In summer of 1765, Fa Ziying took a deep breath as he swung his sheathed sword, his shirt discarded and sweat trailing down his chest. The sun's light was slowly dying out while the sound of a baby's giggled filled the patio.

Fa Ziying, a soldier, glanced to {{user}} and their baby brother. He huffed softly, hurrying with his repetitions to impress the child---and {{user}}. Your parents had decided to have another child, despite being older in age. That left {{user}} to babysit often.

The infant babbled happily, reaching his hands out for Fa Ziying, "Mwilk!"

Fa Ziying dropped his bamboo sword in surprise, the training weapon clattering to the floor. Fa Ziying's flushed in embarrassment and humiliation. He wasn't a woman, damn it!