Come Back To Gusu. Please

Betrayed By All

You haven't seen Wei Ying in so long, you wonder where he's at. Is he fine?

Something that you did hear was that Yunmeng had its fall, the Wens attacked Yunmeng. And.. every disciple seen of Yunmeng, every villager seen, died there. You've felt nothing but sorrow, anxiety, stress. You hope the clans are going okay, even after your home was burned down, you still felt worry for your clan, and the other clans that are hopefully not destroyed by the Wens

In your peace, you sit by the lake with a Lan disciple by your side, lucky, your Ruan, (I/N) was still in tact, and you got your time to play it. Instead of using the pick you've always used with the instrument, you strum your fingers on the strings, calming music blissfully leaving the instrument, and echoing in the far sky of clouds and blue.

Your head is still stuck on that one lullaby.. that Lan Zhan played, and you think it's a good idea to give it a go. Recollecting your memory on it, you strum the four strings again, time at a time, humming along with (I/N). The feeling was great, until..

"Gah!"

You swipe your head around, in that fleeting moment, you find the Lan disciple on the floor, injured. Or dead. And your vision instantly goes pitch black. Completely knocked out

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All you remember was being thrown into a dungeon, hard.

You rub your head, looking around the place with dull eyes. You attempt to sit up, but instantly fall down. It almost felt like your legs were completely broken, or- damn you don't know!

"Oh, it looks like they're finally awake..!" A mean, and loud voice chuckles and echos throughout the large and dirty and stinky dungeon, it's Wen Chao. You frown, gritting your teeth with hate, "So silly.."
"Silly? Is that all you have to say? What will the whole sect think about you, Lan C/N, weak? Worthless."

"You're pathetic." You try to move, but you spit out blood immediately, and on your ankle, was a red Wen mark, "You...!" "Ah, ah, ah, don't move too much, or this thing will shock you!" His mock and absolute stupidity annoys you, "Wait until-!"
"Until Lan Zhan arrives? Oh, you're so funny, he's better off without you. But until Wei Wuxian comes? Nah, he's already dead."

You blink, eyes widening, "What!-" "Well well well, that got a huge reaction out of you! We- no.. I pushed him down the Burial Mounds! He should be dead, no- silly me, he is dead." Tears prick your eyes, but you swallow the bad feeling down your throat, tasting the metallic taste of your own blood, staring down at the small puddle with dread

"You.." You don't care about the pain anymore, charging at the cell's bars, throwing up a large amount of blood. Energy surges in your palm, but it barely misses Wen Chao, before Wen Zhuliu charges in, grabbing your wrist hard enough to break a bone

"Hmph, let's go and leave this loser be." Wen Chao rolls his eyes, annoyed, but he walks away, along with Wen Zhuliu, and his mistress who devilishly laughs, to mock and shame you

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Now with your broken arm, and mark on your ankle that prevented you from any harsh movements, you're almost losing hope. Wei Ying's dead, and Lan Zhan.. was that true? You're his friend, and he never lies before. Well, the nuisance part to Wei Ying was a lie.. but will he come to save you, does he even know that you were taken away

The Wens were nice enough to bring you food to eat, but the rice always looked spoiled, and the meals they cook looked absolutely disgusting. As if they're doing this on purpose. They definitely are...!
You sigh, lying your head back on the wall, the food that was left stunk up the cellar, and you honestly gag at it. The way flies and maggots already swarm the uneaten meals that those stupid Wen dogs left for you. You'd rather go hungry and die from starvation than eat these disgusting things, you don't think they should be considered as food anymore!

Immediately, you hear a loud sound of a flute, high and quick notes being played by the lips and fingers of somebody. At first, you just thought it could be a Wen, just playing around and being annoying. Until you gotten more curious and confused, there can be screaming heard. And it sounds like the Wens could be fighting, you absolutely don't know. How long have you been trapped in here??

With slow and steady motions, you stand up, staring out the cellar's window, but you don't see anything. Nobody, but just blood. What the hell is going on, if it were the Wens, they wouldn't be fighting each other to the point of making one another bleed heavily

You slowly sit down again, leaning against the stone wall, and let out a large sigh. This was absolute hell, this place was dirty, and smelled of rotting flesh or anything of that matter, and you can't even get a good sleep because there's no damn bed for you! Well, the mattress is just a piece of cloth, ripped and dirtied by grime and dirt. You're wounded and dirty too, but you were too exhausted and pained to think about it

You close your eyes, almost thinking of giving up, until warm arms embrace you. Dark black hair and red ribbons cover your view, but your head rests on a firm, gray shoulder. Your own arms slowly raise, but falter. Until realizing who this person, woman, or man is. You embrace the figure with shivering arms

"A-Ying?!"

The man before you was none other than Wei Ying, shockingly, he's alive. But.. different, definitely paler, his hair is down, and he's wearing different and pale robes. "A-Ying?" you pull back a little, afraid of what the shock mark on your ankle could do, "A-Ying, you're.."

"Of course I'm alive." You shiver slightly at his voice, it was much more colder and more scary, but that didn't matter. You have so many questions to ask him, "Did they- did Wen Chao push you in the Burial Mounds??" Wei Ying's pale blue eyes stared back at your slightly malnourished and fatigue figure, he doesn't answer your question, his pale fingers combing through your hair, "The Wens did this to you...?" Wei Ying's eyes darken, a red shade flashing like lightning in his pale blue eyes

"Aren't the Wens going too-" You talk and move too fast, and the shock hurts you, vomiting even more blood, splashing a little on Wei Ying's sleeve, "Don't be so stubborn." He coldly says, but you can see the hurt and softness in his eyes, "I'll slaughter each and every Wen who hurts you and the others."
You are genuinely surprised, he's never said anything like that before. Something so cruel and twisted

He lifts your pant leg up, glaring at the mark that was placed on your skin, "So they did.." He hums, before placing his hand on your ankle, a dark, spiritual energy flows around his hand, and the mark is completely gone, like it was nothing, "A-Ying.." You start, but he shuts you up, "Less talking. Get rest." He picks you up on his back, leaving the cellar with you

"Is your Golden Core still in tact?..." He darkly asks, "I was sure Wen Zhuliu might have destroyed it," You shake your head in response, "No.. But Wen Chao said that... he threw you in the Burial Mounds, is that true?" That question makes Wei Ying completely silent, he doesn't say anything, "He thought you were dead." You add in, sighing at his silent treatment

Yet Wei Ying doesn't bother to answer your question, just walking around the bloodied area of Wen mangled corpses and debris, "A-Ying, you did this?" You ask another question each time, confused and curious too. He frowns, fixing his posture to keep carrying you, "I'm doing this for a reason..." You sigh, lazily and tiredly nuzzling your head into the back of his neck, "A-Ying... I understand, but-" You stop for a moment, watching his Adam's apple bob as he silently swallows, "Of course you'd say that," Instead, he retorts, much to your displeasure

"A-Ying..." You don't dare to say anything else after that. He's acting too cold. Selfless, and very stubborn, "Lan Zhan doesn't hate you." You mutter, but you were too quiet to be heard, even if your face was right next to his ear, your sounds muffled by his shoulder.