He smiled very mischievously before running a finger across her chin

“My, sounds like they are a handful ~” and now his voice is imitating Mu Qing

(He laughed softly for a bit before walking away)

What~ dont like hearing your own husbands voice~?

“Everyone is acting the fool.”

Aww is the birdy pissed off now?

(He’s still imitating their husband)

I know enough-

(He managed to move out of the way)

Perhaps making up to your so called husband is something you should be more focused about ~

Maybe thinks you no longer care about him? Or is it all the above ~

(He whispered with such harshness in the words, but he’s still imitating He Xuan’s voice just as salt in the wound)

(He grins that wasn’t going to stop him not in the slightest he walked behind them leaning over to their ear)

But yet.. you don’t know who to love your brother or your brother’s murderer.. such conflict, tsk tsk and you pushed him away~ how must he feel about that? Sad? Lonely? Hmm, or maybe just

Aw what’s wrong birdy? To much… guilt on your mind?

(He’s not backing down from this, even stepping forward and carefully putting a finger under their chin and now forcing eye contact)

There is so much confusion and conflict inside of you, birdy.

Ah~ so gods are actually real.

(He gave a small grin looking up and down at the god)

Such a unique birdy of a god, are we? (He’s lowkey trying to imitate He Xuan’s voice a bit, how? I don’t know)

“I am doing very well!”

“That’s good to hear my friend”

“How are you my friend!”