Wangxian Prompt/Self-fill Dump

What I've Done Pt 2

Yu Ziyuan spent the better part of a month playing nursemaid, Sect Leader and Madam, she was exhausted but she found it a point of pride. Her son was her little shadow, watching her every move, seeing how she gentled herself to not frighten the skittish, if ever so friendly Wei Ying. Yanli spent much time in the kitchens making brotha and soupy rice to help him gain an appetite as well as some weight. Her husband had not come home yet and it was irritating her something fierce. She had run drills, though unlike in her past life, she pointed out the weaknesses in a more calm manner, still firm and unyielding, but backed with praise for what they improved in, or where she had seen strength.

Jiang Cheng sat with his new friend and read from his lessons to him, sometimes he would sit on the bed with him and help him learn the characters so he could read with him. Yinzhu and Jinzhu were certain by the end of the week there would be three sick children to tend to as even Yanli hovered close by. The frostbites were covered in thick medicinal creams and bandaged warmly, but snugly so they would heal faster and he would not lose his fingers or feet. He was bathed carefully, his hair had to cut off because it was too ratted and matted to dare get a comb through. Yu Ziyuan purchased hair stimulants to rub into his head to help his hair grow back faster, but healthier.

She wealth with issues in and around Yunmeng between all of this and was back to playing nursemaid before she too collapsed into bed, bone weary. Between the three Meishan Women, they ran Lotus Pier, kept the disciples in shape and improving, kept the peace and minded the three children. By the end of the month Wei Ying was showing signs of gaining weight and the cold lessening with the added weight and good fat. He was steadily given more solid foods, though in the form of mashes like mashed potatoes, carrots and sweet peppers.

Her children had indeed fallen ill, but recovered faster and were back to tending to Wei Ying.

"Ying'er, let me change your bandages." She says coming in after a day of court. She needed to oddly calming and centering task of examining the slowly healing appendages. She checked them for signs of rot, lesions and feeling. The disturbing bluish, near black in come spots, discoloration was steadily changing back to pink healthy flesh. She rubbed the medicing on, making cure every inch was covered and then began to bind them up. She hummed a lullaby common in Yunmeng called Rain in Jiang. It was a lovely and calming song and it helped Ying'er calm down and settle in.

"Auntie..." He shyly calls out.

"Hmm?" She looks up at him looking shy and a bit despondent.

"Mama and Baba left Ying'er all lone... Was Ying'er naughty?" He winders sadly.

"No, Ying'er was not naughty at all. Your Mama and Baba wanted to protect Ying'er and all the nice people, but they could not make it back and must now watch over your from the moon with Chang's and her bunnies." She says softly pointing at the moon where the shadow of Jade the Rabbit was shining brightly.

"Ying'er like bunnies..." He admits shyly and she chuckles because he had adored bunnies in the other life, had gifted a pair to his Jades and was gifted hos own bunny whom he loved and adored. She wondered if he would get his Little Radish again. She had ached to hold the adorable child, but had been dead and could only hover near his crib at night, sinfing Yunmeng and Meishan lullabies so he would not wake his exhausted mother. She certainly hoped so. She wojld love to hold her grandchild and sing to him, to press kisses to his little button nose. She wanted to hold a'Ling as well. Spoil them both with treats and presents!

"Never doubt that You are loved, Ying'er by your Shijie and Didi, by your aunties Yinzhu and Jinzhu and me..." She assures him. "We will love you more than enough for your Baba and Mama and they will guide you through spirit. You muzt be good and kind, always help others and no matter what anyone says, do what you believe is right and apologize to no one." She tells him firmly.

"Yes, auntie..." He yawns sleepily and she kisses his temple as she tucks him warmly into bed. She turns to see her son and daighter and ushers them into climb carefully on the bed and tucks them in as well, reminding them to be careful of his injuries before she kisses them good night and slides the door closed, leaving only a crack so the torches in the hall could send a bit of light into the room. A'Cheng would never admit it but he was still afraid to sleep in the dark yet.

She heads to her rooms and like many times this month, she barely gets into her night robes before she is falling half asleep into bed. She hardly stirs as Yinzhu carefully places her properly i to bed and tucks her in. Jinzhu cleaning up the mess and both sisters going to their room, but leaving the door cracked to hear if their madam or the children need them...

Jiang Fengmian finally comes home about another month later looking defeated, but is shocked when he sees not only his son and daughter at the dining table but a child who looked like a mini Wei Changze, minus the silver eyes of his mother, her smile and laugh. The child he had been searching for was here!? But how!?

"Where have You been, husband!?" Madam Yu hisses softly, careful to keep the tension from the children. "I had been running the place and minding the children for 2 months! 2, Fengmian!" She growls lowly.

"You found him!? Where, how!?" He gasps, ignoring everything else. "Is it really him? Is it really Wei Ying?" He asks.

Madam Yu does not lile the look of longing on his face. She hated it last time too, but there was a wrongness to it that set her metaphorical hackles on edge. If she were the fierce tigress she often portayed to others. Her fangs would be bared ina deadly snarl of warning, her tail lashing with aggressive protectiveness and her back arched as she prepared to pounce.

"Never You mind that! You just up and left eith no warning and now you return! Answer me!" She hisses softly, still mindful to keep the tension to a minimum. She never did that last time and left the tension out and fester. It certainly leant credit to the rumors of Wei Ying being Fengmian's bastard and favored child. But had there always been this wrongness about his affections? She wonders, shielding the children as best she could as they chatter and giggle around a simple vegetable and chicken stir fry lunch. Her maids keeping a more closer watch as they sense their lady's unease.

"I looled for a'Ze and his wife, but could not find anything but his crushed clarity bell and this broken shaft of a'Ren's flute--" he startles when she snatches them from him, a scowl on her face. "My lady--"

"Then you should have found Ying'er in Yiling!" She snaps. "They were not far from there! Yinzhu." She calls and the younger twin quickly walks up and accpet the items. "Have the Bell restored and tell the bell smith to add charms of resonance and harmony. As for the flute, send it to Gusu and request they repair it if not use it to make a new flute for Ying'er." She orders and spins on heel. "As for you, husband, you are filthy, go make yourself presentable and then get to work on the backlog of paper work!" She snaps finally, alerting the children to his presence and his son and daughter get up to greet him but he ignores them to approach Wei Ying.

Madam Yu nearly spits fire, it seems history is doomed to repeat, but Ying'er shies away from him, looking nervous. She quickly calls two disciples to haul her husband to the baths and once he is gone she seems to relax and she assures her children that their father did not mean to ignore them (she will certainly give him he'll for that) and asked Wei Ying if he was alright.

"..... Scary...." Is all he says and is now subdue during lunch, which he barely touches. This worries her greatly. Did she miss something last time?