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Sect Leadership came with many burdens. But these were not more or greater than those Jin Guangyao had carried before his ascension.
Now, at least, he could finally invite Lan Xichen into his own house, as true equals.
Now, at least, he could finally invite Lan Xichen into his own house, as true equals.
A-Song had insisted on bringing his dolls to the dinner table. Jin Guangyao had not entirely approved of this habit, especially in front of guests.
But Er-ge had touched a hand to his arm and said, “I would be honoured to be joined by our counterparts, A-Yao.”
How could Jin Guangyao say no that that gracious smile, or to stop from returning it? He shook his head, chest swelling with unbearable fondness.
How could Jin Guangyao say no that that gracious smile, or to stop from returning it? He shook his head, chest swelling with unbearable fondness.
“Thank you, Zewu-jun!” A-Song chirped, giving Er-ge an impeccable bow. Er-ge immediately kneeled down to pull the little boy up.
“A-Song, there is no need for such formality between us. Won’t you call me Uncle?”
“A-Song, there is no need for such formality between us. Won’t you call me Uncle?”
A-Song’s eyes widened. He looked to his father for guidance.
“That’s fine, A-Song,” Jin Guangyao said.
“But A-Song, where is your Chifeng-zun doll?” Nie Huaisang turned from where he had been speaking with Qin Su. “I only see San-ge and Er-ge!”
“That’s fine, A-Song,” Jin Guangyao said.
“But A-Song, where is your Chifeng-zun doll?” Nie Huaisang turned from where he had been speaking with Qin Su. “I only see San-ge and Er-ge!”
Huaisang had invited himself to the meal, but that was typical.
A-Song shrugged. “Chifeng-Uncle qi-deviated.”
All the adults standing at the pavilion froze. Jin Guangyao forced a smile on his face. “A-Song and A-Ling got carried away fighting over the Chifeng-zun doll.”
A-Song shrugged. “Chifeng-Uncle qi-deviated.”
All the adults standing at the pavilion froze. Jin Guangyao forced a smile on his face. “A-Song and A-Ling got carried away fighting over the Chifeng-zun doll.”
“I understand it is being mended as we speak.”
”Gege is always breaking my toys,” A-Song complained, making a face at Jin Ling.
Jin Ling scowled, looking startlingly like his Jiang Uncle, just with chubbier cheeks and missing teeth.
”Gege is always breaking my toys,” A-Song complained, making a face at Jin Ling.
Jin Ling scowled, looking startlingly like his Jiang Uncle, just with chubbier cheeks and missing teeth.
“It’s not my fault Chifeng-zun lost his head!”
“Boys, please,” Jin Guangyao said, through gritted teeth. His heart had already stopped once when he saw the decapitated doll, looking too much like the headless body of Nie Mingjue that Xue Yang had dragged out.
“Boys, please,” Jin Guangyao said, through gritted teeth. His heart had already stopped once when he saw the decapitated doll, looking too much like the headless body of Nie Mingjue that Xue Yang had dragged out.
“Sect Leader Nie, you know how boys are,” Qin Su said, smiling sweetly at Huaisang. “Constantly breaking things! I have had to hide so many of the vases.”
“I’m sure Chifeng-zun will return to the Venerated Doll Triad before long,” Lan Xichen added, smiling at Jin Guangyao.
“I’m sure Chifeng-zun will return to the Venerated Doll Triad before long,” Lan Xichen added, smiling at Jin Guangyao.
“Absolutely.” If the cheer in Jin Guangyao voice was forced, well, no one had to know. He clapped his hands together. “Now come, let us eat! I have asked for all of your favourite treats.”
He did not notice Huaisang frowning at him as they settled over their cushions.
He did not notice Huaisang frowning at him as they settled over their cushions.
A missing moment for this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25678216
Brought to you by this thread & @claricecsorcha continuing to give me entirely TOO MANY Jin Rusong feelings. https://twitter.com/xiyaogarbage/status/1321920548989853697
Brought to you by this thread & @claricecsorcha continuing to give me entirely TOO MANY Jin Rusong feelings. https://twitter.com/xiyaogarbage/status/1321920548989853697
