Our Happily Ever After A Wangxian Story
Zizhen tripped on a stone. Jin Ling caught him in the nick of time, grabbing onto the fabric on the nape of his neck. "Are you blind now?.", he frowned. His steps bold and even. Zizhen just shook it off and followed. They were on their way back after another hunt. Of late they did most things together. "Lets get a drink before heading home. Think of it as a celebration for getting you out of your castle.", Ouyang Zizhen tapped the other's back, making Jin Rulan stumble. The man in golden robes glared at his friend for a second then stood straight, hands locked behind him. Without another word he changed direction towards a popular eatery. His companion chuckled at his reaction. Jin Rulan was more tolerant of late; perhaps too tolerant of him. They were offered a table, served and bit by bit they ate and drank. "Jin Ling, I received word from Lan Sizhui. He wants us to join them on a night hunt. Something about getting in shape before Wei Wuxian takes over. Your Uncle is crazy so I agree with him.", Zizhen refilled their cups."I'm not interested.", Rulan gulped down his liquor. The man in dark red sitting across him sighed. He didn't want to poke open wounds but he could not watch his friend distance himself. "Is it because of Jingyi?...Do you hate your cousin, Sizhui because of that?""I don't hate anyone and I don't care about Jingyi.", A streak of anger flashed on Rulan's face. "Then join us...", Zizhen was persistent. "Look, there are many beautiful men and women you could fall in love with...", he stressed."I'm done eating, lets leave.", Jin Ling put down his cup and picked up his sword. They were no where near done with their food but Zizhen had to run after him, leaving money on the table."Jin Ling!""Zizhen, I have enough to do. Uncle Cheng may be Reagent but I have to show him I'm competent. We are old enough to go on night hunts alone, so stop insisting.", Jin Ling unsheathed his sword and jumped on and without looking back he flew with the wind. Zizhen pursed his lips, and let him go...***The Pier got livelier everyday with Wei Wuxian around. Always making his brother panic when he urged MuYun to play roughly and letting his sister in-law play with his hair. Following Jiang Ju's comments about the sudden extra glow on his features, Wei Ying wanted to take better care of himself. In no time he was okay and the pain he hid within eased. When he was not playing with MuYun or conversing with Lady Jiang, Wei Ying got entangled in his husbands heat. Day and night, they went at it like rabbits at any given chance. Whether in the library, forest, on a boat or in a shady tight corner, there was no limit to their wild activities. Wei Ying was the instigator, starting flames that eventually burned him out and Wangji, the main wood fuelling the fire. One month without reconciling with his brother was enough to make Xichen leave everything behind and chase after Wangji. He had not thought of what to say. What could he possibly say to Wangji for breaking his trust? So he reached out to the two people he was certain could help. Stepping on the grounds he could not keep was bittersweet. Lan Xichen was once again at the Lake house, waiting for Jiang Cheng. Wei Ying would tag along. Winter was fast approaching and the Magnolia plant sitting by the lake had shed all of its fragrant blooms. Lan Xichen walked to the dock. Surprising how he could picture everything clearly like it was just yesterday, when he frolicked in the water holding Wanyin in his arms."ZewuJun"He turned. The beautiful frame of a man he dreamed of every night greeted him with a serious look. Bright almond eyes and sharp features that grew gallant the more he aged. Xichen sucked in a breath. Anytime he laid eyes on Jiang Cheng his arms wanted to grab him and chain him to his chest but when he remembered Lady Jiang, he'd have enough strength to pull back. "Sect Leader Jiang, Brother In-Law.", His eyes wondered off to Wei Ying. The latter smiled for him, dismissing any thought that he resented him. "ZewuJun, have you come to take my husband away from me?", Wei Ying said a bad joke that made Sect Leader Lan's expression tighten. "Lan Xichen, don't mind this fool. He's only kidding.", Jiang Cheng walked pass them to the Pavilion. He tapped his feet lightly while waiting for the two men to join...***********************************************************************************************Sizhui was left under Lan QiRen's supervision as he assumed the role of his father. The Old Lan did not oppose. Given how efficient the young man proved to be, Lan QiRen was pleased with his choice to let Wangji raise the boy. So when Sizhui asked for permission to take a few men with him on a night hunt, he didn't oppose the idea. Night hunts were essential in growing one's cultivation. Sizhui went with his usual crew, and a few more juniors who'd recently come of age. They would meet Jin Rulan and Zizhen at Wen Ning's and then head West. The first person he saw when they got there was Ouyang Zizhen. Sizhui peered around but there was no sign of the other."Zizhen, are we still waiting for Master Jin to arrive?", Sizhui's voice had developed, almost like his father's. "Unfortunately, Jin Ling is swarmed with work and can't make it.", Zizhen stole a glance at Jingyi, noting how the Lan's mood changed after hearing that. "Maybe some other time.", Zizhen smiled and went to embrace his friends. "Well then, shall we?", Sizhui was jolly letting them take the lead so he could walk undisturbed with his love. "Jingyi, are you unwell?", His smile rescinded when he noticed the other's face turn a little pale and his eyes looked sad."No, I'm alright.", Jingyi chuckled and grabbed his hand, afraid Sizhui saw through him. "Let's go..." ********************************************************************************************* Although the host insisted on fulfilling her duty Hanguanjun was persistent about helping in the kitchen sometimes. Jiang Ju was often astonished by Wangji's personality. She'd heard their love tale a thousand times from her husband but witnessing it herself held a different thrill. Like reading a wonderful novel, she was enthralled by the way Lan Wangji dedicated everyday to making Wei Ying happy. "Lan Zhan...", Wei Ying stuck his head inside the kitchen, stealing everyone's attention. Wangji gently put down the vegetables and cleaned his hand before walking silently to him. He grazed Wei Ying's lips, the maidens watching blushed at them. "Sister In-Law, is it ok if I steal my husband for a moment.", Wei Ying kept his eyes on Wangji."Sure, we'll finish without him.", Jiang Ju waved at them. "Ok...", Wei Wuxian pulled his husband without warning. An arm locked in his, Lan Wangji was content. They walked pass the courtyard and headed in the direction of the guest quarters. Lan Wangji stopped when he sighted the silhouette of his brother, refusing to move any further."Lan Zhan, it's ok. Lets hear him out.", Wei Ying placed a hand on his husband's chest. He had learned to understand some of Wangji's reactions and knew his heart would beat different. Hanguanjun, "Mn"Jiang Cheng and Lan Xichen rose to their feet when the couple reached them. Wangji's expression was cold and Xichen was troubled. "Ok, lets drive away this tension with a drink...Look Wangji, ZewuJun brought us jars of emperor smile.", Wei Ying beamed.Wangji, "I thought you stopped drinking."Wei Ying pouted, "No, not entirely."This was the first time Jiang Cheng heard about Wei Ying's new attitude toward his liquor and he was surprised. None the less he did not ask about it and let Xichen put forth his pleas. "Wangji...", ZewuJun searched for what to say. Jiang Cheng sneaked a hand on his lap to give him strength. Sect leader Lan glanced at him before confronting his younger brother. "Wangji, please come home.", Xichen kept it plain. His brother was not a man of many words. "I'm not coming back.", Wangji replied. "Master Wei has forgiven Gusu...Please..""Gusu did not hurt Wei Ying. It was your wife and Uncle. You just stood there and watched.", Lan Wangji made the air tense again. Even Wei Ying became uncomfortable. "Brother, forgive me... A'Jiang has become restless and refuses to study without you. Surely you wont bear any grudge against your nephew.", Xichen was losing faith by the minute.Wangji raised his eyes, his face still as water. "Let Uncle teach him.""No, please reconsider.""It is for his own good...Lan HuiZhong lied openly against a man who cared about him. I'm afraid I failed at teaching him. Try someone else.", Wangji did not blink.Wei Ying looked at him, worried by the seriousness in his words."Wangji, my son's spirit has been crushed since the day you left. He barely eats or sleeps and half the time he's awake he cries for his Wei Xiong. I've already punished him for his actions. I can punish him again if that will appease you.", Lan Xichen sounded desperate."I'm not returning.", Wangji concluded again. "Lan Zhan, you're being too harsh!", Wei Ying intervened."I'm only protecting my family.", Wangji lowered his eyes. Wei Ying screened the faces around him, "Lan Wangji, the wound is completely healed and fortunately there are no scars so there's no need to remember...My son is at Gusu and my nephew and niece is also there.""Our son is old enough and you have a nephew here as well", Wangji cut him off. Wei Wuxian sighed and took hold of Wangji's hands, facing him. "Wangji, I miss Jingshi. We can come here anytime you think there's something amiss. Do it for me.""But you're happier here.", Wangji did not want to lose the joy of hearing Wei Ying laugh everyday."No, I'm happier because you're here with me and it'll be the same no matter where we go.", Wei Ying touched his face. Hanguanjun parted his lips, considering the other's words.Yielding, Wangji nodded and Xichen could breathe again. "We'll return after a week.", Wangji got up and bowed. He took Wei Ying and left without another word. Left alone, Xichen was drawn back to his longing."Are you alright?", Jiang Cheng asked after the long period of silence. Xichen looked at him and said nothing. Not even a smile could creep up on his face. Jiang Wanyin lowered his head. Somehow he understood Xichen's expression. But his heart lurched when he felt a finger and his eyes shut as many climbed up his wrist and gripped his hand; the gentle squeeze left him short of breath. Xichen kept starring. All he could see was the truth. He wished he could take this man away. And now that his life seemed to be crumbling down, he hungered for Wanyin."Wont you scold me?", Jiang Cheng opened his eyes to his words and shook his head. He shifted closer to Sect Leader Lan and wrapped his arms around him. "Lan Huan...", Xichen shuddered when a voice whispered his name. For a moment he was stuck in the other's aura and his eyes refused to open. But when they did, there was no one beside him. No one but himself, sitting alone under the night sky.....********************************************************************************************In the heat of the hunt, the group split up. Sizhui and Zizhen held up the line, fighting off ghouls and a few other creatures that poured out of woods while the younger ones kept a safer distance. Lan LiMin and Lan Yong set traps far off with Jingyi acting as a lookout . It was strange. They had come to lure out fierce corpses terrorizing a village nearby but were rather met with different types of malignant critters they did not prepare for. Sizhui subdued some of them after a period and ventured deeper into the forest to aid the rest. "Zizhen, are you tired?", He smirked at the man running beside him. "Ha! Never!", The other replied with zeal while they jumped over some rocks. All the while Sizhui kept looking back to make sure the younger ones were not too far behind. A great beam of blue light shot into the sky surprised them. Sizhui and Zizhen exchanged looks, understanding that the others were in danger. "Sizhui, go ahead. I'll keep the young ones safe.", Zizhen shouted. It was true the young ones were inexperienced and would slow them down but Sizhui believed they could make it. "Lets stick it out...They can hold.", Sizhui slashed his sword against some branches. Zizhen putting more effort in his heels. They spotted Lan LiMin and Yong on the ground, trying to stand up. It was clear who shot the signal but that person was out of sight. "Where...Where is Jingyi?", Sizhui panted, his blood running cold. "It...It took him...", Lan Yong forced out. Lan Sizhui's heart began to pound in his chest. He thought he heard wrong. "What did you say?", he tightened his grip on his sword. "I don't know what it was...But it was clad in black from head to toe and it took Jingyi.", LiMin was aided by the juniors, his left leg was injured battling whatever they faced."Sizhui, calm down...They couldn't have gone far. Take this route, and I'll go the other way.", Zizhen became the brain when his friend began to panic. Lan Yuan nodded and quickly set off...*****************************************************************************************Jiang Cheng managed to catch his brother alone in the morning and took him to the training grounds. "Lets have a duel.", Wanyin unsheathed Sandu. Wei Ying was surprised by the request. "Wanyin, you know I cant use my sword.", He folded his arms and shook his head. "Since when did that stop you?...Aren't you Wei Wuxian. The man the whole world fears?", Jiang Cheng swung Sandu- his sword, waiting for his brother. "But...Why now?", Wei Ying massaged his neck, pacing the training grounds. "Because I know you're hiding something.", Jiang Cheng sounded like he'd caught a rat. "What do you mean?""You know what I mean. Something important happened when you left-something you've obviously not told anyone. Or does Wangji know?"Wei Ying clasped his fingers. His eyes blinked restlessly and his mouth began to quiver as he chuckled, trying to rubbish his brother's words."Stop pretending Wei Wuxian, since when are you careful with liquor? And don't act smart with me, I saw you polish your sword. You hardly even glanced at Suibian in the past after you lost your...", Wanyin flinched, his eyes going wide at his epiphany. "Did you find a way...To get another...""Wanyin, that's enough. I'm going to find Wangji before..."Purple lightening flew in Wei Ying's direction but he leaped out of the way. "Jiang Cheng!!...", Sandu's edge went pass his face. Jiang Wanyin was determined to find out the truth and aggressed toward Wei Ying, not holding back.Wei Wuxian was not with his sword but within the blink of an eye something rushed toward him and he caught it. Jiang Cheng gaped. Suibian was in Wei Ying's hand. It's blade partly unsheathed glowed a bright yellow and misty black. "Ha! It followed you here...", Wanyin gasped. Wei Wuxian scratched his forehead. "Fine! You caught me...", He dropped to the ground. Jiang Cheng sat by him, waiting for the explanation. "I happened to chance on my Grandmother. I cant tell you how, but she's the reason I look like this.""Does that mean you can fly your sword and give up the dark arts?", Jiang Cheng asked. "Yes and no...But you cant tell anyone.", Wei Ying smiled as his brother nodded his head.Days Later, Wei Ying along with his husband said their goodbyes and left for Gusu. Lan Wangji was still unsure about his decision but as long as it was Wei Ying's request he would give it another go. Upon reaching Gusu, they agreed it was for the best. News of a disciple gone missing after a night hunt was still circulating and Sizhui was forced to hide his devastation. Lan Jingyi was nowhere to be found neither was it certain that he was still alive, but Sizhui vowed not to stop searching for him. Now that his parents had returned, his chances of getting his love back increased.******************************************************************************************In the cool of the day, Lan Jingyi awoke again from his slumber wincing from the throbbing pain in his head. Nothing around him seemed familiar in the spacious room. It was when he tried to get up that he realized he'd been tied to the bed post. His feet spread apart. Snapping a rope should have been easy for Jingyi-he was a Lan. But the ropes that bound him to the bed were spirit threads used to set traps for the supernatural. They were efficient and getting out of it would be tough without his sword. A sudden creak made him alert. The hairs on his skin stood up and he trembled guessing who or what might approach him. A tall figure in black showed up. Lan Jingyi felt his heart beat escalate as the person or thing inched closer till there was barely enough space between them. "Wh...Who are you?!", He put up a brave front even when his words sounded broken. The figure did not answer and reached for his veil. Once the bamboo hat was taken off. Jingyi's frail heart stopped. "Y...You?!", he gulped. He'd expected something frightening but this person was far worse...
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