[ After the fall of the Jin clan at Jin Guangyao's hands, things changed. Now, the siege of all the clans is in the mountains, in the quiet, revered Cloud Recesses. Now, His Excellency is none other than Hanguang-jun, Lan Wangji himself.
The Bearer of Light. It was his title, and he meant to uphold it and its values. Of course, many other things - personal things - had changed for him, too. But it didn't change the way he governed. As justly and righteously as possible, without the desire for more power, without superiority, without hasty judgements.
His closest advisers reflected that, coming from all walks of life, and different clans. From A-Yuan and Jin Ling, all the way to his right-hand man - Wei Wuxian. The Yiling Patriarch's name still rang fear in some people's hearts, but it struck something entirely different in Lan Zhan's.
Respect. Admiration. Awe. Love.
They'd been planning their wedding for a while, but with all the politics that now were part of Lan Zhan's every day life, preparations took much longer than he would have liked. And of course, now, he finds himself having to send Wei Ying away.
Finding his way to the Jingshi after yet another too long meeting with the gentry, Lan Zhan only relaxes a little when he sees traces of Wei Ying being in as well. He puts his sword down, swallowing around the lump in his throat. ]
Jiang Wanyin requested you go back to Lotus Pier with him. [ He says to the room at large, not bothering with a hello. ]
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The Bearer of Light. It was his title, and he meant to uphold it and its values. Of course, many other things - personal things - had changed for him, too. But it didn't change the way he governed. As justly and righteously as possible, without the desire for more power, without superiority, without hasty judgements.
His closest advisers reflected that, coming from all walks of life, and different clans. From A-Yuan and Jin Ling, all the way to his right-hand man - Wei Wuxian. The Yiling Patriarch's name still rang fear in some people's hearts, but it struck something entirely different in Lan Zhan's.
Respect. Admiration. Awe. Love.
They'd been planning their wedding for a while, but with all the politics that now were part of Lan Zhan's every day life, preparations took much longer than he would have liked. And of course, now, he finds himself having to send Wei Ying away.
Finding his way to the Jingshi after yet another too long meeting with the gentry, Lan Zhan only relaxes a little when he sees traces of Wei Ying being in as well. He puts his sword down, swallowing around the lump in his throat. ]
Jiang Wanyin requested you go back to Lotus Pier with him. [ He says to the room at large, not bothering with a hello. ]
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i swear i responded to this days ago.
it's all gravy
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