Looking back at some random wips is always so fun!! Here's one, actually- it's a TGCF canon compliant drabble i haven't finished in which hua cheng meets feng xin while looking for xie lian.... i was thinking about it and needed to get off my head. it's only exposition, and i was planning to make it into a crack oneshot, but yk... unfinished. anyway, as long as i got the brainworms out, it should be fine. LMK if i should continue this!! <3 :
Again. Again, and again, and again. How long until he finds him? Hua Cheng has been looking for His Highness for countless years. Heās been through thick and thin, through butterflies, Yin Yu, and other rumors. Every time he has a good feeling, and every time his luck fails him. How can he be there for His Highness if his useless luck wonāt do the one good thing? His Highness, last he saw him, had been alone. Everyone he knew had left him, including himself. Originally, he was going out to clear his mind. But then he got sidetracked and his instincts took him somewhere else. To the kingdom of YongāAn. He hates this kingdom with all of his undead heart. The kingdom that had caused His Highnessā downfall, the kingdom that was ungrateful for His Highnessā efforts, which disregarded everything and anything anyone has ever done for them- a bunch of ungrateful, spoiled trash with no right to live. But his instincts take him there, so what choice does he have? Perhaps, after the State Preceptor was killed, he went to go take a look. He feels as if heās close- he passes by a random grave, a few bushes, and walks through the gates leisurely. He is disguised as a youth, about sixteen years old, dressed in wealthy red robes with a low ponytail. He doesnāt put too much effort into this disguise, because there is only one thing that is important; His Highness, the Crowned Prince of Xianle. Everyone here is so happy. They are laughing and running and jumping and playing and singing and showing and performing and- He walks by a stand and buys a cheap steamed bun, biting into it as he turns around- but he freezes. Thatā¦ thatāsā¦ That damn trash bodyguard, Feng Xin!
