Jin Ling looks down at Zizhen and seems like he wants to argue but how does he combat that? Then Wuxian adds to it and he realizes what his uncle had meant yesterday that he'd misunderstood. Slowly he sinks back to his mat. The fight just goes out of him. This is completely humiliating but it's also the only point in his life he's felt so surrounded in love like this. It's overwhelming and he hates that old familiar feeling of tears in his eyes.
"It's constant.." He finally breathes out. His voice much lower and just.. plain exhausted. "I can tell I'm always been watched. Things that I know I've done right get screwed up somehow. My men are always questioning me and making me second guess myself or what I remember. I know at least one of the guards is involved but I don't know how far it goes. I've been trying to catch them. My servant Liling is the only one I really trust. I had another, Daiyu, but there was poison on a robe recently and somehow it got on his skin first.."
He shakes his head and makes a vague gesture to the cloak. "I've spent the last two days making those but I was asleep in the carriage and half the guard took them off. I had intercepted word that an attack was going to happen on the way here and I wanted to protect them, but.. they still got hurt. Between this and Uncle Yao, I don't feel like I can trust anyone. I find myself doubting if I can trust even you all."
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2021-08-18 00:03 (UTC)"It's constant.." He finally breathes out. His voice much lower and just.. plain exhausted. "I can tell I'm always been watched. Things that I know I've done right get screwed up somehow. My men are always questioning me and making me second guess myself or what I remember. I know at least one of the guards is involved but I don't know how far it goes. I've been trying to catch them. My servant Liling is the only one I really trust. I had another, Daiyu, but there was poison on a robe recently and somehow it got on his skin first.."
He shakes his head and makes a vague gesture to the cloak. "I've spent the last two days making those but I was asleep in the carriage and half the guard took them off. I had intercepted word that an attack was going to happen on the way here and I wanted to protect them, but.. they still got hurt. Between this and Uncle Yao, I don't feel like I can trust anyone. I find myself doubting if I can trust even you all."