[ Lan Xichen doesn't find anything funny with what he said, smile falling as he listens. His pause speaks of disapproval; Wangji poured his heart into raising Sizhui into a good man, whether it was combing the crying boy's hair or teaching him to write, to sit properly, to be thoughtful and use that clever, inventive little mind to look into people's hearts. Sizhui is every bit a Lan as the Twin Jades, just as much as he is Wei Wuxian's son.
So when he speaks again, Xichen has a reticent gentility in the face of that snort. He closes a window as much as opens a door. ]
When you wish to visit the bathhouse, the invitation stands.
[ It's a polite dismissal, and he utilises the convenient ability of the devices to switch his off Lan out. ]
no subject
So when he speaks again, Xichen has a reticent gentility in the face of that snort. He closes a window as much as opens a door. ]
When you wish to visit the bathhouse, the invitation stands.
[ It's a polite dismissal, and he utilises the convenient ability of the devices to switch his off
Lan out. ]