Wangxian Prompt/Self-fill Dump

Wei-Lan Sanren to the Rescue! Pt 3

The Lan party remained in Yiling for about two weeks, in that time, Lan-Wei Sanren had managed to get her grandma some much needed treatment, food and warm clothes. She had all the money here Baba had taken from their fallen family members. The coin purse was something her great grand aunt, Jiang Yanli had made her grandma and was very precious to him. She is very careful with it and about the amount she uses. She knows she is being watched by the Seniors and Great grand uncle, who is still trying to recall who had married out and if they had a daughter about her are.

"Tuzi-jie!" She looks up and smiles at her tiny grandma, the smell towm healer having finished wrapping his hands and feet securely to help protect them from further frostbite.

"Thank you, sir." She gives a beatific smile and a perfectly executed bow, pulling a couple of silver teals from her sleeve to pay him.

"This is too much!" He gasps.

"You had limited supplies and yet used them on these humble ones, please accept the compensation." She says sweetly and the man deflates. She was often told by her Baba that she gets her sweetness and charm from her Mama and grandma.

The Wei Charm was impossi le to resist and a supper effective weapon, especially against her grandpa. Not that he ever put up any effort to resist. She shakes off the memories of better, happier times and vows to ensure her family survives.

"Come, YingYing." She says picking him up, still unhappy with how skinny and light he is in her hold. He giggles and cuddles close and she sighs happily. Even tiny, her grandma gave the best hugs! She thanks the healer one last time and steps out. Her fox friend, Pretty Fox, as she teasingly calls him, is waiting patiently for them, his shinng coat lightly speckled in snowflakes. "Let's get some steamed baos and head back to the inn."

"Yay!" Is the excited cheer and she heads to the stall that makes and fsells them fresh. She buys enough for her family to share and even a couple of meat filled ones just for her furry friend and they head back to the inn. She says nothing to her shadow, they have said and done nothing as she went about her way. Today was their last day in Yiling and she would be seeing her home in its former glory soon. She has tried to mentally prepare herself for the culture shock.

Her grandpa had taught her the history of their clan, his face always dark and sour when he spoke of the years between his grandfather and her birth. She could not believe how corrupt and manipulative the clan had grown even if they outwardly had not changed. She knows that one thing she was definitely doing was saving her Grandpa and grand uncle's Muqin. She was an innocent woman left imprisoned and to rot for fhe sins and greed of another. She knows it hurt her grandpa to finally come to terms that his mother's fate had been forced upon her. A husband she had little to no emotional attachment to, two children she was forced to bear and was kept away from, yet she loved her sons dearly anyway.

'Remember, Xiao Tuzi, always stand with justice even when the world aims to destroy you. You live your life free of regrets and always do the impossible.' Her grandma had once said to her before his death.

Shs remembers how he had looked, so pale and skinny, sickly even, but his smile was the brightest, the warmth of his love ever lasting even if it was the last hug she ever got from him. She remembers waking int he middle of the night to her Baba and Mama grabbing her from her bed and fleeing into the night, their home on fire and the discordant, angry twangs of a Guqin and the shrill, broken sounds of a Dizi. It would be a week later that her grandpa would find them, pale and hallowed out, a splintered Chenqing in his fist and bloody tears falling from his eyes.

Her grandma had been killed...

She would make sure that her family survived. She would make those who attacked and destoryed their happiness pay. She would make Jiang Wanyin pay. She felt a wisp of Resentment lazily waft off her shoulder and gasped when her grandma gasps and tells it to hide from the scary gege following them. She gasps in shock. Shs had always been told that her grandma's affinity with Resentment began when he held her grandpa kill the Tortoise of Slaughter. Perhaps that was the first time he semi actively used it, but itseems he's always had an affinity. And the way he spoke to it just now...

"It's Alright, YingYing, no one but us noticed..." She gives him a wink and he giggles into her shoulder the wisp vanishing as she calmed down. She would need to watch how the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation used it over the years both consciously and subconsciously. To have mastered it in three months was an amazing feat, but clearly he needed grounding in it at some point. Much like how they begin young to start forming golden cores.

They arrive at the inn and she smiles seeing her tiny grandpa and grand uncle waiting to greet them at the door with one of the female seniors standing watch over the two heirs. She sets her grandma down and he hurries to them and lets them inspect his bandaged hand and feet beflre he introduces them to Rulan. She blinks and realizes Pretty Fox is Rulan, the fox looking both highly unimpressed and yet extremely proud. They are duly impressed and then she pulls out the baos she bought, passing the two meat filled ones to said fox and passing one each to the children as they head in. She smiles at them eating the large savory pastry and giggles.

Her grandma looked as adorable as a bunny while her uncle and grandpa looked like a pair of chipmonks. She cooed and took her own to nibble on, her own little happy bunny expression matching her grandma's perfectly. When Lan Qiren found them she gave him one too and he reluctantly at the snack because it would not due to turn down freely given food. He listened to her report from the healer and agreed that Wei Ying needed to gain some much needed weight and healthy fat, quickly, but not so much so he becomes I'll or developes an eating disorder. They will be leaving early tomorrow to make it back to the Cloud Recesses and from there they will look for any possible relatives to take in Wei Ying, if not he will be a ward of the Lan Sect. He Will also look into the deaths of his parents, he knew Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren. As much as he gripes about the woman, she was a very powerful Cultivator. The fact that even she died and so suddenly, was rather suspicious and extremely concerning.

If Lan-Wei Sanren smirks into her bao, that is her business, but at least if she starts out draining the hate and anger that many often felt for Granny Ren, then perfect. The lust and jealous will be harder, but she's got more than enough time. Her main focus was helping her grandparents find a much happier beginning....