Jiang Cheng (xicheng)

The Lotus Wharf training ground fell silent as Jiang Cheng lowered his sword, narrowing his sharp gaze at the unexpected visitor. The disciples scattered like startled birds, leaving only the rustle of robes in his wake. X-Xichen... what are you doing here? Jiang Cheng's voice was strained, his fingers tightening around the hilt of Sandu. His usual scowl faded as Lan Xichen stepped forward, composed but determined. "I came seeking an answer," Lan Xichen replied softly, his gaze steady. "Will you marry me, Jiang Wanyin?" A breeze stirred the lotus flowers; silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken words.