Huaisang nods and gives him a happy, fond smile in return, getting just a little blushy and dopey as he gazes so far up into such a handsome face. "Meng Yao spoils me. He has always spoiled me. He--I'll tell you the story."
With the anchor point of the gate, Huaisang does better at navigating through the palace, and it's not difficult to know where he's going when he sticks to the largest main routes.
"Meng Yao's mother was a very beautiful and very talented courtesan of remarkable intelligence, while his father was the leader of this sect. Since his father had ... a fondness for making children and then not keeping track of them, Meng Yao grew up without any wealth or support from his father, and his mother died young. But because he was very intelligent and talented in his own right, and because she taught him to read and write and do mathematics, he was able to take work as a clerk and then improve his station, eventually becoming second in command to my brother. I was a young teenager at the time, and he was with us for some years. He cared for me and protected me, and--like most people--had a tendency to spoil me. I think... I am almost certainly one of his favorite people in the world. You saw how he tolerates me even when I am being difficult. He has always solved my problems for me."
Huaisang's voice is fond but also sad, with a deep loneliness and sorrow beneath the words. He sighs as he finishes up his little story and falls quiet, though he continues walking toward his own rooms.
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With the anchor point of the gate, Huaisang does better at navigating through the palace, and it's not difficult to know where he's going when he sticks to the largest main routes.
"Meng Yao's mother was a very beautiful and very talented courtesan of remarkable intelligence, while his father was the leader of this sect. Since his father had ... a fondness for making children and then not keeping track of them, Meng Yao grew up without any wealth or support from his father, and his mother died young. But because he was very intelligent and talented in his own right, and because she taught him to read and write and do mathematics, he was able to take work as a clerk and then improve his station, eventually becoming second in command to my brother. I was a young teenager at the time, and he was with us for some years. He cared for me and protected me, and--like most people--had a tendency to spoil me. I think... I am almost certainly one of his favorite people in the world. You saw how he tolerates me even when I am being difficult. He has always solved my problems for me."
Huaisang's voice is fond but also sad, with a deep loneliness and sorrow beneath the words. He sighs as he finishes up his little story and falls quiet, though he continues walking toward his own rooms.