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Jiejie <3
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The Wen indoctrinations had barely begun and yet Wei Wuxian found himself being dragged to the dungeons already. He had predicted this would happen, perhaps on the second or third day, latest fourth, but first?!
This is what he gets for being optimistic.
He stayed that way as the Wen soldiers manhandled him around, arms around his waist and hands gripping so hard they left fingerprints on his upper arms, "You prepared a suite for me!" Wei Ying cheered as they neared his cell, seemingly a large room with hay covering the ground. Perhaps from a haybale bed, "Nice! Ah- thank you for your generosity Wen-Gongzi!"
Wen Chao laughed, apparently tightly amused by his antics rather than enraged like he usually is. The reaction sent a shiver down Wei Ying's spine as he felt his smile falter a little once they reached the door, "Wei Wuxian Wei Wuxian... I hope you enjoy your stay..." He cackled, opening the door and throwing Wei Ying inside like a sack of potatoes.
He tumbled to the floor like one too, tripping over his chained feet, the shackles clanged together as he crashed to the ground with a soft groan, "Ugh..." Wei Ying coughed, struggling to his knees he turned left to face the door, "You get three stars... because I'm generous but I must say this is a terrible way to treat guests..."
Once again, Wen Chao laughed and shook his head, peeking in from palm's width of space left between the door and the doorframe, "I expect that number to go down... down down..." He grinned, throwing his head back with a crazed laugh as he turned his gaze to something behind Wei Ying.
Wei Ying frowned, chained and beaten with a whip all the way down the stairs, moving was not the easy task he usually found it to be, but he managed to wiggle around on his knees anyway.
The second he did, his heart plummeted to the darkest depths of his stomach, sending waves of panic through his veins from head to toe as the eyes of a starved beast glowered down at him.
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Jiang Cheng had been pacing for so long if he looked down, perhaps there'd be sunken footprints. Step after step after step crushing worry oozed from his skin like sweat, it had been hours since Wei Wuxian was taken. The sky had mellowed from a vibrant baby blue, its most energetic colour to a calmer hue of orange and pink, blending into a pleasant gradient.
Maybe, in the midst of this chaos, Jiang Cheng would enjoy the view if it weren't for the fact that not only was he far from home in enemy territory, but his brother had been taken to the dungeons.
The only solace he could come up with was that Wen Chao had come back quite quickly, so at least he hadn't stayed and tortured his brother; but that didn't make the coil of worry twisting his gut fade. If anything, it made it worse. Wen Chao is not the type to just drag someone to the dungeons and then leave them there for a single night of sleeping on a cold floor. No, that is too merciful even for the Jiang Clan who doesn't believe in physical punishment. Well, most. Jiang Cheng is aware his mother likes to draw her whip, he vividly remembers her using it on Wei Ying once or twice when they were small children, but that stopped years ago.
