#also all the things he's sad about seem shallow and self-absorbed because this is wen qing and she lost literally everything

[llycaons]

She turns then, hands curling into fists in the edges of the robe. She knows she is no brawler, couldn’t last any time at all against Hanguang-jun — but she doesn’t care. All at once, she wants a fight. She wants to hit him, rip that stupid ink-black hair, bite him and see if that jade skin can bleed. She wants to make him swallow down those selfish, shallow words.

YESSSS!!!!!!!!!! KILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!