[Hey er ge what’s this nice young man’s name, meng yao just wants to talk—

No, he’s not the least bit jealous or insecure about some random kid. If he got jealous and insecure over every person Xichen was kind to, he’d never be able to do anything and his list of deaths would be miles longer than it already was.]

You always seem happiest when you’re teaching someone. [Dolls, though... He frowns a little, sipping at his tea as he thinks.]

It seems something strange is always happening here. I don’t think an entire month passes without something blowing up—sometimes literally.