[gusu lan clan are forbidden to lie but secrets, however; those are different now, aren't they? secrets can be completely, one-hundred-percent harmless depending on who's sharing them! perhaps they're not something he should have with meng yao of all people, that doesn't seem like enough of a deterrent (for some reason).]
If Zewu-jun thought it was any trouble, I doubt he would host you, Lianfang-zun. Worry not, as I said, I'll ask your opinion on the idea once I arrive.
Which should be soon![and the next time they chat, it'll be in person rather than over messages.]
[ When Lan Sizhui arrives, Jin Guangyao opens the door to him perfectly poised and perfectly calm, and eager only to the extent to which it is polite to show eagerness so as not to make a guest feel unwelcome.
As if he hasn't been impatiently awaiting his visit, fussing with his small home though he hardly even has the opportunity to get it cluttered or dirty.
He greets him with a deep bow, as graceful as it had been during his best times, his voice just as demurely pleasant as he greets ] Lan-gongzi, you humble me with your visit.
[it's fortunate jin guangyao answers the door at the perfect moment or else sizhui's not sure he would've been able to properly knock and let him know he's arrived. the lan disciple visibly brightens, returns the bow with one of his own, straightens and smiles afterward.] And you flatter me with your acceptance.
[he glances toward the tray he's got carefully balanced in one hand, considers the round bread loaf, small bowl of soup, raw vegetables and few freshly-rolled dumplings then redirects his attention back to jin guangyao.]
I do hope you are hungry... When I asked for extra food, I didn't expect them to give so much.
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If Zewu-jun thought it was any trouble, I doubt he would host you, Lianfang-zun. Worry not, as I said, I'll ask your opinion on the idea once I arrive.
Which should be soon! [and the next time they chat, it'll be in person rather than over messages.]
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As if he hasn't been impatiently awaiting his visit, fussing with his small home though he hardly even has the opportunity to get it cluttered or dirty.
He greets him with a deep bow, as graceful as it had been during his best times, his voice just as demurely pleasant as he greets ] Lan-gongzi, you humble me with your visit.
87 years later..... lmao god i'm sorry
[he glances toward the tray he's got carefully balanced in one hand, considers the round bread loaf, small bowl of soup, raw vegetables and few freshly-rolled dumplings then redirects his attention back to jin guangyao.]
I do hope you are hungry... When I asked for extra food, I didn't expect them to give so much.