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Huaisang does indeed finally go and look at his room and falls a little bit in love with Jiang Cheng all over again when he sees what's waiting there, though he really hopes his generous lover got someone he trusted to arrange all this or the servants were going to gossip terribly (if they weren't already)
While Wanyin is visiting his nephew, he takes the opportunity to liaise with some of his spies and check that everything is as it should be, and maybe check up on that gossip and see if it's spreading too quickly. Servants is fine, he just doesn't want it spreading to any of the Jin disciples or elders.
Zizhen jumps up at the knock, straightening out his robes and trying to look less like he'd been napping along with Jin Ling before opening the door. He greets Jin Ling's uncle politely and steps aside, wincing at his friend's harsh greeting.
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Yuan gives Jingyi a quick smile, about to join him when he sees his uncle and great-uncle arriving at the gate. He's confused at first, but bows respectfully to them all the same. When Qiren offers the sword and explains where it's from, he gasps.
"Shifu..." he breathes slowly "Zewu Jun... I..." he doesn't know what to say. It's not just the sword - his grandfather's sword, a family heirloom, being passed on to him - but it's the acceptance that the sword represents.
"I'm honoured. Thank you." He bows deeply again, reaching out to take the offered sword with a reverent air.