She also broached her plans for tomorrow, just in case Wang Chao forgot,
"I am not going alone," her liege replied stiffly, fingers tightening around her cup.
Renxiang nodded faintly. "The Fields are ambivalent of course, but the Capital and Sands have signalled some disapproval. I believe we may need to accommodate an Imperial observer in our plans."
Ling Qi blinked and then frowned. That was unexpected. "The throne does not consider this provincial business?"
Dude was spitting shit and lies about Meizhen, but more importantly he was also doing that about her dead mother. Everyone expects him to die for this. Non-Bai people challenge each other to duels to the death over these kinds of insults all the time. No one will bat an eye when Meizhen kills him dead. If the Imperials send him it will be an insult of the highest degree (the kind that would get everyone looking at them like they're crazy), and Kang will be splattered all over the ground by noon if he's lucky.Him getting killed on a diplomatic mission Renxiang is leading would really shit all over what we're trying to build by stepping out of the kiddy pool. Meizhen understands patience.
"-So of course, I had to just smile through and pretend I hadn't just been backhandedly called a savage," Ling Qi grumbled curling up in the plush armchair, that had been set out for her. She cradled a cup of watered wine, so cold it was nearly slush.
"How terrible, you've marked the miscreants name in your mind then?" Meizhen said idly. She was stretched out on a dark divan, across from Ling Qi.
"Spirits no, I've already forgotten his face," Ling Qi replied, scrunching up her nose in disgust. "Uh… brown hair, kind of twiggy. Oh, he had a kind of piggy nose."
"You are too lax with your foes," Xiao Fen sniffed. She sat on the arm of the divan by Meizhen's feet. Unlike her mistress she was incredibly stiff, and the drink in her hands, some kind of northern fruit juice was completely untouched. Meizhen had to prod her just to get her to take it.
"It's okay, I remember, if it ever becomes relevant again. Third grandson of a viscount- uh," Sixiang paused in thought, their illusory figure rubbing their chin from their own perch on the arm of Ling Qi's chair. "Qiao, yeah that was it."
"Truly, you are in disarray if your muse must take up your responsibilities," Meizhen chuckled. "You must find it appalling, yes Renxiang?"
Missing space for all of these.
Ling Qi pondered that, teasing aside, this was for the purpose of giving Meizhen a better handle on the people assigned to her, which did she think she could handle better?
The Bai are Alphas, but LQ is a Sigma."-So of course, I had to just smile through and pretend I hadn't just been backhandedly called a savage," Ling Qi grumbled curling up in the plush armchair, that had been set out for her. She cradled a cup of watered wine, so cold it was nearly slush.
"How terrible, you've marked the miscreants name in your mind then?" Meizhen said idly. She was stretched out on a dark divan, across from Ling Qi.
"Spirits no, I've already forgotten his face," Ling Qi replied, scrunching up her nose in disgust. "Uh… brown hair, kind of twiggy. Oh, he had a kind of piggy nose."
"You are too lax with your foes," Xiao Fen sniffed. She sat on the arm of the divan by Meizhen's feet. Unlike her mistress she was incredibly stiff, and the drink in her hands, some kind of northern fruit juice was completely untouched. Meizhen had to prod her just to get her to take it.
"It's okay, I remember, if it ever becomes relevant again.
Hm. So I think the issue is part Renxiang has no clue how to interact with family that isn't fear of failure motivated formal interactions, and the other is fear of getting attached only to be powerless to prevent something similar to what Shenhua did to Renxiang happening to Tienli."Ling Qi and I will visit my sister tomorrow," Renxiang said. "The Sun delegation will also arrive tomorrow."
"Wait, what, go back to that first thing," Ling Qi said. She was going to be allowed to do that?
"I am not going alone," her liege replied stiffly, fingers tightening around her cup.