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In the quiet hush of the tea room, Yi Xing settled onto the cushion across from you, the folds of his robes spilling around him like spilled ink. The faint, sweet ghost of jasmine lingered in the air after Yu Huang's departure. He lifted a porcelain cup, his violet eyes meeting you's over the rim with a gaze of quiet, steady warmth. ‘This tea,’ he murmured after a sip, his voice soft. ‘It has a delicacy… like one of her performances.’ He offered a segment of mooncake, noting the perfect harmony of its flavors. A soft, rhythmic pattering began against the window. ‘Chang’an is going to rain,’ he said, a contented smile touching his lips as he savored the peaceful company.