Hii! Maybe some Qing Jing trio(nyy, mf, lbh) shenanigans? Pre immortal conference and post SQQ-SY
“I feel like the two of you are judging me entirely too harshly,” Ming Fan says, trying and failing to untangle the knot of ribbons on his hands, Ning Shijie hums.
“That’s because we are.” Binghe says unabashedly, hissing when Ning Shijie pulls a little on the braid she’s doing on his hair, Ming Fan makes a face at him and Binghe sticks his tongue out at him and Ning Shijie pulls on his hair again “Ow, Shijie!”
“A-Luo stop being mean to da-shixiong,” She admonishes and Ming Fan smiles smugly at them before she turns to him “And da-shixiong stop provoking A-Luo, really.”
“But Shimei!” Ming Fan exclaims before quieting down at what must have been one of the glorious Ning Shijie glares “I don’t understand how the two of you have the ground to judge me on this.”
“Well, A-Luo is in love with Shizun” Ning Shijie says, tying off the braid and starting another one, Binghe nods.
“And Ning Shijie has a crush on Liu Shimei,” Binghe completes, passing Ning Shijie one of the wooden hairsticks “None of those is indicative of bad taste.”
“Oh, but i am?” Ming Fan questions hotly and their pointed silence must be more than enough of an answer because he starts muttering angrily about disrespectful shidimei and propriety.
“It’s not that da-shixiong is the issue!” Ning Shijie exclaims, trying to salvage their shixiong’s fragile ego.
“It’s da-shixiong’s taste in men that’s the problem,” Binghe says, nodding, Ning Shijie slaps his shoulder but he can hear her girlish giggle “I mean, a Bai Zhan peak disciple? Shizun must be getting hives at the mere implication of it.”
“Yu shidi is attractive! And he’s great with his sword!” Ming Fan argues, not noticing the innuendo until it’s too late, he goes red in the face while Binghe and Ning Shijie crumple into a heap, giggling loudly. “You’re absolutely horrible and i hate you both. ”
“Hey!” Ning Shijie says in this laughing tone, mirth in her eyes “More respect with your future Shimu!”
Binghe colours at the mere implication but the look on Ming Fan’s face is so funny that it sends him into a laughing fit so strong his stomach cramps, Ning Shijie doesn’t seem to be faring better.
“You’re both awful shidimei and i want a refund.” Ming Fan explains, face fully red, Binghe hiccups.
“You’re stuck with us, da shixiong,” Ning Shijie says, poking at Ming Fan’s side with her foot “No refund for you, Yingying and Binghe are all you get.”
“Yes, who would you commiserate about your embarrassing crush on Yu shidi with? Shizun?” Binghe asks and the look of abject horror on Ming Fan’s face immediately sends him and Ning Shijie into hysterics again, Ming Fan gets up on his knees and starts beating at them with the ball of knotted ribbons on his hand, cursing at them all the while.
The three of them are late for their duties, dishevelled and with grass stains on their clothes but the curve of a smile on Shizun’s beautiful eyes tells Binghe he doesn’t mind it at all.
