Author Note:
I hope you have enjoyed the book so far even though not much is out yet. I promise Xue Yang's appearance is so so close I just need to publish the chapter.
Anyways, italics are a character's thoughts.
I'm editing the story to only be told in third person. WHen I first wrote this story I switched between third and first a lot but I have a new syle of writing now so I'm going back in to fix everything and keep it consistent.
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After a long journey, the Lan clan finally arrived at the gate of Cloud Recesses in Gusu late at night. The group pulled out their jade pendant passes and entered, walking towards the house. "It was a very long trip, you are all dismissed, go get some rest." Said Lan Qiren to the group of disciples.
"Yes, master." The disciples all made their way to their respective rooms.
Lan Qiren turned back to the little girl. "Yiying, let's go meet your senior brothers." she just nodded her head.
The two walked farther into the courtyard and there was a boy who came out of a room to greet his uncle. "Hello uncle, you're back from your trip. Is this junior sister?"
"Yes, it is, please introduce yourself to your senior brother dear."
Yiying put her hands together in a greeting and bowed. "Hello, my name is Xiao Ying. Courtesy name, Yiying."
"Hello Yiying, I'm your senior brother, my name is Lan Xichen, you can just call me Xichen."
"Xichen, you should be sleeping, curfew is 9 o'clock, why are you awake?"
"I just wanted to make sure you guys came home safe, and I was very excited to meet junior sister."
"Is Wangji sleeping?"
"No, he is where he always is at this time uncle."
The man let out a sigh. "Let's go meet your other brother Xiao Ying."
Old Lan held his hand out for Yiying to take, she looked at him and took his hand, following him to a small house in a far corner of Lan Clan tucked away behind a forest of trees. In front of the house was a little boy kneeling at the bottom of the steps.
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