You're not allowed to fight Hanguang-jun. Or kill Hanguang-jun. Or anything related to killing, maiming, disgracing, displacing or any other negative verb towards Hanguang-jun.
[ He slumps his weight back heavier against his uncle JUST to make his point, though he can't be completely upset with him if that trickle of moonlacing still threads through when Jiang Cheng puts his arm around Jin Ling's waist. ]
You hear me? I don't care what he said or what he's doing, just leave it alone.
[ Well. News around here certainly travels fast. Jiang Cheng gives Jin Ling a slow blink, wondering why his nephew is so invested in this. Did the Lans get to his nephew as well? Is Jiang Cheng the last remaining Jiang sect member unwooed by a Lan?
Rather than accuse him of anything right away, Jiang Cheng simply holds his nephew closer as the boy slumps against him, absently smoothing a hand over Jin Ling's hair. ]
And why do you care so much what happens to Hanguang-jun?
no subject
[ He slumps his weight back heavier against his uncle JUST to make his point, though he can't be completely upset with him if that trickle of moonlacing still threads through when Jiang Cheng puts his arm around Jin Ling's waist. ]
You hear me? I don't care what he said or what he's doing, just leave it alone.
no subject
Rather than accuse him of anything right away, Jiang Cheng simply holds his nephew closer as the boy slumps against him, absently smoothing a hand over Jin Ling's hair. ]
And why do you care so much what happens to Hanguang-jun?
no subject
[ Flatly, without qualification. That was just a truth. ]
Because I hurt him, once.
[ Or, well, he hurt Wei Wuxian. But it was basically the same thing. ]
And because he remembered who I was.
So I owe him, okay?