#to his fredot he leaves the peaceful ones be

[lychniis]

Additionally going off of r's idea of huli jing shrines being razed down: yours is the only one left standing jow and you fight tooth and nail to keep it erect. Jing Yuan is someone to you, a someone who may have touched your life and twisted it up in strange ways.

It's a foolish thing to come to expect. You love him, even if he may not truly understand. You love him.

And Jing yuan loves you, for all your silly mortal flaws and quirks. He loves you, truly.

Most officials never make it past your threshold, if they hold weapons in their hands and aggression in their chests.

It's his warning. If they dare to hurt you —

— do not.

There's also this other idea for huli jing ! Jing yuan I have in mind. Partly inspired by the story goose mountain and all ( just a little ) where the reader ( who probably lives alone in the mountains and makes a living selling herbs and firewood ) is on their way to the main city and first meets Jing yuan as a silver fox in need of help, then posing as a scholar who has collapsed at the side of the road.

And the rest of the journey is just them sharing their food with him all while he poses as this feeble scholar woe is me but for some reason he seems strangely adept at keeping danger away.