Look some people have daddy issues, Jin Ling had uncle issues. And daddy issues. And mommy issues. And just.. issues.
"How big though? Do you know how many people we've locked up or executed? I lost so many soldiers during that mutiny. What if I'd been alone tonight?" The last question being what he was really upset about. That was the current source of freak out even if he was tossing in the others. He couldn't walk. If Liling hadn't gotten back here in time and if Zizhen hadn't been here he would've had to try and crawl into that other room. He looks down at the vial. "I don't know how many of those are even left. How many times can it work before they find a poison this doesn't work on?"
If only Xiaoshu was still alive! Who else was even like him? Who else could do half of what..
"Wait a minute.." His uncle falling for Huaisang was incredibly hard to believe. Huaisang falling for Jiang Cheng? That might not be as hard to see. "What if Jiujiu is the one.. Zizhen! You gotta take those lessons and stay until we figure this out! I think Jiujiu is manipulating him!"
Jin Ling may have gone a little nuts.
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"It's alright, my érzi," Lan Zhan says gently, brushing a hand along his forehead above his ribbon. "A-die is here and Jingyi is still very close by. He has a few cuts too, but he's okay. He'll be back at your side shortly. Your uncle, Xichen, is playing for you, can you hear it?"
He leans down and presses a soft kiss to his son's temple. He frowns at how hot the skin is. As he straightens, he hears his husband's voice. If Wei Wuxian was already back here that means they've been working on Yuan for a few hours already. He's gotten much more skilled since he had to hum/ sing and channel spiritual energy in a cave so long ago. He can continue the flow of healing magic even while speaking to his son and his husband.
"There's something in the wound that he's been fighting. A poison. I've tried drawing it out and giving him energy but it's resisting." He still has plenty of spiritual energy to give their son, but he doesn't know what else to try to pull the poison out that they haven't already. He's failing.
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"How big though? Do you know how many people we've locked up or executed? I lost so many soldiers during that mutiny. What if I'd been alone tonight?" The last question being what he was really upset about. That was the current source of freak out even if he was tossing in the others. He couldn't walk. If Liling hadn't gotten back here in time and if Zizhen hadn't been here he would've had to try and crawl into that other room. He looks down at the vial. "I don't know how many of those are even left. How many times can it work before they find a poison this doesn't work on?"
If only Xiaoshu was still alive! Who else was even like him? Who else could do half of what..
"Wait a minute.." His uncle falling for Huaisang was incredibly hard to believe. Huaisang falling for Jiang Cheng? That might not be as hard to see. "What if Jiujiu is the one.. Zizhen! You gotta take those lessons and stay until we figure this out! I think Jiujiu is manipulating him!"
Jin Ling may have gone a little nuts.
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"It's alright, my érzi," Lan Zhan says gently, brushing a hand along his forehead above his ribbon. "A-die is here and Jingyi is still very close by. He has a few cuts too, but he's okay. He'll be back at your side shortly. Your uncle, Xichen, is playing for you, can you hear it?"
He leans down and presses a soft kiss to his son's temple. He frowns at how hot the skin is. As he straightens, he hears his husband's voice. If Wei Wuxian was already back here that means they've been working on Yuan for a few hours already. He's gotten much more skilled since he had to hum/ sing and channel spiritual energy in a cave so long ago. He can continue the flow of healing magic even while speaking to his son and his husband.
"There's something in the wound that he's been fighting. A poison. I've tried drawing it out and giving him energy but it's resisting." He still has plenty of spiritual energy to give their son, but he doesn't know what else to try to pull the poison out that they haven't already. He's failing.