[ There is nothing Xichen can do to ease the pain of Jiang Cheng's experiences so he simply listens at first, not wanting to devalue them. It's sad because the two boys and their sister who studied at Cloud Recesses so many years ago were incredibly close, more so than any other group; how time alters the fabric the life, he thinks sadly. We are all threads stitched at the whim of time.
There is that and how grief-stricken Jiang Cheng had been at Guanyin, wracked with sobs over the familial deaths and betrayals that hit him over and over. It was not forgettable. ]
You are the strongest sect leader I have ever known, to have endured as many trials as you have and to remain a good man throughout it all. [ It is not flattery, he speaks honestly as he sits on the bench weighing the man before him. ] There are those who say you have little patience ... I am aware, I have ears. [ A small smile. ] But, the Wanyin I know never speaks truly unkindly when it is undeserving or suffers others' pain if he can help mend it.
[ A gesture covers the whole snack conveyor-belt they have sprinkled between their laps, amused and fond. Xichen tilts his head, makes a show of glancing up and down over Jiang Cheng, and shrugs subtly to help lighten the mood with some genuine fondness. ]
You're my brother-in-law now, and I'm very proud to say so. I hope you feel the same and will pardon my faults, as you do with many, while showing such patience.
Someone recently told me my mouth was too big. I'm assuming Zewu-Jun is not implying the same, and instead this is just a comment on my pleasing effervescence?
As First Jade of Lan, I have been plied with engagement offers from all the sects for many years. None of the prospective applicants were half as handsome or charming as Wen Kexing, so tell your rude old goat that when you return home.
... Once. He visited Cloud Recesses when the young masters and mistresses were with us for the summer, to learn decorum. All sects sent us their heirs for lecturing.
He was sent as more of a servant than anything, but over the years he rose to great heights.
It doesn't matter anymore, everything he did has already come to pass. It is not a pleasant conversation topic, forgive me. You contacted me for a reason and I have waylaid the point, I will make efforts to avoid such self-absorption in the future. You see now why I required seclusion, to better myself again.
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