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[He listens obediently and stands up straight once more, looking into the lake view again.]
Does Lord Black Water fancy water pavilions?
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I fail to see how that is any of the Wind Master's concerns.
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...what?
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That...might be the case, yes.
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[He tilts his head, and for a moment there, just barely, a trace of what once an aura of a vigorous cultivator could be seen, it was like a very rare glint in his eyes.]
Well you are exuding so much Yin, right now. So might as well.
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I'm thinking how it would be like to dual cultivate with you looking like this.
[He says seriously.]
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...
[Furrowing his brows, a slight blush in his cheeks. Though instead of being bashful about it, he actually looks serious, thinking about something.]
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That's not..! What I was going, to...say...ahem, anyway...yes. I do think it's pretty...had you entered my sect before, no doubt the seniors would dote on you. Even look for you as a companion in...dual cultivation.
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[Squints at.]
Is it because this form looks more youthful and more...well, pretty? That's not to say you are not pretty in your actual form but, well, you understand...
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Right, right...of course...that's not you...
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Come sit here beside me, so I can fan you too. It's not much but it's something.
[He pats the space on the rock beside him.]
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No, I did not. I did, however, help my boss celebrate it.
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[Startled by the sound of the familiar voice, Yin Yu turned to the source to see Quan Yizhen. He sighs, and continues fanning himself with the mask.]
It's...just getting hot, is all...what are you doing here?
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[Upon noticing his presence, Yin Yu stepped back and bowed in greeting.]
Lord Black Water, you're here.
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Yes.
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His voice becoming much quieter compared to before.]
I'm only a servant, Your Highness. I don't deserve such treatment. The clothes are enough.
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I just...do not think that it is right for me to impose, Your Highness. I appreciate all that you are doing for me, even securing a few free hours for me in order to get new clothes...truly your magnanimity knows no bounds, however...
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[Slightly snoring.]
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[How could he ever decline such an offer from her? Defeated, he simply lowers his head and gazes at the way she had his hands in hers, sighing softly, then he nods slightly.]
If Your Highness so insists...how dare I decline such invitation...
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Then, I suppose, the next time I am given vacation. I surely will listen to your instructions, Wind Master. Thank you very much.
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[Gasps softly, continues to ask more about the place.]
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[Interest piqued, Yin Yu continues inquiring him through private communication array.]
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[Sigh.]
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Someone did attack me because I won before they could.
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They were going on and on how the mechanism wasn't supposed to be used for playing, when it was barely used anyway. We were giving that old thing a favor. It might as well get all rusty and worn if it's not being used, don't you think?
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I remember the sect elders punished us by making us copy one of those boring sutras repeatedly for secretly using the water prison as a hang-out spot. Then we had our allowance cut for a month.
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[A feast? Then...a celebration...held by a princess...? Yin Yu has attended events before, but they were never hosted by royalty. Frankly, Yin Yu could only look at her in mild astonishment and also worry.]
But, I, Your Highness... there's no need for you to invite me, really...
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E-Even if so...why would we do their pink versions...
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Yin Yu could only bow his head in return, with a hand over his chest to show sincerity.]
You're...most welcome. Chengzhu.
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[Chengzhu was about to leave, but he stopped to look back. For a moment, Yin Yu stood there, quiet still. He did not know what to make of this moment. Chengzhu seemed lime he was insinuating, something. Something else. For them to be...something more, with that kiss.
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[He simply nodded slightly, a determined look on his face with a slight blush apparent. He lets go of him and instead offers a hand to help him get in the spring with him.]
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would still be visible on the fabric of these clothes if ever I get into a fight.
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Doesn't Your High ess think that these ribes look...
[He grabs hold of the cloth, giving it a feel, his other hand reaching up to caress the lapels on the chest part.]
...a little too, grand? I'm honestly okay with more practical clothing...While the colors are dark, blood and grime +