[Yao could ask anything and Xichen would do all in his power to grant it. He doesn't see the other man as lesser, despite his birth status. People had whispered, derided, often outright mocked Meng Yao. But not Lan Xichen.

Teaching him to play the guqin is a pleasure, none the least because it gives Xichen the chance to spend time with him. And a quiet, peaceful place away from those hurtful looks and whispers, for most of the Lan Sect had better manners than that. He likes the intelligence and quick wit Guangyao shows, and doesn't really even bother hiding the frequency he finds to smile his way.

The sharp mistake has him blink and pause, gaze sharpening his friend's way before gentling along with the smile he answers Yao with. He gently stills the strings of his guqin and sits back, no hint of annoyance or frustration in face or posture.]

There is nothing to forgive. Only- if what is on your mind is something I can help you with, I hope you will share it.