Blush. "Wen-furen does not wish to begrieve Wen-zongzhu." Kiss.

"Wen-zongzhu loves Wen-furen very much," she murmurs. "Wen-zongzhu has to run a couple of errands, but she'll be right back, she promises." Kiss kiss kiss. 

Kiss kiss. "Wen-furen will wait for you." Kiss. "I love you, Wen Ying."

"Love you so much," she says, and one more kiss, and then she picks up the severed head and goes looking for Nies. 

Here they are! Huaisang is clinging to one of his sectmate's arms and whining about how cold the cave was, look, he's still shivering even now!

When he sees Wen Ying, he brightens. "Wen-guniang! Wow, congratulations!"

"Thanks!" She holds out the severed head to him. "For Chifeng-zun. As an apology present. For your dad." 

EEAUGH. 

-- okay it really is excellent that Wen Ruohan has been decapitated, Huaisang highly approves that development, he just would love to not be in contact with any of the actual gore involved here thanks!

He laughs nervously, fanning himself. "Ahhh, wow, Wen-guniang, I'm sure this will - will make Da-ge very happy! It should probably - ha, such a nice gift should probably go in a nice box, shouldn't it, shouldn't it?" He glances meaningfully at the nearby disciples who sigh and go about procuring such a nice box. One of them bows and accepts the head for now on Huaisang's behalf.

She snickers. "There isn't that much blood on the hair," she says, displaying the hand with which she was holding the head, which is, indeed, blood-free. 

Yeah haha that's great he's still not fucking touching that! He coughs and fans much faster. One of the disciples behind him rolls their eyes.

"Sso, what are you going to do now, Wen-guniang? Will the guards that are left be loyal to you?"

"I'm gonna have to arrest some more people, but most of the sect isn't Wen Ruohan. People followed him out of fear, not love."

"Hm. Yeah, I guess that makes sense. You're so clever about all these things, Wen-guniang!" Wen-zonghzu, now, it must be. 

"I've sort of had to be! Is there anything you guys need right now?"

He shuffles his feet. "I guess we should go back home to Qinghe and tell Da-ge about all this. Do you think it's safe enough?"

"Should be, but if you wanted to wait a little while for things to be more solidly under control I wouldn't blame you." 

"Well, aha, we can wait, we can wait. I think we have some food to last us for a little bit."

"Okay. If you need anything I'll be, uh, around, I can't make any promises more specific than that." 

That's fine! They appreciate what she's done already, and how much they aren't being eaten by monsters in caves right now!

Okay, time to go put barriers over the lava pits. Magical transparent ones, not physical ones that can be conveniently shoved aside. She deals with various things from Wen sect retainers on her way there. Any other disciples from other sects on the way?

There are! Here are a handful of Jin disciples, and here is a Mianmian skipping towards her. "Wen Ying! Everything went fine, we cleared out the South barracks like you asked -- where's Lan-guniang?"

"She's on bedrest. We ran into Wen Xu on the way back and her injuries were exacerbated in the course of subduing him. Jiejie prescribed strict bedrest for the next couple of days so I wheedled her into promising not to get up while I attended to things. Do you need any things attended to?" 

"Nnnnot really? We weren't sure what we should do next so we thought we'd just hang around and, like, prevent anything terrible from happening if it started happening right in front of us. We should probably head home soonish before our parents worry, but we can help out a little more first if you need anything."

"I don't think so! But thanks." 

She doesn't run into anyone else on her way to safety the lava pits. She does find Jiang Cheng on his cohort on the way back and confirm that neither of them has any reason for him to stay much longer. She gives him explicit permission to tell his older sister about the Big Damn Kiss back in the cave on the grounds that she and Mianmian had listened to mildly excessive amounts of Wen Ying pining back at Cloud Recesses, which he splutters that he didn't really need to know about. 

Giggling, she returns to her rooms and her cozy wife-filled bed. Flop. Snuggle. 

"Wen Ying." Her wife is back!! And they are cozy. Lan Zhan will not start out with 'Wen-zongzhu' until prompted, since Wen Ying might not be expecting it.

Kiss kiss kiss. "Safe?"

"Mhm." Kiss kiss kiss kiss. "Everything's dealt with that needed immediate dealing-with." Snuuuuuuggle. Very very careful snuggle that does not jar any of Lan Zhan's ribs. Kiss. "I'm all yours."

"I love you." She's proud of her.