It might have been better if Yuan had jerked his knee up and kicked in his very exposed genitals. There were so many different things he could forgive easily in that moment and brushed off with a gallant kiss. Why couldn't this have been one of those? Instead, he has to learn that the person he's sleeping with, the person he just gave his heart to whether he'd announced it yet or not, was part of the family who had physically put their fist through his father's chest. What an absolute wretched son he was to do that to his father's memory! He'd slept with a Wen in his father's bed! He'd brought a Wen to his uncle's wedding!
He pales and sits up as his mind reels. He can't fully grasp the level of his betrayal. Except.. except, Wen Ning, he'd learned in the end, hadn't been in control of himself, right? Wei Wuxian had debunked that whole thing. He'd proven with his uncle in the temple that all of that had ended up not being on the Wen's head at all. But.. they were still the clan who had murdered a whole bunch of people and brought chaos. "Who was your father?" He asks, barely able to breathe. "Are you a child of Wen Ruohan?"
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2021-08-16 16:46 (UTC)He pales and sits up as his mind reels. He can't fully grasp the level of his betrayal. Except.. except, Wen Ning, he'd learned in the end, hadn't been in control of himself, right? Wei Wuxian had debunked that whole thing. He'd proven with his uncle in the temple that all of that had ended up not being on the Wen's head at all. But.. they were still the clan who had murdered a whole bunch of people and brought chaos. "Who was your father?" He asks, barely able to breathe. "Are you a child of Wen Ruohan?"