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[dottie-wan-kenobi]

It had been so long since Qingheng-jun had last seen his younger son that, upon meeting him again, he was filled with an unfortunate thought: he couldn’t recognize Wangji as anything more than an unknown Lan disciple.

Well. Perhaps that was not true. Wangji looked like Xichen, and Qingheng-jun had had to interact with his heir in more recent times. But if not for those moments, he would not be able to recognize either.

This did not particularly bother him. He knew his lot in life, the consequences of what he and Xiuqin had done. His sons were strangers to him; this was simply a fact.

However, though he didn’t know them, he had believed he understood his brother and the way the boys would be raised. From what he remembered of Wangji, the only behavior issue he ever had was refusing to sleep in his own bed at night without Xichen there to lull him to rest.

(Distantly, Qingheng-jun recalled that Qiren had told him of other broken rules after that incident, things that Qiren had deemed important enough to inform him of. The details were hazy now.)

Beheading sect heirs—beheading anyone, really—was not something he had believed Wangji capable of. His sons were well-behaved and had never had an emergency bad enough to warrant Qingheng-jun’s attention since the moment they were born.

As such, when a disciple disrupted his seclusion claiming that Qiren needed to see him urgently, Qingheng-jun had said no. When it was explained to him it was an issue with one of his sons, he’d attempted to dismiss the boy. Finally, when Xichen ran up—and yes, he had run, wearing robes flecked in blood, fear and confusion in his eyes—Qingheng-jun had agreed to come.

Now he understood. And looking at Wangji, kneeling nonchalantly while elders and disciples ran about in a panic, no remorse in his eyes, his clothing and skin still bloody from beheading Wen Chao in a room full of guest disciples—Qingheng-jun sighed.

He supposed they should have expected this. Wangji had always been Xiuqin’s boy, after all.

Wangji turned his cold gaze onto Qingheng-jun then.

Yes, Qingheng-jun thought, well familiar with the hatred he saw there. Just like her.

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