Jingyi is certain they will find a way to get these two lovebirds together again. Besides, he highly doubts Jin Ling will be able to resist Sizhui's allure that long anyway!
Of course all thought and reason abandon his brain the instant he sees Zizhen. He jumps to his feet, waves excitedly, and would've dashed to the Ouyang heir's side if Lan Wangji didn't pick the most inconvenient time to clear his throat. The Chief Cultivator doesn't have to do or say anything else before Jingyi is sinking back down with a pitiful look on his face.
"Sorry," he mumbles quietly.
Jin Ling looks up pleased when the regional clan steps aside and he can address the Ouyang clan. He bows back politely to the clan leader, but instead of retaining his aloof demeanor he smiles warmly at Zizhen. "Zizhen-xiong, don't be so humble. The work was certainly mutual. It's good to see you again, my friend." He doesn't say that he's referring to more than just the work on the tournament as he suspects Zizhen was too.
There are a few disapproving glances from the Jin elders and curious bystanders watching as Jin Ling so publicly declares his friendship. Luckily, he doesn't do it in a way that can be seen as disrespectful to either clan so they can't really protest it.
He looks to his steward. "Seat the Ouyang clan next to the Lan clan's tables." His gaze drifts past Jin Guangli and catches another quick glimpse of the beautiful boy next to Jingyi. As his old friend is still looking at them, he finally does nod his head toward the Lan's head disciple.
Jingyi's face lights up and he elbows Sizhui. "Look! Jin L-" And Jin Ling turns back to his guests. Drat. Jingyi looks down at Sizhui with a frown, unsure if he caught the look and wonders why he didn't get a nod too.
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Date: 2022-06-18 09:38 pm (UTC)From:Of course all thought and reason abandon his brain the instant he sees Zizhen. He jumps to his feet, waves excitedly, and would've dashed to the Ouyang heir's side if Lan Wangji didn't pick the most inconvenient time to clear his throat. The Chief Cultivator doesn't have to do or say anything else before Jingyi is sinking back down with a pitiful look on his face.
"Sorry," he mumbles quietly.
Jin Ling looks up pleased when the regional clan steps aside and he can address the Ouyang clan. He bows back politely to the clan leader, but instead of retaining his aloof demeanor he smiles warmly at Zizhen. "Zizhen-xiong, don't be so humble. The work was certainly mutual. It's good to see you again, my friend." He doesn't say that he's referring to more than just the work on the tournament as he suspects Zizhen was too.
There are a few disapproving glances from the Jin elders and curious bystanders watching as Jin Ling so publicly declares his friendship. Luckily, he doesn't do it in a way that can be seen as disrespectful to either clan so they can't really protest it.
He looks to his steward. "Seat the Ouyang clan next to the Lan clan's tables." His gaze drifts past Jin Guangli and catches another quick glimpse of the beautiful boy next to Jingyi. As his old friend is still looking at them, he finally does nod his head toward the Lan's head disciple.
Jingyi's face lights up and he elbows Sizhui. "Look! Jin L-" And Jin Ling turns back to his guests. Drat. Jingyi looks down at Sizhui with a frown, unsure if he caught the look and wonders why he didn't get a nod too.