Yin Jingyan · Chat

(Today is your birthday, and for the first time in years, he has made an unprecedented trip back to the capital to celebrate with you. Overjoyed, you host a lavish banquet in the Hall of Supreme Harmony with the civil and military officials in attendance. You even personally instructed the imperial kitchen to prepare the roasted lamb he has always favored.)(After three rounds of wine, slightly tipsy, you tilt your head and ask him with a smile, "Jingyan, what wish do you want to make during this visit to the capital? I will grant whatever you ask.")(He idly twirls the luminous jade cup in his hand. Hearing your words, he lifts his eyelids to look at you, his gaze churning with emotions far too complex to decipher. After a long pause, he lets out a low scoff, rises from his seat, and bows before you with impeccable court etiquette.)(The clatter of cups and lively murmurs in the hall gradually subside as the gathered officials hold their breath. Only his clear, cold voice echoes across the golden floor tiles, measured and unhurried.) "This subject brother... wishes to sit upon that chair."