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She inhales sharply through her teeth. 

"Lan Zhan will be fine. I am less sure about the baby. Please look after Lan Zhan until she wakes up or Yao-ge gets here and then try to get her to a healer, I need to go find someone and make them regret their life choices." 

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"Please be assured I will, Wei-guniang." Lan-guniang can be transferred to her arms instead, if Wei Ying finds that appropriate.

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Yes. 

Wei Ying stalks off to find the servant who brought the tea and interrogate them as to where it came from. 

The answer is...enlightening.

"You!" 

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Oh no.

"What?" he says indignantly, because she can't prove anything.

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She punches him in the gut. Hard. 

"What's your damage, sneaking wine to a pregnant woman???"

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He yelps and doubles over. Some of the crowd that was flocking over to see if Lan-guniang had abruptly died are now migrating over to watch this.

"OW! What, no I didn't! I don't even know what you're talking about, what pregnant woman!"

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"Seriously? What, do you think I'm as stupid as you, to fall for that?"

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This is so unfair and not at all how his night was supposed to go. "There aren't any pregnant women here! This is -- we're at war, if some pregnant wench wandered onto the front lines and started stealing drinks how was supposed to know?? I only sent wine to you and Lan-guniang, as a gift --"

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"--What, I thought I had mentioned having accidentally worked out a talisman to get another woman pregnant in public enough times the gossip would have penetrated by now, why did you think we had a wedding in the middle of the war." 

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" -- you got Lan-guniang pregnant?" He can't believe he didn't know this. He is so upset that he didn't know this, they must've already been so embarrassed and he missed it.

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"How did you not know this! You're even more of a moron than I thought!" 

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"If you hadn't gotten me in hot water, I'm sure I would have been told things like that! It's not my fault no one bothered to tell me!"

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"What, so now it's my fault you decided to insult your own sect leader instead of following his orders? How the hell you managed to get anywhere in a sect known for valuing competence I cannot imagine." 

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He's a very competent person, this is Completely Unfair. "Did you just come over here to whine at me, because I actually have much more important things to do-"

 

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"Oh no," she says, grabbing him by the collar. "You may not have known Lan Zhan was pregnant, but that does not excuse you deciding to send her wine disguised as not wine. My wife cares so much about following her sect's rules that we spent two weeks apart before the wedding. Do you know how hard that was? And you decided to play a trick on her that caused her to violate one without her knowledge or consent."

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He doesn't have a great comeback for that so he will focus on trying to swat Wei Ying's hands away from his collar and looking indignant.

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Meng Yao appears at Wei Ying's side. "A-Ying, Da-ge, is there a problem?"

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"He spiked Lan Zhan's tea!!! Will you help your mother get her to a healer to check on the baby while I beat him to a pulp about it?"

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What interesting decisions this man has made.

Meng Yao puts his face into the appropriate configuration of open shock and concern and bows his head. "Right away, A-Ying." 

He weaves through the crowd to find his mother.

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"Thanks!" she calls after him, then bodily throws her captive overhead to land in a patch of space where he won't hit some innocent bystander. 

(Wei Ying is all in favor of hitting a motherfucker with another motherfucker, but when there's only one motherfucker at hand causing other people to collide is Undesirable.)

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There are gasps and one shout of surprise. People back away quickly.

The captain lands painfully on his front. He rolls over and tries to catch his breath. "What the FUCK -"

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"Yeah, that was my reaction," she hisses. "Stand up and fight me, like a warrior instead of a poisoner." 

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He staggers back to his feet. "I didn't poison anyone! Everyone drinks at a feast!"

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"People who decide to drink drink at a feast! Pregnant Lans do not drink at a feast!" 

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"I'm not going to fight a lady during a feast. You're being too disruptive."

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