Xue Zhuan walks towards Wu Yun and drapes an arm around his shoulder, pulling him towards his chest. "Actually, Yu-ge, this is the same stray!"
Yu Songdi inspects Wu Yun from head to toe. His narrowed gaze runs over his face and body as if he's seeing him for the first time.
"That's not Ling Yan," he says, pointing at Wu Yun. "You always went on about how his beauty could topple a nation, how a single smile could bring down the Heavens. This human is clearly just average looking."
Lan Tian is offended in Wu Yun's behalf. He has never seen Ling Yan, but he doubts he could be any more beautiful than Wu Yun.
Wu Yun for is part is unbothered, and just smirks at King Songdi's outrage. He would like not to be Ling Yan, actually. The whole thing is making his head hurt.
"Look closer, you'll recognize Ling Yan's soul," Xue Zhuan insists, nodding towards Wu Yun, still pressed against his side.
