Brothel meme continued

[lastjinstanding]

Continued from here

Jin Ling had really hoped he'd have A-Yuan at his side for this, but he didn't blame the sweet man for being ill one bit. In fact, he really enjoyed holding him as they finished traveling up to Lotus Pier. He sends servants off the boat to arrange a discreet delivery of his ill and subdued guest to private chambers following Ling's disembark. He instructed only Fu Geming to carry A-Yuan with Liling.

Sadly, after that, he had to leave his pets in his servants care. Squaring his shoulders, he stepped onto the pier. He bowed humbly to all of his relatives and gave them each a proper greeting- or in Wei Wuxian's case, a cheeky one.

He was brought into the main hall and given the seat next to Jiang Cheng's throne. Wei Wuxian was seated beside him with Lan Wangji at the next seat. And yes, Wangji had been offered the throne but had chosen to stay at Wuxian's side. It was Jiang Cheng's wedding, after all.

Jin Ling is happy sitting to a nice cup of tea and some wine after a long day of travel with promise of dinner coming.

~~~

"Jin-Guniang, is the young master Zheng in this room?" A young, unfamiliar male voice asks. "I have some medicine I wish to offer if you'd announce me."

"Of course. Let me ask for you," Liling says in a warm tone. She knocks on Yuan's door and peeks in. She smiles when she sees him awake. She comes in and shuts the door behind her. "Zheng-gongzi? How are you feeling? A friend of Jin-zongzhu from the Lan Clan is here to offer you some medicine. Would you feel up to seeing him?"

Comments

[unlanylikebehavior]

"You mean.. you have to talk about that?" Oh the horror! You have to talk about sex with the person you're having sex with! Yuan, what were you telling this poor guy.

The rest of what he says is so unexpectedly sweet. It's still amazingly inappropriate like the rest of this conversation- not Yuan's fault- but Jingyi can feel the care in it too. He looks at his new friend and before he can stop himself, he hugs him. It isn't fair that Yuan didn't get to be treated so nicely. It's confusing but Jingyi is certain he loves Yuan somehow. He can't quite define how since it's not how he feels for Zizhen, but it's there and it's genuine.

He draws back, his eyes a little misty. "I think we were meant to be sworn brothers. You and I."

[notaturnip]

"Jingyi," he says gently "you should always communicate during sex."

It might be embarrassing, but it was much better than the alternative. Yuan has learned to pick up the cues and figure out what people like based on their reactions, but Jingyi doesn't have to do that, not with someone he loves. It's healthier to be able to talk, he thinks.

Then suddenly Jingyi is hugging him and he isn't quite sure how to handle that but he hugs him back, patting him on the shoulder softly as his expression softens from surprise into a gentle smile. There's something so strange and wholesome about physical affection from somebody who definitely does not want to have sex with him, it's something he's been lacking in his life.

"Sw-sworn brothers?" he repeats, blinking "You'd want- I mean I- I'm not even- Really?"

Yuan is actually blushing.

[unlanylikebehavior]

"Promiscuity is forbidden! I'm sure talking about promiscuity falls under that too!" He protests, until he realizes just how silly that statement was. He's already admitted he's wanting to break one rule, why wouldn't he break the other one? "Are you sure you can't just tell somehow?"

It'd be so much easier if there was some fancy ritual like dropping a handkerchief and if Zizhen picks it up a certain way then it's an indication he wants to be nailed in the ass.. Whew, he fans himself, where did that thought come from?

He steps back a little to give Yuan some room, but he keeps an arm hooked around the crook of Yuan's elbow. "Yes, really! You're so sweet and helpful and kind and.. I don't know how people go about doing this but I'll find out, okay? Wei Wuxian is the sworn brother of Jiang Cheng and Zewu Ju once had two sworn brothers. They were all from different sects. I know we haven't known each other very well, but don't you feel it too?"

[notaturnip]

"Promiscuity is sleeping with lots of different people. Sleeping with the person you love isn't that." Yuan says firmly - he's long ago shed any ideas about sex being wrong or shameful and he thinks those ideas are, frankly, stupid, but he's willing to at least concede that other people have them and let people breve what they wish - as long as their definitions are accurate. Jingyi shouldn't feel ashamed for wanting to sleep with the person he loves.

"And I'm sure." Even when you think it might be blatantly obvious, you'd be surprised. You can guess, and sometimes you can be right, but it's no guarantee until you get somebody in bed and actually ask what they like.

He smiles softly at Jingyi and nods.

"I suppose I do know what you mean. You and Zizhen are sort of my first real friends, in a way..." he admits shyly.

[unlanylikebehavior]

Yuan sees yet another epiphany dawn on Jingyi's face like a secret to the universe being revealed instead of being given a different definition. It wasn't wrong to sleep with someone you loved? He looks up at Zizhen. Could it be? Was it really possible that he might not be committing a sin to sleep with.. and by sleep with, he means have sex with (since now he knows the difference).. the person he is hoping will ask for his hand?

It makes him wonder if all this time those little incidents where Wei Wuxian and Hanguang Jun were rumored to do such scandalous things if those too weren't actually wrong. Was Yuan right that even what they did last night, excluding the mistake of the talisman was a perfectly natural reunion between spouses? Would Zizhen greet him in such a way whenever they were apart?

"Really? You didn't have any friends where you used to live?" He asks with a frown. "How could that be? Who wouldn't love you? I know Zizhen and I both do."

[notaturnip]

Yuan smiles softly, both at the obvious revelation he just gave Jingyi, and at the compliment - he's glad to help his friend, especially when his affection comes so easily, without guile or strings attached.

"Things at the Golden Hare were... competitive. Everybody vied for clients, for Madame's attention," attention they were jealous of him for getting. No doubt somebody's already taken scissors to his best robes for getting the Jin Ling job. - he wonders how they'll feel when they find out what happened. He can't bring himself to feel bad, at this point the idea of anybody else being with Jin Ling turns his stomach. "We were friends but not... not with trust, or loyalty, which makes for.. poor friendships."

[unlanylikebehavior]

He reaches out and takes both of Yuan's hands gently. "You won't have to worry about that stuff ever again once you're officially a Lan. We can be competitive here but it's always fair and we support each other. There are occasional squabbles and pettiness but.. I imagine it doesn't get like how you're used to. Our elders are strict but that's because they care about us and want us to do our best. You'll have real friends here."

This time he wasn't speaking from a purely naïve place, even if it sounded like it. He knew that Lan Rong and once in a while Lan Bao could be dumb, but they were never cruel. Even if Rong crossed a line, there were other Lan disciples who stepped in and helped remind him of the righteous path. They would show Yuan this higher way of life and that he was meant to be treated so much better than he has in the past.

[notaturnip]

Yuan stares at him for a moment, taken aback by such sweet, genuine certainty. It's a little hard for him to entirely believe, he's yet to live in a world for any length of time where people weren't only looking out for themselves - but with the way his parents took him in unquestioningly, the way Hanguang Jun stood by him in front of his uncle, the way Jin Ling was willing to put his reputation on the line just to save Yuan, it's enough to make him think that maybe people can be good, and selfless, and caring.

It's also going to take him a minute to get over once you're officially a Lan, because that's... that's what this is leading to, isn't it?

Lan Yuan....

It doesn't sound so bad, actually.

He smiles, bright and real and grateful, and squeezes Jingyi's hands.

"I already have a real friend here." he says sincerely.

[unlanylikebehavior]

By the time the two come back toward the Jingshi, they're both smiling brightly and Jingyi's eyes are a little misty. They're getting ready to settle on the porch to relax when they see coming up the path not one but two Jade brothers with damp hair.

The significance of this will obviously be lost on Yuan, but this is one of very few times Xichen has been seen since he went into isolation. He's thinner and more pale, not as warm as he once was. However, Lan Zhan has a hold of his hand. In Xichen's other hand is a sealed letter with a very familiar purple ribbon wrapped around it.

He pauses as he sees how many are sitting on the porch. Lan Zhan notices and whispers a few things to him. They bow to each other and he's given the letter. Xichen retreats and there's an almost imperceptible slump to Lan Zhan's shoulders as he watches his brother go.

[notaturnip]

Zizhen greets them both with a warm smile and no small measure of curiosity in his eyes, wondering what they were talking about, he's about to ask when Wuxian - finally finished with his storytelling - stands up to say he'll leave the boys to it.

Though he's only just stepping away when his husband and brother-in-law appear and he stops in surprise.

"Who is that?" Yuan leans over to whisper to the other two boys.

"Zewu Jun... Lan Xichen," Zizhen whispers back "he's sect leader, only he's been in seclusion for a while now, which is why they're so surprised to see him."

Wuxian approaches his husband as Xichen starts to leave, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Lan Zhan..." he says softly, unsure whether to ask about his brother or the letter, though the shade of purple has certainly caught his attention.

[unlanylikebehavior]

"He's your uncle! Hanguang Jun's brother!" Jingyi chimes in. "I've missed him." He was such a good man who didn't deserve what happened to him. None of them did. He reaches out and takes Zizhen's hand, giving it a light squeeze.

Jingyi watches the Chief Cultivator and his husband with new eyes. The two of them were barely doing anything, but he saw the love so strongly especially now that he wasn't judging it. It was more beautiful than he realized too. The simple act of Wei Wuxian's comfort and then Lan Zhan looking back with such adoration. They should be more supported around here than they were, he decides and leans over to rest his head against Zizhen's shoulder.

Lan Zhan gives Wei Ying a small, but sparkling with hope smile. "He's finding his way back. He joined me for a while at the springs."

[notaturnip]

"My uncle..." Yuan repeats softly, watching the older man as he leaves. He hopes he'll get a chance to meet him properly, though he worries that he might react to him the same way Hanguang Jun's uncle did. He doesn't voice that, though, not when the other two clearly respect him a lot.

Zizhen squeezes Jingyi's hand back with a shy smile - a smile which only grows when Jingyi rests a head on his shoulder. Yuan glances over at them and can't help but echo that pleased expression, he likes to see people happy. True romance is a rare sight in his line of work.

"That's wonderful," Wuxian says sincerely, giving his husband a bright, encouraging smile "Let's hope we start to see more of him soon."

His eyes stray to the letter again.

"News of Jin Ling?" he asks quietly.

[jiang_cheng]

"I believe we will," Lan Zhan says with a nod. He has a plan involving some watermelon to lure his brother out again, which was a treat they used to sneak away and eat in the Yashi (Elegant Room) as kids. He hopes he can still find some from the farmers but the season was almost over for that fruit.

"I don't know," he admits and hands over the letter. It was sealed with wax and Jiang Cheng's signet ring. "A disciple caught us as we were coming back up the path saying a messenger had just arrived with it. Wei Ying, the messenger rode hard to get here." So whatever you have to do about this letter, your husband is backing you up.

Two letters had actually been sent out, but only one so urgently.

The first: Inside there is a copied page from one of Wen Qing's old medical books about a remedy or talisman for fighting fevers. The writing is clearly Jiang Cheng's, but it's messier than his usual calligraphy. He also does not usually use this title.

Da Ge

The physicians cannot recreate this and neither can I. It's imperative you keep this quiet. There are too many vultures and spies about. The messenger I sent is fast and reliable. If you can create this please give it to him to return to me.

JC

The second: This one is also incredibly short but it includes copies of two poems and despite being a shorter distance, it likely arrives about the same time.

Little Bird

Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at what thou doest,
Thou singing merry far from me,
I in sadness all alone!

Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at how thou art
Thou high on the tips of branching boughs,
I on the ground a-creeping!

Little bird! O little bird!
Thou art music far away,
Like the tender croon of the mother loved
In the kindly sleep of death.

– Celtic Traditional

And-

Remorse - is Memory - awake -
Her Parties all astir -
A Presence of Departed Acts -
At window - and at Door -

Its Past - set down before the Soul
And lighted with a Match -
Perusal - to facilitate -
And help Belief to stretch -
Remorse is cureless - the Disease
Not even God - can heal -
For 'tis His institution - and
The Adequate of Hell -

Emily Dickinson(Some person sort of like this who might have existed at the time :D)

Dearest Huaisang,

I hope you made it home safely, Little Nightingale. Thank you

Jiang Cheng


Earlier...

Jiang Cheng held a brush poised over the blank page with so many emotions he wanted to express and no words to get them out. He regretted sending Huaisang away like he had and he'd been thinking about how painful the ride home must've been. That had been cruel! How does one begin to apologize for negligence like that? When he couldn't think of any way to express himself, he went through the Jin library and finally found something he could use. They weren't his words, but they expressed something similar enough. Huaisang was an artist. He hoped, prayed, the other man might understand what he was trying to do here. With that, he sends the letter and wonders if he'll get any kind of response at all.

[notaturnip]

Wei Wuxian opens the letter with such urgency he almost tears the paper, though thankfully he manages not to. He skims the copied page with a frown before turning his attention to the letter, eyes widening slightly at its contents.

He swears under his breath, showing it to Lan Zhan. He can't let Yuan know about this.

"I'm going to work on this immediately," he says softly to his husband, leaning in to kiss his cheek before heading off - for once he actually wants to be in the library pavilion, it's the best place to work on this.

~~~

In Qinghe, Huaisang is surprised to see the purple-ribboned letter, wondering if perhaps it's going to be some polite but terse request for the comb back and thus another tiny break in his already battered heart.

When he finds the poetry inside, however, he can't quite believe his eyes. Poetry. From Jiang Cheng of all people. And such beautiful words! He almost cries.

He reads over the poems several times before he can manage to compose a response, though it's sent mere hours after the messenger arrived in Qinghe.

A-Cheng,

No remorse is required from you, your little bird has quite forgiven any harshness under the circumstances

(He hadn't, until the poetry came, and now he thinks he might be able to forgive anything if it gives him a chance to snatch back the connection they'd had so fleetingly)

But if you're really feeling sorry, you can make it up to me next time I sing for you

Your Nightingale

As sweet and emotive as the poems are, he doesn't dare spill his heart out entirely onto the page - but a little flirting never hurt anybody.

[jiang_cheng]

"Good luck," Lan Zhan says watching his husband go. He turns back to the house and ignores the boys for now to go in and light three incense sticks, silently praying everything goes well. He then makes tea for all three boys. Not wanting to intrude beyond the simple of hospitality, he goes back into the Jingshi and lets the three enjoy the porch.

"Well whatever that was about can't be good," Jingyi finally says after having thanked Hanguang Jun for the tea.

~~~

A couple days pass in between receiving the letter and sending a new one. It isn't because Jiang Cheng isn't thrilled to get it- because wow he's never read something like that to him before!- but he frets over what exactly to say back. This time, he includes a pressed peony.

Sweet A-Sang,

To learn I could possibly have an invitation to hear you sing again is the first I've smiled since you've left my side. Even if all I ever were to get from you is a murmur, I'd strive to make up for what I did. Even a harsh circumstance is no excuse for the cruelty of my neglect. For that, I'm truly sorry.

I do hope that if the gods are indeed punishing me, they redirect the focus from Jin Ling to myself soon. I'm uncertain how much more he can take or I.

JC

[notaturnip]

Zizhen nods his agreement, sipping the tea thoughtfully.

Yuan is quiet, staring silently into his tea cup and worrying. Surely if it was something to do with Jin Ling they would tell him, wouldn't they?

"Who do you think the letter was from?" he says quietly

"Looked like maybe Jiang colours?" Zizhen says "Hard to tell from this far."

~~~

Who knew the Jiang sect leader was capable of such beautiful words of his own? Huaisang wonders if it's too soon to call his ex-fiancee an idiot. He does so anyway, to himself at least, and wonders if it will be too much to drape himself smugly all over the man the next time they're in her company.

Jiang Cheng would never allow it, and Huaisang really needs to stop getting ahead of himself when he doesn't know what this is, but it's fun to daydream, and he can save the awkward questions for when Jiang Cheng isn't dealing with a clearly stressful family crisis.

Dearest A-Cheng,

This is the work of men, not gods, I promise you that. You deserve no such punishment. I have enclosed a list of people who do deserve punishment, though by all accounts you should be rest assured that none of these people have been able to get near your nephew since you arrived with him.

I'll do anything else I can for you, A-Cheng, simply say the word

Your Nightingale

Enclosed with the letter is a list of all the plotters that his spies have managed to ferret out. He can't do much about the illness, but he can prevent anybody else attempting anything while Jin Ling is weak.

[jiang_cheng]

Jingyi peeks in the Jingshi and sees Hanguang Ju sitting down to meditate at some distance from where they were. It is unlikely he could hear them.

He looks over at Yuan and slips his hand in the other boy's. "They may be trying not to upset you by bringing him up." Since.. weren't they all thinking about the same person here? They might as well address it right?

~~~

It was so strange. He was in midst of the most insane political battle and yet, with these letters, he was getting such a strength from them too. The tide just might be turning.

In this letter is a thin woven beaded bracelet with a fox on it.

Lovely Nightingale,

I may have misnamed you, my dearheart. Here I've been complimenting your beauty and your sweetness, but you've proven again to those who are paying attention that you are in fact a fox. I've known you were far more clever than you like to pretend, but this list you've given me is a whole treasury worth of secrets. I shall be in your debt forever. I'd be afraid if I didn't already believe if you wanted my death, you could've already orchestrated it.

Tell me one more secret, A-Sang, if you were to come and visit me here, would you follow the rule I requested in my hall? Please tell me you haven't forgotten.

Your A-Cheng

[notaturnip]

Yuan bites his lip - that's exactly what he'd been afraid of, and the fact that Jingyi brought it up suggests those fears may have been founded.

"Is there any reason to be upset, though? Are they simply avoiding mentioning him in order to spare my feelings or is there something more sinister going on? What if something terrible is happening and I can't be there by his side?" he asks in a panicked whisper.

Zizhen looks torn between worrying for his friend (friends, really, Jin Ling and Yuan both) and swooning over the romance of it all. He takes Jingyi's other hand and frowns worriedly.

"Maybe we should try and find out?" he murmurs to his beloved "For Yuan's peace of mind, and our own."

~~~

Huaisang has been trying so hard to go underestimated for so long that it surprises him how giddy he feels at the fact that Jiang Cheng recognises his smarts.

He starts wearing the bracelet immediately. He's not sure he'll ever take it off.

He takes a day to reply, because that's the time he needs to find the perfect gift to send back - there are gifts now, this is officially courting. He still doesn't know exactly where he stands, but he's more certain by the day. The gift he sends is a silver cuff engraved with lotus flowers.

Dearest A-Cheng,

You have me at a loss, and here I thought I was the more inclined to poetry, but you have now so beautifully compared me to two creatures when I have none for you. I will have to think what you should be, my brave and wonderful A-Cheng.

Of course I haven't forgotten, I think about that night so often that every detail is carved into my mind as though it were stone. As to whether I would fulfill your request... you shall have to invite me and find out, my love.

Your Nightingale, your Fox, your everything you wish me to be

[jiang_cheng]

Jingyi frowns. He can't lie. It's part of who he is and what it means to be a Lan. He glances back at Zizhen, knowing he's about to upset everyone but..

"Hanguang Jun wouldn't have just gone in and lit incense sticks like that if he wasn't worried about something," he admits reluctantly. "We won't get anything out of him though. It's not to be cruel, it's.. let's go talk to Wei-qianbei. He's easier to get stuff out of." I.e. He can't keep a secret!

As they head toward the library where he's pretty sure he saw the man going, he knows the other thing he needs to do. Reluctantly, he looks at Zizhen. "After we speak with Wei-qianbei, will you go to him? I can't yet, not with my head still healing. I need to be here with Yuan anyway but.." He'd hoped to sleep with Zizhen but this was way more important.

~~~

Up until the instant Cheng gets the cuff, he really thought he was just.. well, he wasn't sure what he'd been thinking. He hadn't consciously been thinking 'I'm courting Huaisang'. He'd seen something as he was writing a letter or thought of something the other man might like and stuck it in there to send along. How was he going to justify courting someone after so recently breaking off his other wedding? It doesn't occur to him just yet how other might perceive it if he does start pursuing someone else so soon after, like maybe there was some overlap.

He stares at the beautiful cuff and is pleased at how nice it looks on the wrist opposite of Zidian. It's a little distracting as he writes, but that's okay. The gift this time is a bottle of fine perfume special to the Lanling region.

Dearest Nightingale,

Forgive me, but I do believe it is three creatures, sweetheart. I have also compared you to a butterfly, though not in writing. It isn't my fault that I need so many references when there are none that can capture your whole essence in one.

If you're stumped, you could ask the people of Ouyang I'm sure they could give you a few ideas for descriptive words for me. People here in this city might not have that much higher opinion, though things seem to be improving since you interceded. I believe we're turned a corner with my nephew's health as well.

I'd be delighted if you'd come to Lanling and stay with us. The Jin clan are legendary for their hospitality so you must come and abuse it with me. I cannot wait to find the answer to my original question as well.

Your unnamed creature
A-Cheng

[notaturnip]

Yuan is still worried - how can he not be, with such a response - but he's at least relieved to have such supportive friends by his side. He nods gratefully, standing to follow them both to the library.

Zizhen nods instantly - as much as he wants to he here with Jingyi, and with Yuan too, he's worried about Jin Ling as well, and he knows they'd all rather someone was with him that would keep the others informed.

"Of course," he says "he's our friend, one of us should go to him." If Yuan's parents won't let him, and Jingyi can't, he'll go in a heartbeat.

~~~

Huaisang is thinking about Jiang Cheng's reputation, which is why he's careful to keep the bracelet hidden under his wide sleeves and he doesn't mention the content of the letters to anyone, he even ensures his most trusted messenger is the one to carry his own letters to Lanling. He's already got a plan in mind, regardless of what Jiang Cheng's intentions for this relationship are, he'll keep it under wraps until it's appropriate to reveal.

Beloved A-Cheng,

asking anyone else is cheating. Besides, I think you may be a wolf. You are straightforward, brave and loyal, fiercely defensive of those you love.

I will be in Lanling in three days, you will have your answer then.

Your Nightingale

Enclosed with this letter is a fan. He knows Jiang Cheng won't use it, but he wants him to have it anyway. There is a wolf painted on it, howling at a full moon.

[unlanylikebehavior]

While the boys are gone, Lan Zhan meditates but also continues to think, like he had all day, about the ceremony he was preparing for the next day. He hopes the news of the letter isn't going to derail things too much. He'd hoped they could do it today but.. certain other events happened and atonement had to be done. It also had given those who sewed an extra day to get everything just right.

He smiles as a name starts to form in his mind.

~~~

Jingyi takes his friends to the large library at the top of a long, steep hill. There's a beautiful magnolia tree tucked around it. Going inside, he gestures for the two of them to hang back just a bit.

"Wei-qianbei?" He calls as he goes in. When he sees him, he hurries over and kneels in front of his table. "Is everything alright? I've been so worried about Jin Ling since I was unconscious when I left Lotus Pier. Was there any news of him in your letter? Please, Wei-qianbei!"

~~~

Jiang Cheng has no one he would tell anything like these letters to anyway, so there is no fear of gossip from him. He is also terribly paranoid from dealing with everything from Lanling. He's figured out (with Huaisang's help) which messengers he can trust and has continued to use them exclusively, paying well for their discretion.

When he both the next letter and the fan, he sits and stares at it for a very long time. It's the first time he wishes he did talk to other people about his personal life. What he wouldn't give to have his sister's advice right now! Wuxian would just tease him, he was sure and he didn't trust anyone else. However, he is blown away by how the other man sees him.

He is so very fucked.

[notaturnip]

Wei Wuxian startles at the sound of Jingyi's voice, head jerking up from where he'd been absorbed in his work. His eyes narrow - Jingyi, you are not as good at this as you think you are, he knows you're going to run and tell his son everything as soon as you find out what's going on.

Unfortunately, though, he actually likes this kid, and concealing things from them is one thing but lying to his face is a totally different matter.

Stupid Lans are rubbing off on him.

He sighs.

"Everything is going to be fine," which is not the same as everything is fine now. He hesitates, and then decides to come out with it "There was another attempt on Jin Ling's life. We stopped it, but he's still hurt. Jiang Cheng is with him and he's asked me to make something that will help, so that's what I'm doing. He's going to be fine." He says firmly.

"And before you think about helping A-Yuan sneak out to go there, allow me to be blunt;" he hates to do this, but he knows Yuan is probably listening "right now Jin Ling cannot afford another weak spot. The safest place for Yuan, for him and Jin Ling, is right here."

[unlanylikebehavior]

At the suspicious look, Jingyi has the wherewithal to look guilty, but he can't back down. This is important and yes, it is true he's going to go tell Yuan, he also is telling the truth too. He is worried and loves his friend. He knows Wei Wuxian knows this too.

Which is why, he knew this would work! You didn't make it through Yi City and the siege at the Burial Mounds without getting to know Wei Wuxian on some level.. even if you think he's Mo Xuanyu at the time. Technicalities..

His jaw drops open and he pales. He got hurt? They wouldn't even be mentioning it if it wasn't a serious injury! People got scratches and bruises in a fight all the time. This was.. hurt hurt. All this time they'd been reassuring Yuan everything was fine and somehow he'd known something was wrong. They had to go to him at once!

Wait.. what? How did Wuxian know he was about to try that. (Only he was going to try for all three of them to go, not just Yuan). "Weak spot?" He echoes, feeling the hurt on Yuan's behalf. Were crueler words ever spoken?! That really pisses him off! "Yuan isn't a weak spot! He's wonderful! He's one of the strongest people I've ever met! Jin Ling would be lucky to have him there but just so you don't keep thinking I'm an idiot, we were going to send Ouyang Zizhen since he's well and everything!" He is starting to fray at the edges as his voice cracks and eyes start to sting. Was he about to lose one of his best friends? "B- but why would he need something from you? What.. why.. don't they have doctors and cultivators in Lanling?"

[notaturnip]

He appreciates how fiercely Jingyi defends his son, he really does, but did it have to be right now.

"I mean people might try and hurt Jin Ling by hurting Yuan," he clarifies - it's harsh but true, they don't know how many other plotters are still in Carp Tower (well, Huaisang will, shortly, but he doesn't know that) "and I don't think Jin Ling will want Yuan to see him like that. Sending Zizhen isn't a bad idea though, he can keep both of you informed."

He looks down at what he's working on and sighs.

"It's.. Jiang Cheng has found something that will help Jin Ling faster, something from Wen Qing's notes, she was.. " he smiles a little sadly "she was the best doctor I ever met. If we can recreate this, Jin Ling will get better that much quicker. That's all, he's going to be fine, we just want him to be fine sooner."

A short distance away, Zizhen is holding Yuan's hand as the other boy tries to sob silently. He hates this, he hates everything about it, but he doesn't know if any of it's a lie - would he be a danger to Jin Ling by being there? A-Ling had been the one to send him away, to say it's better for him here, would he really not like it if Yuan went back to him...

[unlanylikebehavior]

The reality check is so strong, he has to take a step or two back. It couldn't have been softened even if Wei Wuxian had been an expert at words like Jin Guangyao used to be. It was just life itself showing its ugly side and Jiang Cheng had referenced vultures for a reason.

Jingyi is the head junior cultivator here. He knows about tactics and facing harsh truths. He'd witnessed plenty in the last few years, so he doesn't question Wuxian's assessment. "Will Zizhen put him at risk?" He has to ask, trusting the older man's judgment.

He glances back toward the library door and he sets his jaw with more determination. He kneels down at Wei Wuxian's side. "How can I help? I know with talismans you need blood, right?" He holds out his hand.