Jingyi smirks and snickers. "Well.. yes, but.. I don't know how things are going to be handled with you. I'm guessing the rules will be different given who your parents are, but if we misbehave the punishment isn't worth it. I have a couple scars on my back from the discipline rods for an indiscretion a few years ago."
He looks at Zizhen. "Because I disobeyed and fought with you and Jin Ling at the Burial Mounds? Lan Qiren was furious with how I conducted myself there." He shrugs.
For someone just admitting to getting beat, he doesn't seem too upset about it and is easily distracted by Zizhen's discovery. "Whoa! I bet he would want to hide those from the rest of us."
He picks up a jar of scented oil and looks at it funny. "What do you suppose this is?" Yuan would know there tends to be a matching much smaller jar stashed near the bed.
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2021-08-24 09:27 (UTC)He looks at Zizhen. "Because I disobeyed and fought with you and Jin Ling at the Burial Mounds? Lan Qiren was furious with how I conducted myself there." He shrugs.
For someone just admitting to getting beat, he doesn't seem too upset about it and is easily distracted by Zizhen's discovery. "Whoa! I bet he would want to hide those from the rest of us."
He picks up a jar of scented oil and looks at it funny. "What do you suppose this is?" Yuan would know there tends to be a matching much smaller jar stashed near the bed.