Ningyan was grateful Wuhen hadn't woken by the time he made his decision.
He would say goodbye to Yunyi first. Then he would go straight to Lan Meishan.
His flute rested at his waist, his white-and-gold robes light enough for swift movement. The soul amplifier pill was tucked away safely.
After flashing the permission sigil to the guards, he stepped into the manor and headed straight for Yunyi's chamber.
She was speaking to a servant when he arrived.
The moment her eyes met his, they widened.
"A-Yan!" Yunyi crossed the room at once and pulled him into a hug while the servant exited the chamber.
"Ayi," Ningyan murmured.
As soon as she released him, he met her gaze meaningfully. Yunyi understood immediately. She lifted her hand, and an orange glow spread across the chamber walls and sealed the entrance.
Ningyan exhaled deeply and took her hands.
