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From Jiang Wanyin
Sect Leader Jiang
To Zewu Jun,
I am sure that receiving this letter from me must be a surprise. Especially once you start to read my fucked up almost incorrigible sprawl. When Jin Ling was a child, he would compare my handwriting to overgrown loopy grass that grew wildly, unchecked for too long. I remember staring at him in confusion, not really knowing if it was a compliment or an insult. What do you think?
Anyway, that is not why I decided to write this letter to your perfect fucking self. Is my cursing offending your delicate eyes too badly? I am not trying to be mean to be honest, I just no longer have enough sense in my brain to translate my fucked up thoughts into polite speech.
Also,I may be a few jars down. They are strewn around me, and they are empty. So I'm assuming that the contents of these empty jars are currently pumping in my blood making my head go weird and handwriting go more loopy than usual. I usually have pretty nice handwriting. They look like overgrown unchecked wild grass but it's pretty. Jie jie used to say it's pretty but she was my Jie jie so she might have lied to keep my feelings.
Do you do that too? Did you ever lie to your stone faced brother to keep his feelings? Does he even have feelings? He probably does, I suppose. He's in love with Lotus Pier’s biggest headaches in the history of headaches. That's a feeling. But you might not have lied, it's against your Sect rules.
And I have still not written what I actually wanted to write. Forgive me, I have never written a letter while being absolutely fucking wasted. You won't know what that feels like. Consuming alcohol is against your rules too. I'm probably offending you greatly by writing to you drunk, and by using so many fucks.
But then again, you were best friends with Nei Mingjue and he had a fouler mouth than me. I have a strange feeling that I'm going to be writing a huge ass apology letter soon but writing now, the idea is kinda funny.
But stop! I'm finally talking about what I wanted to talk about.
It's not your fault.
I know you are in seclusion. I don't know you too well, we were never close but you have always been nice to me. Then again you are nice to everyone but that's not the point right now.
Point is, it's not your fault. It's NOT your fault.
You are a good man. You saw the best in everyone, even in that incestuous fucker who I shared my precious nephew with for a decade and a half (I feel like I may have offended you again). You are too good, Zewu-jun. Your goodness is not your weakness. You are not responsible for Nei Mingjue’s death, and you are not responsible for Jin Gungyao’s disgusting actions.
I know what it's like to be betrayed by my brother. I know how much it hurts to be lied to and to be continuously deceived by someone I loved and trusted with the entirety of my bitter fucked up soul. I handled it by exploding, by becoming volatile and unpredictable and dangerous. You are better than that.
I know the chances of you going murderous and violent are pretty low. But from however little I know of you, the chances of you being depressed seem pretty high. I just wanted to let you know it's not your fault. I'm sure you've heard this already, many times, by many people. You still have family around you so you are lucky. You are probably not even going to take me seriously. It's just that, no one ever said anything kind to me when I was hurting. Everyone thinks I'm a monster and I'm too used to it.
I think I'm not making much sense anymore. Just…..not your fault. Okay? Get that through your perfect pretty head. It will probably take some time but just get it into your head so that you can come out of seclusion. I miss seeing you in cultivation meetings and conferences. You are the only one who ever smiles at me. It's probably the same smile you give everyone else but still. Whatever.
Just…. get it through your pretty head.
And also, your uncle might be a bigger grouch than I am. I don't like sending official Sect letters to him so come out of seclusion so I can send my letters to you.
If you have survived reading this letter so far without burning it to wisp with your spiritual energy, I encourage you to burn it now. You are too nice though, so I am pretty sure you will not use my drunken babble to blackmail me.
Anyway, I think I am about to pass out now. And my vision is really fucking blurry. Also, did you know owls are fucking creepy. There's one sitting outside my window glaring at me but now that I'm writing a letter to you, it's only blinking at me with its gigantic black eyes.
And…..
(Jiang Cheng passed out, his incomplete letter on his table. The owl flew into the room, stared at Jiang Cheng unblinkingly for a few seconds before haphazardly folding the letter. Taking the half crumpled half folded paper in its beak, the owl flew out the open window. It kept flying and did not descend from the night sky until the Hanshi came into sight).
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From Jiang Wanyin
Sect Leader of Jiang clan
Lotus Pier, Yunmeng
Zewu-jun
To Sect Leader of Lan clan
Cloud Recesses, Gusu
Sect Leader Lan, I hope this letter finds you in good health. I have heard of your seclusion and I wish you well. You must forgive me, but this one is too agitated at heart to continue with further pleasantries. It appears that under the influence of alcohol, this Sect Leader has foolishly sent Zewu-jun a highly unprofessional, inappropriate letter containing offensive terms.
This Leader begs Zewu-jun for his forgiveness and requests him to burn that piece of paper and to not take the contents of it to heart. I must admit that I no longer remember what I had written that unfortunate night. Which leaves me no choice but to assume the worst, being well versed with my own character and disposition. I request you to not let the contents of an insignificant letter stress the bonds of our Sects. The Jiang Sect and the Lan Sect have maintained a peaceful relationship for many years now. I hope my impulsive letter has not disturbed that.
I hope you feel well enough to rejoin the world soon. And I apologise once again to bother you during your seclusion not one but twice.
Yours sincerely,
Jiang Wanyin