Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian | Yiling Patriarch (
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[ By all appearances, Wuxian looks as perky and cheerful as always. Maybe those who know him best would see past the smile to the sorrow and depression that's a constant companion. ]
So! Shijie, Jiang Cheng, and I are going to be shopping for our first dinner in the new house. It's coming up quick and she thought a nice dinner for everyone would be nice.
[ Yep, little brother, you have been voluntold to help get groceries. ]
If anyone has a special dish they want made, let one of us know.
So! Shijie, Jiang Cheng, and I are going to be shopping for our first dinner in the new house. It's coming up quick and she thought a nice dinner for everyone would be nice.
[ Yep, little brother, you have been voluntold to help get groceries. ]
If anyone has a special dish they want made, let one of us know.
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I will not allow you near her.
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I have no reason to do ill and I am seeking healing for my mind. If there was concern about my stability, I would not be free.
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I will not trust you to be around her even if she is willing to forgive you.
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[Or, at the very least, his creator in every sense.]
Perhaps you meant my wife? My true-born son? You know the issue there.
Lady Jiang is not a detestable lech, a lady I have deflowered or the product of incest. What does she have to fear?
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Instead, he just cuts the feed having said what he needed to say.]
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No situation or excuse. No escape from the meagre justice deemed.
Accept it.
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My heart is not dead.
Meager? By your standards perhaps.
I have, haven't I?
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There sure is a lot here she didn’t know before coming unraveled right before her eyes, huh.]
Meng Yao...
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Miu...
I'm sorry you've seen all of this. I won't be attending, but I hope you are able to go.
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It’s okay.
Well, it’s not okay. I figured whatever you did had to have been pretty bad. I still don’t know the whole story. I figure someone will tell me eventually.
[She doesn’t quite know what to think, feeling torn. On one hand, she still feels an affinity for him, an understanding. On the other hand, she doesn’t want to risk her new family’s ire.
’I do whatever they say. I’m nothing. I’m empty.’]
I’ll make sure everyone’s okay.
Are you okay?
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It doesn't matter how I am. Others require your comfort more, but I am grateful for your kindness.
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