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Four Seasons Manor (四季山庄): Set Layout!
If you’ve been following my descent into madness my research progress for my next set design project, you’ll know that it immediately became impossible for me to work out the layout of Siji Manor from screenshot studies of the show alone.
To backtrack to about a year ago: it quickly became clear that the exterior shots of the manor’s first courtyard and the birdseye view we see in episode 24 is not located in the same set, or possibly even film base, as the “interior set”. Unfortunately, that secondary set is where many of the indoor scenes take place (with significant rooms, such as Wen Kexing’s bedroom being redressed to be used for other scenes in the show), and is where the secondary courtyard is located. I soon realised that I had to do three things in order to create a Four Seasons Manor for my project that feels as authentic as possible to the one we are presented with in the show.
First, find the full film base on Google Earth (which has the most up-to-date satalite imagery I can find); second, identify all the buildings to create a “complete” Manor and confirm the secondary set isn’t just another part of the first; and third, find the secondary set in order to correctly map its layout and marry it with the birdseye view.
Friends, I have achieved two of those three things.
The second set still evades me. But so far, I have finally managed to correctly and completely identify the film base that is presented to us as Four Seasons Manor:
(Full research breakdown under the cut.)
This is one of two full manor sets on Hengdian World Studio’s No.1 Mountain in the ‘Spring and Autumn Tang Park’ filmbase. In anticipation for the birdseye plan in my set design project, I’ve gone ahead and mapped it out faithfully to the satalite image:
As you can see, there's five distinct areas that make up this manor: three courtyards (labelled 1,2,4) and two gardens (3,5). The first courtyard will be familiar to everyone who has watched Word of Honor:
It is the main courtyard of Four Seasons Manor. Likewise, the fifth area will also be familiar to you all, although you may not realise it yet. It's Sanbai Manor:*
*With the exception of the main gate. The main gate of Sanbai Manor is actually from another set in the Spring and Autumn Park filmbase - the Tang Palace. There is fantastic drone footage of that set here. The Sanbai Manor gate is at the rear of the set, but you may recognise the opening shot of this clip as another place we see in the very first episode of WOH 🤫 Edit: I forgot I had a second douyin clip for the Tang Palace set.
These are the main two areas used in WOH of this set. Confirmation of the rest of the set comes from drama New Life Begins and various douyin videos and tourist photos on the internet. I won't bore you with a breakdown because Tumblr has eaten too many drafts of this post and I am Tired, but here is a snapshot of my confirmation process:
Find the difference between these two pictures
Edit: On rewatch, I can confirm that are 4 is also used in WOH. We see it in the very first scene of episode 1, dressed as the Military Governer Li’s Manor:
Here is a daylight photograph (source here) of that same building:
You may be wondering though, about the alternate layout I have detailed in my map:
Friends, this is where I would like to hear your ideas.
After scouring many clips and photographs trying to confirm whether these photos are part of this same set or a later development, I've found that since the satalite picture of this site was taken by Google Earth in 2020, corresponding to what we see in WOH, Hengdian has remodeled this part of the set. You can see a wonderful walkthrough of areas 4 and 5 here, in which you can see the remodelled layout:
This douyin video was the last confirmation I needed to place the photographs from the article. This photograph in particular feels very much like Siji Manor to me, and so I will be trying to include this remodelled layout in my project design:
But.
Despite not having located the secondary set yet, I have been thinking over which area would be best to remodel myself, to try and incoporate the kitchen space and the two rooms it sits between, which I have confirmed to be WKX and ZZS's rooms:
Reminder of that early process here.
There are two options that I see right now:
1) I use area 4 as this second courtyard. I remove the gate, make the main room ZZS's room, remove the side halls, drop in a kitchen, put WKX's room where the gate was. Chengling's training dummies then get dropped whereabouts the hexagonal pavillion is in the alternate layout, and I tweak a random building here or there:
However, somewhat crucially - the view from WKX's moon widow would be blocked by the big building that is the centerpiece of area 5. I don't like that. Past the first courtyard, there's a certain sprawl and lack of uniformity to Siji Manor created in part by this CGI shot. I think that's why the above photo appealed so much to me.
So, 2) I remodel area 3. It's pretty sparse. I was thinking of making courtyard #2's main hall into a private study or meeting room, with the sidehalls being ZZS's "medicine room" and the "first night room" - the Cold River Room, as @minnarr called it in their stellar sleuthing post (I hope you don't mind that I'm using the name? And may continue to use it? Also, I'm still searching for this set and your sleuthing is going to be so much help.) - they could later become Chengling's room (and Han Ying's. For hanwenzhou headcanon rights).
Area 4 could then be used as a training courtyard and lecture hall perhaps? Meanwhile area 3 can be completely redone, to have ZZS's room at the bottom facing north, WKX's facing south:
The "training area" is then still technically past a covered walkway to the left of their courtyard. The spirit remains. However, crucially: The dotted line between areas 3 and 4 is indicative of a drop in elevation. The whole set is on a slope, with areas 1,2 and 3 at a higher elevation to 4 and 5. So. If the moon window in WKX's room did face west across the garden and down the mountain, it would actually be true to the CGI we see out of his window in the show: Especially because you see part of a roof. That could totally be the roof of the building that sits against the dotted line.
But additionally, there's also this alternate orientation:
It makes the kitchen feel more tucked away, and the additional screened walkway would give ZZS and WKX their privacy. But the view from the moon window would be blocked, and there's no reason to not have the rooms central to the courtyard the way they are here.
...Does any of that make sense? I bypassed Normal about this show a solid year ago. I'm leaning towards option 2 right now, but I will continue my hunt through cdrama for this other set. What's irritating is that I can see its style in lots of other places, including Lotus Pier, and I just can't find the real world setting for it...
ANYWAY, as always, thank you for joining me on my research adventures. Supporting me through ko-fi, and checking out my previous CQL projects here and on inprnt, would be greatly appreciated.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three
#nikkidraws#nikkispeaks#my neurodivergance is showing#but more importantly#also my epic sleuthing skills#true to form i will now yeet this post from me because my brain is DONE with it#woh set design#set design saga#word of honor#four seasons manor#siji manor#wenzhou#my hanwenzhou agenda#shan he ling#hengdian world studios#spring and autumn tang park#spring and autumn tang garden
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just a quickndirty sketchlet, bc i was feeling poorly all day but i kept thinking about that hanwenzhou idea of han ying drawing portraits of his beloved zhuangzhu, much to wkx's delight and zzs's mortification lmao 🤣 with any luck i'll be feeling better after some rest, then i can be back on my shit muahaha >:D
#hanwenzhou#my hanwenzhou agenda#han ying#wen kexing#zhou zishu#woh#shl#woh fanart#shl fanart#山河令#birb draws#is this an art blog?#no it's a sketch blog apparently lmao#embarrassed zzs is hilarious#no idk what is up with their hair#why doesn't ying'er have a shirt??#idk i have a vague memory of my fellow hanwenzhou fans talking about hy being shirtless#this is probably not what they meant :'D
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tried to draw ying'er doin his lil 'zhuangzhu 🥺' pining face from memory, even tho my short term memory is uh *checks the notes i wrote on my hand* *they are smudged with chocolate* um... nvm ;A;
#birb still draws#ying'errrrrrr how he PINES#han ying#hanzhou#implied hanzhou i guess??#really need to get back on my hanwenzhou agenda#ive just been all over the place lately lol#anyway its ying'er#woh#shl#is this still an art blog?#its a doodleblog at least!!!
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Happy mid-autumn festival! Some fluff in the spirit of the day.
#shl#woh fic#hanzhou#more of my han ying + jiuxiao friendship agenda#and my little shit jiuxiao agenda#and tender feelings for all#hanwenzhou but not really
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i am apparently part of the hanwenzhou pipeline now, and honestly this is my proudest moment yet....
maybe im even gonna finish that promised prequel to Rags and Romance sometime next month lmao
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I know we think about Han Ying a lot but do we think enough about Han Ying?? About Han-tongling?? Do we think about how he absolutely ordered the hit on the thief Fang Buzhi - but did he order it before or after he met Zhou Zhishu again? Was it an order to pursue leads of the Glazed Armor at all costs, or because he wanted to pursue a lead for ZZS with a casual disregard for the lives of people with “grey” morality which I will table for my feral HY agenda? Or both, and HY’s loyalties were conflicted? (A tasty option.)
Or was it perhaps even because - allowing fandom territory rites - HY decided to investigate the man following his Lord, his zhuangzhu, and found WKX had a piece of the Glazed Armor in plain sight that was conveniently stolen? I think HY, taught by ZZS, would be extremely cautious about every variable that crosses his path. I also think they all, WKX included, have that in common.
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My fellow Han Ying lovers: Why have I not seen any buff Han Ying appreciation? We’ve all seen those pictures of Wang Rong, I know we all have.
So why are we are sleeping on strong Han Ying headcanons?! Here’s some thoughts for you:
Han Ying lifting the equipment for the Siji manor disciples and not batting an eye. Han Ying decimating a training post in the courtyard with a volley of punches that leaves Chengling staring at him, wide-eyed.
Wen Kexing absolutely taking notice of this. Zhou Zishu absolutely noticing Lao Wen absolutely noticing this.
Kexing unable to stop watching Han Ying, as Zishu challenges his star pupil to a spar.
Han Ying slipping into a starting stance, centre of gravity low and posture as solid as a mountain.
Zishu unable to stop himself skidding a little through the dirt, phantom cough on his lips as Han Ying lands a punch to his diaphram.
The surprised, smug smirk on Han Ying’s lips.
Han Ying, tipped off by his Zhuangzhu, going to confront Kexing about his new fixation. Crowding him into the stovetop with his broad shoulders and unassuming politeness. And then just- freaking lifting him. Kexing’s arms and legs wrapping around Han Ying with a scandalised yelp, as Han Ying locks his nondominant wrist in a tight fist under his shixiong’s ass, to keep him easily balanced on his waist.
#this is a very late night rambling#just- strong han ying okay#join me on this#han ying#hanwenzhou#my hanwenzhou agenda#nikkiwrites#tumblr drabble#wen kexing#zhou zishu#hanwen#listen he's a bottom but he's all top about it when he needs to#maybe- just maybe- he could.....top wkx
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But now I’m thinking about how good Han Ying is at being Han-tongling, at being loyal and dependable and self-sacrifical Ying’er, and how hard it is for him to transition to a life post-canon where he is alive and is regaining much of his health (though perhaps he will never be as able as he once was), and has nothing else on his plate except to rest and regain his strength and adjust to life as the da-shixiong of Siji Manor’s sixth generation.
Han Ying... doesn’t really remember how to be just a martial brother to anyone. His position as tongling was different. Tian Chuang was different. Everyone in Jin-wang’s court couched threats in four layers of pleasantries and protected themselves by casual affiliation to a third or fourth party. Figuring out those who would remain loyal to Zhou-shouling, under the watchful eye of Duan Pengju and Jin-wang, was a life-threatening endeavour.
I think Han Ying spends the first few weeks of his recovery struggling to come to terms with everything. I think he finds some comfort in the surrender to his injuries - it takes away his ability to do anything. It renders him helpless and reliant on others in a way that he would struggle to do otherwise. But as he grows stronger, he grows restless. Anxious. He is now in charge of a sect he has no lineal affiliation to, nor prior history with, waiting on Spring to reach the mountaintops so that he might know if his zhuangzhu - their zhuangzhu, their shifu and shishu are still alive.
And they are alive. They are, and Han Ying is overjoyed! He’s overjoyed.. but now there is nothing else worrisome to occupy him. And he starts to overthink, and grow paranoid. His brain creates threats and machinations where they may not be any at all, and it slowly becomes clear to both Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu that Han Ying is quietly buckling under the sudden experience of safety after nearly a decade of constant pressure and hypervigilance.
#it's a ying'er day#it's a ying'er WHUMP day#han ying#my hanwenzhou agenda#hanwenzhou#everyone lives au
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Feral Han Ying prompts GO
I have just been SEIZED by the thought of Wen Kexing reacting to a bloodied Han Ying returning home
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I can’t stop thinking about a scene in which Wen Kexing unfastens Han Ying’s scuffed, bloodied bracers after he sneaks back into to Siji Manor, shaking off his Duan Pengju’s tail and slipping quietly into their (his master’s and Wen-shixiong’s) private courtyard.
“Wen-xiong,” Han Ying protests hurriedly, still reaching for the laces himself, “You don’t have to-”
But his protests have always fallen upon deaf ears, and tonight is no different as Han Ying is left to squirm self-consciously under Wen Kexing’s scrutiny. The older man strips the layers of Tian Chuang from his body with careful hands.
The sharp inhale of discovery makes Han Ying’s insides squirm with guilt before Wen Kexing can even voice the question - “Is this your blood?”
Han Ying ducks his head.
“A’Ying-”
"It’s nothing serious,” he finds himself placating his shixiong’s piercing gaze. “It doesn’t need further attention, I dressed it straight away and applied the salve you gave me.”
“Ying’er-” Wen Kexing tries again, and Han Ying flinches a little. He can’t help it. Wen-shixiong has been picking up so many mannerisms lately from Zhou-zhongzhu-
“A’Ying,” his shixiong says again, and his eyes meet Han Ying’s with such openness, such understanding. “I know A-Xu has been-” he cuts himself off, and takes a breath. Reaches for Han Ying’s trembling hand. “I will not worry A’Xu with an injury unless it is truly concerning. I won’t take a side between you.”
His thumb rubs over Han Ying’s wrist, sensitive from the tight wear of his bracers “A’Xu’s emotions can be- intense-” Wen-shixiong says, and his face puckers in a way that convinces Han Ying that this is not a conversation Wen Kexing would be having unless it were - unless he, Han Ying was - important.
“He fears that-” Wen Kexing’s mouth presses into a thin line, corners dragging down unhappily as diplomacy wars against the matrimonial bias within him.
“You are more capable than he realises,” he settles on. “And he knows this, to some extent. Please just- bear with him. He stifles you so much more only because his grief is so fresh- He knows he was wrong to leave you-”
Wen Kexing’s words, unfortunately - predictably - hit a nerve.
“He doubts me,” Han Ying says, pulling his arm back to himself defiantly. “Still. I was- I am-” Han Ying swallows, and then steps back- away from Wen Kexing’s lingering touches - with what he hopes is conviction.
“I don’t need protecting, shixiong,” he says. “That’s not what I want.”
His shixiong looks proud. “What do you want, A-Ying?” he says.
The words have been on Ying’er’s lips for many months - the moment he woke up and saw his Lord leaning worriedly over his prone form.
“To be your equal,” he says. “To be your companion.”
#a rambled introspection#han ying#ying'er#my hanwenzhou agenda#something something i'm tired#hanwenzhou#i need sleep#i'll proofread tomorrow#nikkiwrites#wenzhou#word of honor#shan he ling#tumblr drabble#tumblr fic#hanwen#wenhan
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I wrote this in a feral rush of whump thanks to @birbfeedersart‘s tags on a random post about the whumpee reassuring others while sick. This is not proofread at all. Maybe tomorrow? Who knows.
(Han Ying being the most emotionally well-adjusted out of the hanwenzhou trio? More likely than you think. Also I had to throw a special mention of Xie’er in just for my own canon-divergent agendas.)
Consciousness returns to him slowly, time ebbing and flowing in lazy eddies as he slips closer towards the surface of awareness. Sensations come and go as afterimages - the memory of a palm smoothing over his ribs, fingers pressing against his wrist, long after the moment has passed. The touches linger and the sensations sharpen until Han Ying has a vague understanding that he is laying down, that he is tucked under a soft blanket and there are bandages wrapped around his torso, and he is blinking groggily up at a ceiling dappled with afternoon sunlight. There is no one holding his hand, but from the tingling Han Ying still recalls across his knuckles, Han Ying knows someone was there recently at his bedside. He braces himself, gathering his wits from the four corners of his mind, and tries to take a deeper breath. His chest immediately lances with pain, and he chokes on the inhale.
"A'Ying!" "Ying'er!"
Instantly, hands and arms that are so intimately, comfortingly familiar reach for him and brace his spasming body as he coughs the discomfort from his lungs.
"Zhong-Zhongzhu-" he rasps, his lips dry and painfully cracked. "Wen-daren-"
"Aih," comes Wen Kexing's reproach closeby, gentled by concern. "No more titles, A'Ying - we agreed. Have some water." The porcelain rim is cool against his mouth, and Han Ying chases the careful trickle of water with parched vigor.
"You'll choke again, little idiot," Zhou Zishu snips, and his master's palm comes up to rest against his bare chest, right over Han Ying's heart as he presses him back into the mattress. "Easy, Ying'er."
Han Ying finally looks up, and cannot help the dismayed gasp as he takes in his master's dishevelled appearance. Zishu has dark circles under his eyes, his chronically pale complexion an unhealthy echo of his sickly years. His face is pinched with worry, eyes dark and intense as he searches Han Ying's face for any sign of lingering discomfort.
"Zhongzhu," Han Ying says, his hand coming up to brush tentatively over the back of Zishu's own. Somewhere to his right, he hears Kexing scoff at the immediate return to formal address. Han Ying ignores it, unable to think past the way his master's hand is still planted firmly over Han Ying's steadily beating heart - as if he can't quite bear to draw back just yet. "-when did you last rest?"
"Not since the Scorpion brat dragged your lifeless body back here screaming bloody murder, A'Ying." Han Ying cannot conceal a guilty wince at Wen-shixiong's snippy tone. He has about two minutes before Wen-da- before Da-shixiong's worry starts turning to righteous anger.
"Shixiong," Han Ying says, turning his face to where Kexing is angrily busying himself rearranging whatever correspondence Zhou-zhongzhu has been sporadically trying to write during what Han Ying realises with some embarrassment is his vigil at Han Ying's bedside. "Zhongzhu." He wraps his hand a little tighter around Zishu's wrist, and throws Kexing his best puppy eyes.
The shrewd look they both give him tells him they clearly know he's about to placate their worries and try to convince them such fuss is needless and unnecessary (he is one of Tian Chuang's top assassins, after all - as his Lord knows full well), but Han Ying cannot help the way he softens as their scowls fall short of their usual menacing impact, marred with tiredness and worry that they simply cannot (or won't) hide.
"I'm okay," Han Ying tells them. It comes out softer than he intended, and feels his face falling into something fond and absolutely inappropriate for a conversation with his superiors. But- but they aren't just his superiors, are they? Otherwise they wouldn't be here at his bedside, looking at him like- like-
"I'm fine," he presses, ignoring the way his throat tries to close up from the sudden emotions he feels.
"Ying'er-" Zishu tries, but Han Ying cuts him off with a shake of his head, and a gentle rub of his thumb across Zishu's pulse-point. His smile is probably tinged with the tiredness he still feels trying to sink his body into the mattress below him, but he pushes as much of the fondness he's feeling for these two ridiculous men into it as he can.
"I couldn't refuse the order, Zhongzhu," he reasons quietly to the man above him, and tries to pull his Lord to his chest at the crestfallen expression that flits across his face. "You know that. It's my job."
As he watches the micro-expressions war for sublimation across Zishu's face, Han Ying feels the mattress dip beside his head. He looks up, and has a moment of deja vu as he remembers the last time he was staring up at his da-shixiong's face like this. Kexing hasn't settled Han Ying's head in his lap this time, although look Kexing is giving him conveys the same private tenderness that leaves Han Ying feeling jittery inside.
"Our A'Ying is very strong, A'Xu," Kexing says, and reaches out to brush a lock of hair back from Han Ying's sweaty forehead. Han Ying allows himself a moment where his eyes flutter closed again, and he basks in the giddy disbelief of having his Lord and his Shixiong showering him with such open affection. "But-"
Han Ying groans.
"But," Kexing presses, trailing his hand down along Han Ying's neck to rest on his clavicle, fingers stroking fretfully over the bandage dressing that secures itself over his shoulder, "we worry about you, A'Ying. Xie'er carried you here. You have a chest wound. You looked-" and here Kexing's breath hitches, and Han Ying has the sudden, horrible realisation of just how he must've looked, and of what memories it might've conjured in their minds.
He reaches for them, pain be damned. It says something about their level of worry that they allow him to pull them both into his embrace, injured as he is.. Han Ying will never admit that he finds it incredibly endearing how Zishu bullies his way into pillowing Han Ying's head on his arm, just so he can lean in and press his face to Han Ying's neck, where his pulse beats steady and strong. Zishu himself would perhaps never do it, except Han Ying is partially distracted by the task of pulling Wen-shixiong down carefully against his chest without leaning too heavily on the wound between his ribs. He ignores the way his bandages grow wet quickly once Wen-shixiong's face is hidden from their sight.
"I'm okay." he whispers again, eyes returning to the dappled sunlight that will inch its way across the ceiling towards dusk as they lay here embracing in the small sickbed. "I'm okay."
#birb this is your fault i should be sleeping#birbfeedersart#nikkiwrites#hanwenzhou#my hanwenzhou agenda#han ying#wen kexing#zhou zishu#hanwen#hanzhou
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Do you think Han Ying, finally able to live peacefully in Siji Manor with his Lord and Wen-shixiong, sometimes wakes in a cold sweat, heart pounding in his chest as a desolate fear grips him tightly in the night
Do you think he bolts out of bed, shoving at the damp sheets and lashing out at the phantom hands that pull at his body, try to keep him trapped as he cries out for his lost Lord, begging for him to come back, to not leave him-
Do you think his mind shudders back into consciousness when his body is already tripping halfway across the room, sheets tangled in his legs, eyes stinging from the fresh candlelight gripped in his Lord’s hand
And he pants wildly up at the newly familiar ceiling with the hot-cold flush of embarrassment spreading over his naked shoulders, the back of his neck
Wen-shixiong is crouched next to him, eyes too wide and fearful for a man his senior in the daylight
“Ying’er,” Zhou-zhuangzhu murmurs gently, closer now, his free hand reaching out to smooth down Han Ying’s loosened topknot. “Come back to bed.”
They don’t talk about it.
Han Ying keeps running, and Wen-xiong keeps tackling him, and Zhou-zhuangzhu says nothing, just guides them all back to bed, but never folds Han Ying into his chest like he does Wen Kexing. Their touches are always so hesitant, so fragile, like this. Even when they’re fucking him.
This is not sustainable. Han Ying- Han Ying wants to run. He yearns for it, even- even in his sleep.
So one night, he does.
#oh ying'er#this is not a healthy way to express your feelings#i say having written this entire thing#me at hwz: TALK about your past abandonment issues gdi#and yet here i am#my hanwenzhou agenda#the hanwenzhou agenda#hanwenzhou#han ying#zhou zishu#wen kexing#hanzhou#wenzhou#wenhan#hanwen#nikkiwrites#this is a midnight drabble if you see grammar mistakes or coherence issues no you didnt goodnight
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Remember this morning when I was like “I have three ficlet ideas i want to write and a wall to paint”?
Well I now have a half-planned half-draft of some immediate post-canon Han Ying, ripe with survivor’s guilt going to kowtow up a snowy mountain, aaand....
1500 words of kinnporschebig smut/big whump.
Um.
Also the wall is almost painted.
#well hey i wrote things tho!#big success#my hanwenzhou agenda#my kinnporschebig agenda#of course that's my new agenda. of fucking course it is.#i was hoping to write some kp tae but nooo#only one side character blorbo at a time#/per show#nikkiwrites#nikkispeaks#behold i return to yell at the void#why the fuck is tomorrow monday i'm all spooned out for the week#hanwenzhou#han ying#kp big#kinnporsche#rarepair hell
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“Do you ever resent him for taking a wife?”
Ye Baiyi knows the way Wen Kexing likes to press on bruises, relishing in the ripples discomfort creates over the veneer of a pleasant evening. He’s watched the Ghost Valley brat work a a yellowing bruise back to a deep purple on Zhou Zishu’s body often enough to know that it’s as much a literal fascination as it is figurative.
So Ye Baiyi knows not to take it personally, most of the time.
He lets the question sit in the quiet evening air, inhaling the scent of Zishu’s plum wine as he brings the cup to his lips. He, too, ruminates on the bruise.
It doesn’t hurt, not in the way Kexing perhaps intends it to - for all the ways their relationship has developed and grown, the brat still tries to find the cracks in Baiyi’s composure. (He is, the old immortal supposes, trying to gauge the depths of his tolerance - where the patience finally frays.)
Baiyi lets his gaze roam over the courtyard, where Zishu lingers over the pin he is whittling and tries not to look like he is holding his breath.
Baiyi is reminded once again just how young these men are, and how unfathomable love can seem.
“Do you?” he asks Kexing instead, pouring the er-shixiong of Siji Manor another cup.
#back on my bullshit#i could be talking about rcq or about qin huaizhang it's your call#my ot5 agenda#hanwenzhou#yewenzhou#variations therein#i like to find myself in rarepair hell and think - how can i make this worse for myself#i've not written xie'er into it properly yet so use your imagination but know that he's coming#nikkiwrites#ye baiyi#wen kexing#zhou zishu#shl fic#fic drabble#my yewenzhou agenda#my hanwenzhou agenda
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i think fengqing is a good ship, but it probably has to do with my interpretation of their characters lol.
mu qing is prickly! he doesn't want to get hurt anymore, he has clawed his way from poverty to godhood! everything he has, he had to get by his own skill, cunning, and merit. he was willing to cut ties with the ppl who were nearly his friends, bc he was so determined to look after his mother himself. he's not afraid of hard work, but he still values an elegant appearance and good reputation. he is terrified, he is fearless! he is sharp and he is soft! he clings to his respectability, and yet believes himself to be fundamentally lesser than the other gods. but he will not give up his place in the heavens. he belongs there and he will MAKE the others see it! he can do everything on his own!! the only thing he can't provide for himself is company. what he wants most, i conjecture, is for someone to stay.
feng xin on the other hand learnt from a young age that he was meant to be a tool--a shield for the crown prince, and a weapon too, when necessary. just as he was truly experiencing life as his own person after the fall of xianle, his crown prince sent him away! what does a guard do with no one to look after?? what good is a shield if no one holds it? he helps his followers as much as he can, but there's a distance there in between--at the end of the day, the mortals have each other, and he is alone. surely he must want, more than anything else, a reason. an anchor of his very own. dianxia has hua cheng, and doesn't need him anymore. who is there for feng xin, who can understand what he's been through? who can be his rock in this world?
and!! i know they fight a lot but!! imo it's bc feng xin thinks (at the beginning of the novel) that mu qing hates dianxia and betrayed him. i think that once he realises this is not the case, he'll not be ~suspicious~ of mu qing any longer, and he'll probably sort of......forget??? like don't get me wrong i'm not saying he's stupid but......he keeps one thought in his head at all times. and those thoughts. don't exist before he thinks them. he's an in-the-moment kind of guy. whereas mu qing is always projecting his mind forward, trying to discern and plan for all possibilities. mu qing was angry bc he thought feng xin looked down on him. once he knows that feng xin does NOT look down on him, he'll have free rein for his tsundere routine. feng xin thought mu qing was not being nice to dianxia, which to his loyal heart, was just as good as hating him (feng xin). once he knows that mu qing IS still loyal (ie willing to take a cursed shackle before betraying xie lian) he'll realise 'oh that's mu qing, that's just how he is :D' and he won't mind if mu qing shouts or insults him or punches him anymore. bc that's just mu qing!!
tl;dr: mu qing is cat, feng xin is dog. i think they would make a good couple anyway. they can shore up each other's weaknesses and frankly they deserve each other (affectionate AND derogatory). thank u for coming to my ted talk
#birb says#meta#bby's first meta i think???#tgcf meta#fengqing#i just think they should kiss each other ok??#they're both grumpled gustavs and their reluctant love for each other is my favourite thing to think about#clown x clown dynamic#feng xin#mu qing#ANYWAY back to the hanwenzhou agenda
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han ying may be the youngest of the three but his tiddies still make for excellent pillows
now i am going to go pass out bc i cannot see straight and my head is very sore. tumblr they are wearing trousers so pls do not be a bitch. they were going to have shirts as well but i got too tired ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
#hanwenzhou#the hanwenzhou agenda continues#han ying#wen kexing#zhou zishu#woh#shl#山河令#word of honour fanart#shanhe ling fanart#word of honor#shanhe ling#birb draws#is this an art blog?#i hope this will please my fellow hanwenzhou fans#u lot know who u are 😉
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