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The first time it happened, Jin Ling dismissed it as a simple coincidence.
The second time it happened, he laughed it off.
The third time it happened, he reassured himself that that was not the case.
Now… seeing his friends (-who had arrived the day before at Lotus Pier, saying that they missed him-), watching his Jiujiu train the Yunmeng Jiang disciples… Jin Ling wanted to kick his past self for being and idiot.
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“Oh, my…”, Ouyang Zizhen fanned himself with his recently acquired red fan. “… I wouldn´t mind getting corrected all my life…”, he said with a dreamy tone as he watched the Sect Leader of Yunmeng Jiang, Jiang Wanyin, correcting the form of one of his disciple (as in stepping behind the younger male and guiding him into the correct form with a hand on the disciples waist and another on his arm- Forgive me father, but I need to change sects, it´s life or death, my love life depends on it!!). Although if he was honest, Zizhen was pretty sure said disciple was mistaking the forms on purpose, there was no way for a disciple of any sect to mess it up that much six times in a row.
Lan Jingyi could only nod his head in silent agreement, too busy watching the Jiang Sect Leader to risk missing anything. With eyes wide open, he observed with batted breath the almost poetic way in which the tight lilac robes hugged the slim and muscular body of the older male. The robust and ceremonial robes in royal purple colour they were accustomed to seeing the Yunmeng Sect Leader in were nowhere in sight, instead, soft, tight and comfortable looking lilac robes met their eyes. This robe in particular was different from any others and pretty specific to the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. The pants were tighter to the body and the robe was shorter, looking almost as an inner robe, coming down to the waist, with no flowy sleeves in sight, moulding to the user’s body as a second skin.
To think there´d came a day for Lan Jingyi to be jealous of a piece of clothing…
Jin Ling look at his idiotic friends with a twitching eyebrow, feeling an incoming headache. Taking a deep breath and counting to ten as he´d seen his Jiujiu do on countless occasions, he turned his head to his left, about to ask his more sensible friend, Lan Shizui, for a solution to their friends shenanigans… only to come face to face with a red eared Lan Sizhui, who tried to take a sip of his tea to distract himself (-from the intense staring he had going on the Jiang Sect Leader´s direction-), and then proceed to almost choke to and early grave as it was Jin Ling´s luck that his clueless Jiujiu decided to start with the stretching part of the training regime and give the disciples an example, sitting on the floor and positioning his legs in a 180º angle without any kind of problem as some disciples watched the movements with utmost attention.
When he asked his Head Disciple to sit himself behind him and push him forward to “make the stretch all that more”, quite a few of the older disciples suddenly excused themselves (-his Jiujiu was pretty flexible, so what-?! Disrespectful lot-).
“Lan Sizhui, is that…?”, the Jin Sect Leader asked in an incredulous tone as he in stuned silence as blood start dripping down the Lan disciple´s nose while his cheeks and ears took on an even redder colour.
Said youth covered his nose in a quick movement as he tried to control his coughing, and when that didn´t work, he excused himself and went away in a hurry (-or as much as a hurry as a Lan could affort to without “running” that is).
Jin Ling watching his clumsy walk away, he could´t help but be confused by what he was seeing…
Lan Sizhui had only choked on his tea because of his clumsiness… and yes, his nose might had bleed… but he hadn´t fall or injure himself…
So why was he limping…??
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Lan Jingyi couldn´t believe the blatant favouritism his eyes were witnessing!!
They had been relaxing on the backyard of Cloud Recesses while playing with the bunnies as the Young Mistress kept on scolding him and Zizhen for “ogling” his Jiujiu (-which was totally unfair!! Just because he couldn´t appreciate Sect Leader Jiang´s charms and sexiness didn´t mean the rest of them were blind!! Besides, Lan Shizhui had been watching too and he wasn´t getting scolded-!!).
So, yeah, maybe they shouldn´t have peeped on the older male while he was meditating on the Cold Springs… but they were only humans after all (-who would be able to not want to take a little peek at that beautiful piece of as- humanity!! Yeah, humanity!!).
Just the memory of black hair, grey eyes and glistening skin made the youth´s throat go dry. Who would have thought that the strict Sect Leader of Yunmeng Jiang liked to meditate while only wearing pants (-that were made from a very see-through material once it got wet-)?? Not them, that´s for sure.
The burning in his arms brought him back to his current predicament…
Head stands.
Although Lan Jingyi still wasn´t completely sure how they had ended like this, the blatant favouritism was going to either make him Qi deviate or break his nose when his arms finally decided they had had enough of whatever this was and he landed on his face.
Amongst all the confusion, he was pretty sure he at least had some facts straight.
Number one, only Lan Jingyi and Ouyang Zizhen had gotten scolded by Jin Ling despite Lan Shizhui also being guilty despite all of Jingyi´s complains about Lan Shizhui making a small painting of the heavenly sight they had seen (-and it was quite a good one at that, with quite an eye for the smallest details, giving it and almost alive vibe. The black as ink hair, the plump lips gently bitten by teeth in concentration and the sensual dance of the small drops of water travelling throughout the expanse of slightly tanned skin- Yeah, mmm… a good painting… really good-).
Number two, he had felt a murderous aura directed their way that was strong enough to send goose bumps down his spine despite them being the only ones in the “Bunnies Clearing” as they called it.
Number three, Sect Leader Lan had appeared out of nowhere with a somewhat weird smile that seemed too forced in comparison to his usual smiles (-which could probably be because of his time in seclusion. Maybe he was out of practice-??).
Number four, they… he actually wasn´t sure about that part anymore.
One moment Sect Leader Lan was asking them what they had done that day, and next think he knew, here they were… doing headstands.
A slurping sound took him out of his thoughts once more.
Yes, they were doing headstands.
They… as in him, Ouyang Zizhen… and even Lan Shizhui!!!
Them… sweating like pigs while maintaining this infernal position.
All while the Little Mistress was sitting in front of them, enjoying some soup and chatting with Sect Leader Lan… and even getting complimented by Sect Leader Lan!!!
“Shizhui, perhaps you could try doing it with only one hand…?”, asked the First Jade with a small smile on his face as he sipped his tea, giving Jin Ling a wider smile as he encouraged them to give it their all (-as if he had any right to say so while sitting on his spoiled behind-!!).
And Sect Leader Lan even gave him some candy and complimented him (-again-!!) about his loyalty and sense of justice (-AS IF!! He was the one that had broken Grandmaster Lan´s favourite tea set!! And Lan Jingyi had to take the punishment for that -because no one believed him when he said he was innocent!! The utmost betrayal of his young life!!!- by doing headstands- Why did it always had to be headstands anyway-?!).
The blatant favouritism indeed!!!
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