[ wen ning brings him the letter from his shidi ( former ), handling it as if expecting it to combust in between his fingertips for daring to touch it. the messenger waits outside of the mountains, expecting another letter to be returned between yiling and yunmeng. she's a good lass, wei wuxian knows; quiet, discrete and raised in the shadow of his stronghold. with the letter in hand, he reads it slowly - there's not much to go on in return, jiang cheng is concise and direct as always.
two days. he has two days to clean and tidy and ensure the remnants of the qishan-wen that he has adopted into his fold are aware of jiang cheng's arrival. that they stay far from his gaze. it's not as though wei wuxian will allow them to be mistreated, not even by his oldest companion. he doesn't know if his letter will reach jiang cheng in time, perhaps it will meet him en route, but he pens anyways: ]
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two days. he has two days to clean and tidy and ensure the remnants of the qishan-wen that he has adopted into his fold are aware of jiang cheng's arrival. that they stay far from his gaze. it's not as though wei wuxian will allow them to be mistreated, not even by his oldest companion. he doesn't know if his letter will reach jiang cheng in time, perhaps it will meet him en route, but he pens anyways: ]