"Everything is fine." 

"You sure?"

Nod. "I was merely remembering something." 

"Something sad?"

"Hn. 

The Xuanwu of Slaughter." 

Snug. "It was a fun story. Why was it sad?"

"Your other father and I killed it. I miss him." 

Hugs.

He hugs her and tells her an edited-for-age-appropriateness account of the Xuanwu of Slaughter incident. 

"I like that song a lot..." she says of Wangxian.

"Thank you." 

Hug. "It's good you and other daddy had a song."

"I never told him the title."

"Huh. Why?"

"It never seemed like a good time." 

She cuddles him and contemplates this.

He cuddles her and is sad. 

She doesn't like it when daddy's sad. Maybe she can tell a distracting happy story?

Alright. She is wonderful and he loves her very much. 

She loves him very much too!!!

She tells a happy story about Bun Yuan having cool adventures and meeting interesting people.

What a wonderful story. 

Good!

She starts recording more of her stories, and making more of an effort to create ever more different ones, instead of building on older ideas.

She is going to be an absolutely wonderful storyteller someday not that the fact that none of her stories are about how terrible people think Wei Ying was doesn't mean she's already better than the vast majority of them. 

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Telling stories is fun!

She continues to do very well in her classes; her teachers think she'll probably form her golden core well ahead of many of her peers. Her copying punishments decline as she gets better at sneakiness and rules-lawyering.