It wasn't Mingjue who had sent work to the Gusu Lan Sect but word had been sent to them all the same. Specifically to Xichen himself. The moods of the other leader were worsening. The other day he'd launched someone across the courtyard without meaning to do so. He needed healing. Music.
Anything.
When Mingjue received word that Xichen was requesting permission to enter his lands, he granted them immediately and went to greet him in the hall, Baxia in the sheathe by the throne. As soon as greetings were exchanged, he dismissed his people and moved toward his friend.
"What brings you, Xichen? You've traveled a good distance."
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When Mingjue received word that Xichen was requesting permission to enter his lands, he granted them immediately and went to greet him in the hall, Baxia in the sheathe by the throne. As soon as greetings were exchanged, he dismissed his people and moved toward his friend.
"What brings you, Xichen? You've traveled a good distance."