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they still argue. i had time enough for my mind to wander, so i started thinking back to all the times i wish i'd kissed you.

and lan zhan! don't let the bunnies cover up your scent!

I almost did, once. But you were much braver than I, and I did not expect my affections to be returned. Should I not have removed my robes, then?

now who doesn't know his worth? lan zhan, i remember that you were all the disciples of yunmeng could talk about for weeks after we returned. there were wen soldiers who feared you more than me. i was a fool, but i'd like to think that i wasn't that much of one.

the bunnies aren't lying on your robes are they

A man's heart is indiscernible behind his chest, or in the reflection of his blade. You were no fool. I was. Perhaps I still am. They were neatly folded away. You may wear my undershirt to sleep, if you wish.

not a fool, not you. now or ever. say what you want about me, but i won't stand for talk against my hanguang-jun...even from hanguang-jun.

lan zhan, it's hard for me to sleep while wearing clothes, even if they are yours.

Then perhaps we could agree that I am a fool for you. You seemed particularly inclined to keep my scent intact. Should I refrain from bathing then, until you return?

the sweetest fool who could do better. i'll agree to meet you halfway on that.

yes you should. i'll take matters into my own hands once i'm there.

Tell me, then. What is better, if you are everything? Duly, and impatiently noted.

you're feeding a dangerous ego. i did think i was quite special in my youth.

You did achieve one impossible task.

tell me.

The Gusulan principles you loved to loath. Now your name is among them, carved on the same stone.

[oh no, he can't stop giggling now.]

that is pretty good, even if i do say so myself! of al the things that the yiling patriarch is said to have done, why doe no one talk about that more?

oh, and i got hanguang-jun to break those rules. that should be worth something.

Worth an addition to the aforementioned stone. There is room left for more.

oh i'm sure of it.

lan zhan, i've been thinking about zewu-jun.

[now there's something lan wangji probably never expected nor wanted to hear.]

( how to kill the mood in ten words or less. )

Wei Ying. You should not burden your mind with my struggles.

lan zhan, am i no longer your husband and your bonded? have you changed your plans of being with me for the next thousand years and beyond?

my point is, your struggles are my struggles.

plus, even i'm a little confused. i know his heart was broken after what happened at the temple, but it's like he doesn't remember all of it. even his own words.

You are. My husband, my bonded. More, and impossibly stubborn. He remembers enough. What do you suggest?

do you remember when you brought home another lan zhan? i also met another me.

why wouldn't there also be two lan xichens? your brother, but not the one you grew up with and knew so well.

He was simply younger. Untested. ... You mean to insinuate that my future might never come to pass for him, and therefore, for my brother.

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i believe that where there's a you, there will always be a me. but beyond that, even a small change could make a big difference. a tiny rock can cause a lot of ripples once you toss it into the water.

it's just a theory. but i would like to ask him about it, if it's alright with you.

Unsettling, but worth investigating. The truth might not bend in our favor.

our truth will remain the same. but it may shed some light on things that otherwise don't make sense.

i should talk to jiang cheng and shijie too.

Your mind impresses, as usual. Perhaps I should return, and confront them with you.

of course! lan zhan, i'm more than just a pretty face.

if you want. jin zixuan has followed his brother out. nothing will likely be solved tonight.

lan zhan, this really brings back memories! can we go stay somewhere else and pretend that we've been on the road all day? i'll see if i can find the most stubborn donkey in aefenglom!

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