Chapter 213: Xianxian obeys his father's wishes and acts like a spoiled child to ask for forgiveness
In the bedroom of Yunshen Pavilion, Sizhui buried himself in the quilt, his shoulders shaking as he cried, and he didn't even bother to touch the osmanthus cake that Lin Yan handed to him.
Wei WuXian pushed open the door and saw this. His heart instantly tightened. He sat down beside him on the bed and gently patted his back, "Zhui'er, don't cry. Grandpa is just angry. He'll be fine in a couple of days."
"But...grandfather said he doesn't want to see me anymore..." Sizhui's voice came out from under the quilt, muffled and full of grievance.
Wei WuXian sighed and helped him pull the quilt down, revealing his red eyes. “That was just your grandfather trying to scare you. He loves you so much. Just copy the forbidden rules and I’ll go and plead for you, okay?”
After comforting Sizhui, Wei Wuxian turned and headed back to the Golden Palace. Along the way, he kept thinking to himself—back in the mortal realm, he'd always felt protected by Lan Wangji, fearless even if the sky fell; now in the heavenly realm, with Jun Wu as his father, he'd even less cared about the rules. But seeing Sizhui crying like that, and thinking of Jun Wu's gloomy face, he suddenly felt like he'd never truly grown up, always causing his father trouble.
The Golden Palace was silent. Jun Wu stood at the window, his back to the palace door, gazing at the distant galaxy. Wei Wuxian approached with light steps, rarely making a fuss like usual. He simply whispered, "Dad."
Jun Wu didn't turn around, but just said "hmm", with a hint of alienation in his tone.
Wei WuXian scratched his head, walked over to him, and tugged on his sleeve like he did when they were little. His voice softened, "Dad, are you still mad at Zhui'er? That kid didn't do it on purpose. He just wanted to make a talisman for Lin Yan, and got into trouble because he was confused for a moment."
"A moment of confusion?" Jun Wu finally turned around and looked at him, his eyes filled with a complex expression. "When you were little, you always said you were 'a moment of confusion' and sneaked out of the heavens to play in the mortal world. You took apart the immortal officials' magical instruments and couldn't put them back together. Every time, I had to help you clean up the mess."
Wei WuXian's cheeks instantly turned red, and he scratched his head and chuckled, "That was so many years ago, Dad, you still remember it."
"How could I not remember?" Jun Wu sighed, his tone softening. "I'm not blaming Zhui'er for being kind, I'm just worried that he'll lose his sense of awe because of the love he's received. What kind of place is the Demon Suppression Tower? The demonic energy inside has even grown immortal generals wary of it. If something were to happen to a child just learning immortal arts, we'd both regret it."
Wei Wuxian nodded, feeling even more upset. "Dad, I know I was wrong. I always thought I had nothing to fear with you around, and I didn't teach Zhui'er the proper manners. I'll keep a closer eye on him from now on and never let him get into trouble again."
Seeing his son's rare serious expression, Jun Wu's expression finally softened. Wei Wuxian, seeing a play, immediately leaned forward, gently shaking his arm and coquettishly saying, "Dad, look at how Zhui'er is crying. You've made him do the grounding and copying the rules. Why don't you just stop ignoring him? He'll definitely feel worse if he doesn't see you for a few days."
Jun Wu was so shaken by him that he lost his temper and glared at him helplessly: "You are the only one who knows how to act like a spoiled child."
“After all, you’re my dad.” Wei Wuxian smiled, his eyes curved. “So you agree? I’ll have Zhui’er give you a small wooden sculpture he carved. He recently carved a crane, exactly like the one in your imperial garden!”
Jun Wu said nothing, but pulled a small jade pendant from his sleeve. The word "peace" was engraved on it, and it lingered with a faint magical power of protection. He handed it to Wei Wuxian, "Give this to him after he finishes copying the prohibitions the first time. Tell him I don't really blame him, I just hope he can be safe."
Wei WuXian took the jade pendant, feeling warm inside, and nodded vigorously, "I understand, Dad! I'll definitely tell him exactly what I said!"
As he walked out of the Golden Palace, the evening breeze carried the fragrance of flowers from the Imperial Garden. Wei Wuxian touched the jade pendant in his arms and suddenly felt that growing up did not mean stopping being a spoiled child, but rather understanding his father's concern and learning to take responsibility for the people around him.
Back at Yunshen Pavilion, he handed the jade pendant to Sizhui and repeated Jun Wu's words to him word for word. Sizhui held the jade pendant in his arms, tears streaming down his face again, but they were no longer tears of grievance, but tears of relief. He clutched the jade pendant, looked up at Wei Wuxian, and said, "Daddy, I will copy the forbidden rules carefully and never get into trouble again."
Wei WuXian ruffled his hair and nodded with a smile: "Okay, Daddy believes in you."
The moonlight outside the window was gentle, and the light in the bedroom was a warm yellow. Sizhui knew that his grandfather's love had never diminished, just like the protection of his father and the companionship of his brother Lin, always there. And he also needed to slowly learn to be sensible and stop worrying those who loved him.
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