In the next moment, the pale blue and white of Lan Zhan's robes are fluttering and snapping in the wind, signaling his escape. He bounds away some distance, before he takes to his sword and flies through the chill night to reach the thin air of Cloud Recesses.
When he arrives, Lan Xichen is near. From his expression, he can already guess that something has transpired.
"Do not send me to Yiling again," Lan Zhan says, brutal in his complete lack of respect. But he's a brother speaking to his brother, not a disciple to his leader. This is a matter only Lan Xichen will understand, not Sect Leader Lan.
Lan Xichen can only nod to Lan Zhan's back, as he retreats to the Jingshi to grieve something that never truly was born, father to a miscarried feeling.
Somewhere, Lan Qiren is watching. Unlike the brothers, he lets satisfaction cross his face. Good. Let the boy understand what that love will bring him. Being cut-sleeve is bad enough, but the Yiling Patriarch? That way lies ruin for all involved. Hopefully, things will resolve themselves now. Lan Zhan will learn his place again, and be his good student. There will be no more foolish risks, no more terrible friendship. Lan Xichen was wrong; Lan Zhan was perfect as he was. He needs no one else.
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When he arrives, Lan Xichen is near. From his expression, he can already guess that something has transpired.
"Do not send me to Yiling again," Lan Zhan says, brutal in his complete lack of respect. But he's a brother speaking to his brother, not a disciple to his leader. This is a matter only Lan Xichen will understand, not Sect Leader Lan.
Lan Xichen can only nod to Lan Zhan's back, as he retreats to the Jingshi to grieve something that never truly was born, father to a miscarried feeling.
Somewhere, Lan Qiren is watching. Unlike the brothers, he lets satisfaction cross his face. Good. Let the boy understand what that love will bring him. Being cut-sleeve is bad enough, but the Yiling Patriarch? That way lies ruin for all involved. Hopefully, things will resolve themselves now. Lan Zhan will learn his place again, and be his good student. There will be no more foolish risks, no more terrible friendship. Lan Xichen was wrong; Lan Zhan was perfect as he was. He needs no one else.