" Tell them "

                                    

                                          
Hua Wuxian felt panicked. Everything rang as they arrived back to familiar territory. Nie Huaisang had taken him to his He Family Manor. Nie Huaisang noticed how out of it Hua ying was, standing there staring at nothing, his pupils shaking. 
"A-ying?.." he called to him at first. There was no response. "A-ying can you hear me?—" he goes to touch the youngest prince only for A-ying to pull away and step away from him completely, his eyes unfocused. 
Nie Huaisang rose both his hands, surrending and frowning at the reaction. 
"Baobei? Have you arrived back?" Shi Qingxuan arrived on the scene, Nie Huaisang turning round to face his mother. "A-niang, we have a problem."
"Huh?" The Wind Master rose a brow as he closed his fan. There he looked behind his only son. Quickly he spotted A-ying, breathing heavily, eyes looking to both him and Nie Huaisang. 
"Oh dear, A-ying, are you alright?" 
"A-niang don't!"
Hua Wuxian shakes his head, brows furrowed as he clawed into his hair. 
"Stay away. STAY AWAY!"
Butterflies erupted out of Hua Ying's hair, blocking Shi Qingxuan from coming closer and also blowing Nie Huaisang back. "A-Huaisang!" 
"A-niang!" 
The Wind Master captured his son into his arms, coddling him closer as he covered him with his own body. "Stay back,"
"But Hua Ying! A-niang we can't leave him like this!" Shi Qingxuan gritted. He didn't what to do really. This kind of thing wasn't something he expected to happen, especially to the youngest son of his best friend. It was truly something worrisome. 
"I'll call his Majesty,"
"But he doesn't want them to see! I could—"
A scream cuts them off, the color of the silver butterflies turned bright red, and flew round aggressively. Hua ying's eyes were red, resentment leaking off from him and surrounding him with every burst. 
"He's losing control. A-ying doesn't have a core to keep his powers at bay, does he..?"
Nie Huaisang was the only person really who knew what was going on with Hua ying. Hua ying never kept it from his best friend, and that is only because they grew up together. 
He nods his head slowly, still itching to help his friend as he cried and screamed while in a ball of red colored death butterflies. 
"We have to leave here,"
"I can't leave Hua ying!" 
Shi Qingxuan shushed Nie Huaisang and pushes him back. "It isn't about leaving him, he's well protected. But I need to call his family or we will be sucked dry by those butterflies." Nie Huaisang wanted to fight it but his mother kept pushing him back. "Qingxuan?"
"Ming Yi!" 
He Xuan stepped into his Manor only to hear pained screaming and large gusts of wind and resentment cracking his place. He lost his first Manor once he wasn't about to lose this one. 
"What is happening?" 
"Hua ying, he's losing control , I don't know, he's just lost it." Shi Qingxuan said as he shoved Nie Huaisang into his father's arms. "Take him, I have to call Xie lian." 
"Are you sure he doesn't already know?"
"I don't know does he? I don't want to leave the young prince alone." He Xuan's expression darkened as he watched over to Hua ying. He was losing control, nor yet have mastered it. "Qingxuan, take He Huaisang with you now, get him out of here."