Our Happily Ever After A Wangxian Story
"Pay attention, Princess. I'll cook it for you just this once", Zizhen says as he holds the bird in place and strips it off its feathers after bathing it in hot water.
" Do not push my buttons Zizhen.", Jin Ling tries to get a few feathers off himself. The taller man chuckles lightly and continues. Once the bird is naked and Zizhen is done using it to annoy his friend, he takes his time to make an incision; showing the other man how to remove the gut and organs without spoiling the meat. "How do you want it done?", he wipes a beady sweat off his face with the back of his palm.
Jin Rulan thinks of what sounds like an easy method; let's just roast it, he says. "That will take more time and effort.", Zizhen disagrees."We have a pan, some spices, a spring over there, and a whole lot of forest to find some vegetables.", he goes over the things in their possession."They dont just sprout out of nowhere!... Who the hell packs cooking utensils in a spirit pouch. I can't believe you've been carrying that around.", Jin Ling throws his arms up. Ignoring his little complaints, Zizhen holds up the bird with a lifted brow. "Fine, let's boil it!", Rulan says what he wants to hear.
Although he acts uninterested, Jin Ling later embraces the idea and fetches dry wood to start a fire."Should you be adding all that?", Rulan does not keep mute when the actual cooking begins. Like a child, he has so many questions yet when he opens his mouth it's full of criticism."Trust my skills," Zizhen says smoothly. "And the rice?""Oh that, just set it on the second fire...Pour some of the water out.", Zizhen patiently guides his companion. Twenty minutes through there was a pleasant aroma circulating in the air. Rulan now believes Zizhen did things right. They take a seat and survey the boiling pans. "Jin Ling, I know being around them is not easy for you...We'll be out of here sooner than you think.", Zizhen takes out a secret stash of peanuts in the pouch and throws one at Sect Leader Jin. Rulan fails to catch it and has his hands ready for the next one. He sighs, "It's okay Zizhen...Let's face it, Sizhui is a better man for him. I can't make him happier.""I stand with you Rulan, later we will drink to your broken heart; Squashed and trampled by a Lan with a bitchy attitude. Hahaha.", Ouyang Zizhen says with a mocking tone. "Ohh, Zizhen, let's not forget to also drink to your father locking you in a room with a woman someday. May you be able to stare at her perky breasts without pissing your pants.", Jin Ling picked up the baton. His evil laugh is short-lived when Zizhen's face suddenly goes crimson and it escalates when Rulan sees the problem- his friend was choking on a nut. "Zizhen, what's wrong?... Hold on", He hurriedly moves behind the man and wraps his arms around the abdomen. Jin Ling heaves and squeezes, trying to get Zizhen to cough it out but it does not work. Gasping and clawing at his neck Zizhen crouches on the ground and pants with strain."Come on, you have to stay still!", Rulan fips him over and sits on him; knees on the ground. "Here goes nothing!", Jin Ling clasps his hands together and gives the man's chest a strong hit. *Cough* The culprit pops out of Zizhen's mouth and he finally receives air into his lungs. Rulan taps his cheeks a few times to make sure all was well. Zizhen, "*Cough*, Jin Rulan...How did you...How did you know she has perky breasts?""You say the darndest things when you're drunk. If big blossoms are a kink for you, just tell your old man and stop complaining to me. It's irritating. ", Jin Ling scoffed. "Hehehe...Hey Rulan!! You dont know what you're saying. You only have eyes locked on Jingyi's flat chest.""Shut up... I should have let you choke to death.", Rulan hits his friend again and the taller man laughs..." And Jingyi's chests are perfect!!" He adds.No sooner had he tried to stand up than Zizhen teased him again. "Huh...Jin Ling did you just get a boner from talking about Jingyi's flat chest. Oh my, let me see.", the man in a dark shade of red attempts to bully his friend."The fuck! Zizhen!!...I'm not a pervert like you.", Jin Ling fights back.
"What do you know...Birds of a feather...always flock together." they start another tussle, laughing and teasing each other with profane words till one is pinned on the grass. "*Pants*Jin Ling, the food should be ready by now.", Zizhen gave up from exhaustion...******************************************************************************************
"It had to be done. Especially when she admits to the crime with no remorse whatsoever.", Jiang Cheng explains.
If what he said was the truth then Hanguanjun couldn't judge Sect Leader Jiang.Lan Wangji, "And my sister in law?"Jiang Cheng, "I let her go this time because of your brother and her son."Wei Ying lowered his eyes. If his husband's relatives were to fight against his own, he may not be able to choose if Lan Wangji picked Xichen's side. "I don't want to keep secrets from you.", he said.
Naturally, he expects Lan Qiren to blame him if word got out. But Lan Wangji felt otherwise. He lifts Wei Ying's head by the chin and pecks him on the lips; not minding the third party. "Wei Ying, you never have to be afraid with me around...I will talk to brother once we get home.""Home...you mean Gusu?", The former sounds somewhat disturbed and Lan Wangji felt it.
"Mn... Jiayi says we can go home.", He replied.
But Wei Ying was not buying into the idea. He almost called his husband delusional. Wei Wuxian's eyes unconsciously move to the cradle and it stays there until he feels a squeeze on his hands. "My love, you dont want to return to Gusu?""Lan Zhan... Why would I take our boys to Gusu when the enemy lives there. If she could spread her wings all the way to Yunmeng, what's stopping her from targeting our boys when they'll be sleeping right under her nose.", Wei Ying did not beat around the bush. Lan Wangji could not bring himself to disagree when he had been given such a valid point. "Wei Ying, no one can touch them; I won't allow it.", Lan Wangji said."I'm sorry Lan Zhan, I dont want to take that chance. I might not be able to resist the urge to kill her if she so much as breathes in their presence...But...I understand that it is our home.", Wei Ying swallows. "No, we can stay wherever you want... I will send brother a message.", said Wangji. Jiang Cheng, "Lan Wangji, Lan JingFei most definitely knows who killed her mother. Until I'm sure she is toothless, the children have to stay here... I'm sorry to drag your family into this.""Pffft! Jiang Cheng, that woman dragged me into this long before I conceived those two. She would come for my kids regardless. Besides, she already caused me one, months ago.", Wei Ying's laugh turned sour. He really had to tune down the bad jokes. This one hurt him before he could brush it aside. Lan Wangji goes speechless, giving his spouse a sorry look but Jiang Cheng is new to this and feels fresh anger. Just when he is about to speak a cute cry cuts him off.Wei Ying, "I guess it's time." "I'll check on them.", Lan Wangji springs to action.Jiang Cheng, "I should get going, brother. I shall return in the evening. Until then, I'll have the servants send some lotus pork rib soup. I know you can't refuse that." Wei Ying, "Thanks Wanyin..."Jiang Cheng understands that they need privacy and leaves them with a warm smile. "Oooh! Lan Zhan, this one needs a change of napkin, Hahaha...Wow, that's an interesting smell. Is it normal?", Jiang Cheng hears Wei Ying on his way out and chuckles. 'Welcome to the club.' Those words four words cross the Sect Leader's mind as he shakes his head in amusement...******************************************************************************************Lan Jingyi snatched Sizhui's hand as soon as he got to him and he drags him along, not answering any questions the other asked in their haste. When he is certain they are out of sight, he reaches for a kiss. Sizhui is surprised by the gesture; His lips do not reject the advance but his eyes stayed open in the frenzy. "Jingyi, is there a problem? You dont seem okay.", Sizhui breaks the lip-locking by cupping the other's face and detaching himself from those cherry-colored lips. "I want you Sizhui...Let's do it here.", Jingyi clutches onto the man's waist and pulls him closer to kiss him like before. Jingyi wanted to do it, here? Sizhui couldn't be more puzzled. He was always the one that initiated any form of intimacy between them. This was a first. Sizhui jolts his head back, trying to break away from the nectar-filled smooch but the other came on to him too strong. "Jingyi, we are not alone...Maybe.", Sizhui struggles to let out words with his busy mouth. "Forget about them. They won't disturb us.", Jingyi pants. His hands were already loosening his belt before Sizhui could process this spontaneous feeling. Meanwhile..."Alright everyone, it's a 'ZiLing' special! We better eat before it gets cold.", Zizhen and Jin Rulan resurfaced with the long-awaited breakfast. "ZiLing?", Jin Ling gives him a look."Yes, it's a combination of our names...We are best buddies after all.", Zizhen continues to set the food on a mat. Rulan shakes his head and dismisses his friend's silliness. "Where are they?", Zizhen asks about the missing couple while he gives Jin Ling some work to do. The Lan boys shrugged, stating they may be discussing some sort. "Master Jin. Did you quarrel with Jingyi when he came bearing fruits?", LiMin asked. Rulan shook his head faintly, unable to recall seeing the aforementioned when they were preparing the meal. "That's odd, he went in search of fruits in wait of the food. He brought back some wild berries and said he would share some with the two of you...But moments ago when he pulled Sizhui away, he seemed upset.", the disciple took his time to explain. Jin Ling and Zizhen exchanged glances. Jingyi was never there with them. *******************************************************************************************Lan Huizhong sat still in his room, trying to meditate like his Uncle thought him to do when he was sad or angry. Posed in the lotus position with his eyes closed, he does his best to shut out the voices in his head.
Huizhong does not move when his door slides open but rather takes in a deep breath. "Are you still angry?", His father's question makes him a little stiff but he keeps his composure. "No, I'm not.", Said the boy. The last thing he needed to hear was his parents apologizing or giving him the same excuse."A'Jiang...""It's okay father, my mother is unwell and did not mean it...That's what you were going to say, right?", HuiZhong hums in the next breath; shaking off the bad blood. "...", Lan Xichen sighs. "Your Uncle sent me a message this morning... It's about Master Wei.", Xichen played a wild card to win another chance. And it worked. HuiZhong broke out of his stance and turned to his father with wide eyes, waiting for the rest of it. In just a second he had gone from being a stone-cold future Sect Leader to an excited child. His father had also adapted to the Lotus position and smiled at the boy. "He misses you so much and asked me to bring you along to Yunmeng. But we have to wait for Lan Sizhui to return first...What do you say?""Yes! Yes! Yes!", Lan Jiang jumped into his father's arms joyfully without wavering, squeezing the older man's neck with those tiny arms hooped around his neck. Xichen held him tight in the spot. 'Dont hate me A'Jiang, I'm sorry you grew up with a clueless father that relies on others to make you happy... I keep failing you.' Lan Xichen kept his apology in his troubled mind. But like a silver lining, Lan Jiang said something that nearly drove him to tears."I can never hate you father, so dont be sad anymore... I know you love me and I love you too."Lan Xichen's burning heart met the coldest spring, and it quenched his insecurities instantly. It was as if his boy could read his mind. Taking his arm off to look at HuiZhong, his eyes drop to the fading prints on his neck."It does not hurt at all. No need to worry.", HuiZhong gave a blinding smile that made his father's heart melt. Lan Xichen nods in response and hugs the boy once more; patting his back affectionately...
" Do not push my buttons Zizhen.", Jin Ling tries to get a few feathers off himself. The taller man chuckles lightly and continues. Once the bird is naked and Zizhen is done using it to annoy his friend, he takes his time to make an incision; showing the other man how to remove the gut and organs without spoiling the meat. "How do you want it done?", he wipes a beady sweat off his face with the back of his palm.
Jin Rulan thinks of what sounds like an easy method; let's just roast it, he says. "That will take more time and effort.", Zizhen disagrees."We have a pan, some spices, a spring over there, and a whole lot of forest to find some vegetables.", he goes over the things in their possession."They dont just sprout out of nowhere!... Who the hell packs cooking utensils in a spirit pouch. I can't believe you've been carrying that around.", Jin Ling throws his arms up. Ignoring his little complaints, Zizhen holds up the bird with a lifted brow. "Fine, let's boil it!", Rulan says what he wants to hear.
Although he acts uninterested, Jin Ling later embraces the idea and fetches dry wood to start a fire."Should you be adding all that?", Rulan does not keep mute when the actual cooking begins. Like a child, he has so many questions yet when he opens his mouth it's full of criticism."Trust my skills," Zizhen says smoothly. "And the rice?""Oh that, just set it on the second fire...Pour some of the water out.", Zizhen patiently guides his companion. Twenty minutes through there was a pleasant aroma circulating in the air. Rulan now believes Zizhen did things right. They take a seat and survey the boiling pans. "Jin Ling, I know being around them is not easy for you...We'll be out of here sooner than you think.", Zizhen takes out a secret stash of peanuts in the pouch and throws one at Sect Leader Jin. Rulan fails to catch it and has his hands ready for the next one. He sighs, "It's okay Zizhen...Let's face it, Sizhui is a better man for him. I can't make him happier.""I stand with you Rulan, later we will drink to your broken heart; Squashed and trampled by a Lan with a bitchy attitude. Hahaha.", Ouyang Zizhen says with a mocking tone. "Ohh, Zizhen, let's not forget to also drink to your father locking you in a room with a woman someday. May you be able to stare at her perky breasts without pissing your pants.", Jin Ling picked up the baton. His evil laugh is short-lived when Zizhen's face suddenly goes crimson and it escalates when Rulan sees the problem- his friend was choking on a nut. "Zizhen, what's wrong?... Hold on", He hurriedly moves behind the man and wraps his arms around the abdomen. Jin Ling heaves and squeezes, trying to get Zizhen to cough it out but it does not work. Gasping and clawing at his neck Zizhen crouches on the ground and pants with strain."Come on, you have to stay still!", Rulan fips him over and sits on him; knees on the ground. "Here goes nothing!", Jin Ling clasps his hands together and gives the man's chest a strong hit. *Cough* The culprit pops out of Zizhen's mouth and he finally receives air into his lungs. Rulan taps his cheeks a few times to make sure all was well. Zizhen, "*Cough*, Jin Rulan...How did you...How did you know she has perky breasts?""You say the darndest things when you're drunk. If big blossoms are a kink for you, just tell your old man and stop complaining to me. It's irritating. ", Jin Ling scoffed. "Hehehe...Hey Rulan!! You dont know what you're saying. You only have eyes locked on Jingyi's flat chest.""Shut up... I should have let you choke to death.", Rulan hits his friend again and the taller man laughs..." And Jingyi's chests are perfect!!" He adds.No sooner had he tried to stand up than Zizhen teased him again. "Huh...Jin Ling did you just get a boner from talking about Jingyi's flat chest. Oh my, let me see.", the man in a dark shade of red attempts to bully his friend."The fuck! Zizhen!!...I'm not a pervert like you.", Jin Ling fights back.
"What do you know...Birds of a feather...always flock together." they start another tussle, laughing and teasing each other with profane words till one is pinned on the grass. "*Pants*Jin Ling, the food should be ready by now.", Zizhen gave up from exhaustion...******************************************************************************************
"It had to be done. Especially when she admits to the crime with no remorse whatsoever.", Jiang Cheng explains.
If what he said was the truth then Hanguanjun couldn't judge Sect Leader Jiang.Lan Wangji, "And my sister in law?"Jiang Cheng, "I let her go this time because of your brother and her son."Wei Ying lowered his eyes. If his husband's relatives were to fight against his own, he may not be able to choose if Lan Wangji picked Xichen's side. "I don't want to keep secrets from you.", he said.
Naturally, he expects Lan Qiren to blame him if word got out. But Lan Wangji felt otherwise. He lifts Wei Ying's head by the chin and pecks him on the lips; not minding the third party. "Wei Ying, you never have to be afraid with me around...I will talk to brother once we get home.""Home...you mean Gusu?", The former sounds somewhat disturbed and Lan Wangji felt it.
"Mn... Jiayi says we can go home.", He replied.
But Wei Ying was not buying into the idea. He almost called his husband delusional. Wei Wuxian's eyes unconsciously move to the cradle and it stays there until he feels a squeeze on his hands. "My love, you dont want to return to Gusu?""Lan Zhan... Why would I take our boys to Gusu when the enemy lives there. If she could spread her wings all the way to Yunmeng, what's stopping her from targeting our boys when they'll be sleeping right under her nose.", Wei Ying did not beat around the bush. Lan Wangji could not bring himself to disagree when he had been given such a valid point. "Wei Ying, no one can touch them; I won't allow it.", Lan Wangji said."I'm sorry Lan Zhan, I dont want to take that chance. I might not be able to resist the urge to kill her if she so much as breathes in their presence...But...I understand that it is our home.", Wei Ying swallows. "No, we can stay wherever you want... I will send brother a message.", said Wangji. Jiang Cheng, "Lan Wangji, Lan JingFei most definitely knows who killed her mother. Until I'm sure she is toothless, the children have to stay here... I'm sorry to drag your family into this.""Pffft! Jiang Cheng, that woman dragged me into this long before I conceived those two. She would come for my kids regardless. Besides, she already caused me one, months ago.", Wei Ying's laugh turned sour. He really had to tune down the bad jokes. This one hurt him before he could brush it aside. Lan Wangji goes speechless, giving his spouse a sorry look but Jiang Cheng is new to this and feels fresh anger. Just when he is about to speak a cute cry cuts him off.Wei Ying, "I guess it's time." "I'll check on them.", Lan Wangji springs to action.Jiang Cheng, "I should get going, brother. I shall return in the evening. Until then, I'll have the servants send some lotus pork rib soup. I know you can't refuse that." Wei Ying, "Thanks Wanyin..."Jiang Cheng understands that they need privacy and leaves them with a warm smile. "Oooh! Lan Zhan, this one needs a change of napkin, Hahaha...Wow, that's an interesting smell. Is it normal?", Jiang Cheng hears Wei Ying on his way out and chuckles. 'Welcome to the club.' Those words four words cross the Sect Leader's mind as he shakes his head in amusement...******************************************************************************************Lan Jingyi snatched Sizhui's hand as soon as he got to him and he drags him along, not answering any questions the other asked in their haste. When he is certain they are out of sight, he reaches for a kiss. Sizhui is surprised by the gesture; His lips do not reject the advance but his eyes stayed open in the frenzy. "Jingyi, is there a problem? You dont seem okay.", Sizhui breaks the lip-locking by cupping the other's face and detaching himself from those cherry-colored lips. "I want you Sizhui...Let's do it here.", Jingyi clutches onto the man's waist and pulls him closer to kiss him like before. Jingyi wanted to do it, here? Sizhui couldn't be more puzzled. He was always the one that initiated any form of intimacy between them. This was a first. Sizhui jolts his head back, trying to break away from the nectar-filled smooch but the other came on to him too strong. "Jingyi, we are not alone...Maybe.", Sizhui struggles to let out words with his busy mouth. "Forget about them. They won't disturb us.", Jingyi pants. His hands were already loosening his belt before Sizhui could process this spontaneous feeling. Meanwhile..."Alright everyone, it's a 'ZiLing' special! We better eat before it gets cold.", Zizhen and Jin Rulan resurfaced with the long-awaited breakfast. "ZiLing?", Jin Ling gives him a look."Yes, it's a combination of our names...We are best buddies after all.", Zizhen continues to set the food on a mat. Rulan shakes his head and dismisses his friend's silliness. "Where are they?", Zizhen asks about the missing couple while he gives Jin Ling some work to do. The Lan boys shrugged, stating they may be discussing some sort. "Master Jin. Did you quarrel with Jingyi when he came bearing fruits?", LiMin asked. Rulan shook his head faintly, unable to recall seeing the aforementioned when they were preparing the meal. "That's odd, he went in search of fruits in wait of the food. He brought back some wild berries and said he would share some with the two of you...But moments ago when he pulled Sizhui away, he seemed upset.", the disciple took his time to explain. Jin Ling and Zizhen exchanged glances. Jingyi was never there with them. *******************************************************************************************Lan Huizhong sat still in his room, trying to meditate like his Uncle thought him to do when he was sad or angry. Posed in the lotus position with his eyes closed, he does his best to shut out the voices in his head.
Huizhong does not move when his door slides open but rather takes in a deep breath. "Are you still angry?", His father's question makes him a little stiff but he keeps his composure. "No, I'm not.", Said the boy. The last thing he needed to hear was his parents apologizing or giving him the same excuse."A'Jiang...""It's okay father, my mother is unwell and did not mean it...That's what you were going to say, right?", HuiZhong hums in the next breath; shaking off the bad blood. "...", Lan Xichen sighs. "Your Uncle sent me a message this morning... It's about Master Wei.", Xichen played a wild card to win another chance. And it worked. HuiZhong broke out of his stance and turned to his father with wide eyes, waiting for the rest of it. In just a second he had gone from being a stone-cold future Sect Leader to an excited child. His father had also adapted to the Lotus position and smiled at the boy. "He misses you so much and asked me to bring you along to Yunmeng. But we have to wait for Lan Sizhui to return first...What do you say?""Yes! Yes! Yes!", Lan Jiang jumped into his father's arms joyfully without wavering, squeezing the older man's neck with those tiny arms hooped around his neck. Xichen held him tight in the spot. 'Dont hate me A'Jiang, I'm sorry you grew up with a clueless father that relies on others to make you happy... I keep failing you.' Lan Xichen kept his apology in his troubled mind. But like a silver lining, Lan Jiang said something that nearly drove him to tears."I can never hate you father, so dont be sad anymore... I know you love me and I love you too."Lan Xichen's burning heart met the coldest spring, and it quenched his insecurities instantly. It was as if his boy could read his mind. Taking his arm off to look at HuiZhong, his eyes drop to the fading prints on his neck."It does not hurt at all. No need to worry.", HuiZhong gave a blinding smile that made his father's heart melt. Lan Xichen nods in response and hugs the boy once more; patting his back affectionately...
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