Without you? Tch. If my Ah-Xiang thinks she can marry her vapid little boy while I'm otherwise engaged I'll pull her ear off.

( You don't just deny brothers the opportunity to see you wed, the nerve of some people. Wen Kexing abandons the first cupboard and moves onto the next, sweeping aside cobwebs to reach for more small, metal tins that rest inside. Within one he finds tea and he shows Lan Xichen with a small smile, triumphant even if that's not exactly what they're looking for. All the while he keeps his expression polite, interested, head tipped the other man's way as though he's paying rapt attention. )

A bath-house? Lucky. I hope it's better than the one here. The ghost in there is much more maudlin than the ones here. ( Tea dropped to the counter, more treasures unearthed. ) Their organisation skills could use some work though.