He picks her up to carry her back to the Jingshi. 

She bounces around the room a bit when she gets there, to get her jitters out, then climbs back into bed with daddy, falling asleep rather quickly.

Wangji cuddles her insofar as his injuries allow and talks quietly with his brother. 

The next day her uncle wants to bathe her and dress her in tiny little Lan robes. 

This seems SUSPICIOUS.

She'll allow it, though, because he is a good uncle, even if water is highly suspicious and the robes are weird and new and not her old robes.

"Bathing is important because otherwise you will get very dirty and you can get sick," he explains as he washes her. 

Hmmmmm yes that seems reasonable. She doesn't like being sick.

The little Lan robes are, in fact, not her old robes, but they are prettier and softer and fit her better. 

Hmmmmm. Softness is good. They still need to be tested for how well they enable tree climbing, though.

Her uncle will take her outside and supervise while she attempts to climb a tree, then. 

The robes don't hinder her movements at all. 

She is very good at tree climbing! And laughs a lot when branches shake under her, or when she slips, or when she looks around.

"Please be careful," he says when she slips, "if anything happened to you, your father would be very upset, and you only just recovered from a very severe fever." 

"Okay..."

"Thank you."

Eventually she gets tired of climbing trees, and wants to go back to daddy.

Her father is reading something, but he puts it down to pay attention to her as soon as the door opens. 

She climbs up, glancing at his book, and waits for uncle to leave - a bit impatiently, but she does wait.

He does. 

To daddy, "I want a story."

Oh he just bets Wei Ying was great at stories. He is so much worse at words. 

Oh well. He is not going to disappoint this child more than the minimum guaranteed by the fact that he is not Wei Ying. 

"What kind of story?"

"About you and other daddy." She doesn't remember a lot, which is - bad. She doesn't like it.

"Alright," he says, and tells her about the first time he and Wei Ying met, when the latter was sneaking jars of Emperor's Smile into the Cloud Recesses and they dueled about it. 

She giggles, enjoying the story. "Silly daddies," is her judgement.

"Silly?"

"Fighting about rules."

She is so much like Wei Ying and it makes his heart ache. 

"I thought that rules were more important than they are, back then. Deliberately and flagrantly breaking the rules like that seemed unthinkable to me."