OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER (A WANGXIAN STORY)
Chapter 74
The party searched for Jingfei for hours. They had to give up when the sun went down- no matter how much her son insisted on searching.
Huizhong felt sad and angry about losing an adult so easily. What would he tell his father if they didnt find her?
Knowing he had to act fast, the boy took a short trip to Wen Ning's to ask for help. Luckily for him, Sizhui had made an entrance with Jingyi not long ago.
"I'll send a flare to alert any disciple around. We will bring your mother home.", Sizhui said with an eased expression.
"No, dont light up the flares, Ge, this has to be done discreetly. Father might see it if he is on his way. He must not find out that Mother is missing."
Sizhui, "Huizhong, this is not something you can hide."
"If we find her there will be no need to tell... Mother wore a thin coat over her dress and she had no stone for money. What if she's cold and hungry.", the boy's voice trembled with tears in his eyes.
The adults put up a fake smile to cheer him up. Huizhong did not deserve to go through this even if they disliked Jingfei.
"A'Jiang, I'll join your brothers in searching for her.", Jiayi wiped the boy's face. Huizhong nods, feeling a tint of relief. His aunt's abilities were no myths. He had seen some a few times.
"See, there's nothing to worry about. Have some sweets before you go to the Cloud Recesses.", her lips curved further...
Hours Later, Cloud Recesses...
Cuifen watched endearingly as her young Master dozed off in his mother's seat. She was impressed that Huizhong's vigil exceeded two hours past his bedtime.
'My poor Master, if only your mother was content with your love.', Cuifen carried him to the bed and lay his weight down gently.
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WangXian...
The winds blew in their favour this night. Their babies rested after a day of constant demand, and they could also spend some time alone. Even if they dozed off as a result of exhaustion.
By midnight, Lan Wangji shook out of his slumber. The babies usually cried at this time of the night but there was total silence. Be it a fathers intuition or his sixth sense kicking in, Wangji was convinced that something was amiss. He would have woken his spouse but refrained from this- a sudden panic could make Wei Ying overreact.
So he slides out of bed stealthily and calls for his sword. Lan Wangji had no time to worry about draping a robe over his bare chest or tightening the string on his lover garment. What kind of father would he be if that mattered now.
Standing in front of the secret entrance, his brows furrowed. He could feel the presence: Someone or some-thing he was certain was not a servant, was in the baby's room. With a swift move, he tapped the door open and flew inside.
His first instinct was to attack, but how could he when the woman was carrying his son. The only option he had was to threaten her with Bichen's blade.
The woman tilted her head lightly, sizing up the tall man. A serious look flashed on her face as she evaluated the person's appearance.
"I would advise you put that sword away, son...", she walks around the blade fearlessly to sit on the bed by the cradle. "This is no way to treat your Senior.", she then looked up at Wangji with a small frown.
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YunmengJiang, Lotus Pier...
It was Jiang Cheng's idea to go for a stroll with the children. Muyun was a big bowl of excitement with his godfather around and hardly left the man alone.
Thus he was included in the evening walk. While the fast-growing boy slept on Sect Leader Lan's shoulder, Yuelian rested on her father's.
"Will you be returning soon?"
"I will return in two days. I wanted to see the children.", Lan Xichen convinced himself that was not a lie.
"It is good that you came. I've been thinking of getting a third opinion.", Jiang Cheng said.
"..."
"Jin Ling is mature. He should be able to handle the affairs of Lanlingjin without my help, but Li Qiang says to give him another year before letting him have full control. What do you think I should do?", Jiang Cheng put the situation forward.
"Wanyin, no one is born ready. You could utilize Li Qiang's advice in another way. Let Jin Ling handle his own affairs for a year without pointing it out to him. If he does not break down, you know your work is done."
"Hmmm, that's logical... How is Lan Jiang, was it his idea for you to visit?", Jiang Cheng asked after some juniors of the sect passed by.
Xichen smiled, "No, but he promised to come along next time."
"Okay...And your brother?"
"He is happy...", Xichen answered with hesitation.
"Are you happy?", Jiang Cheng stopped after realizing how that may have come out. "...Forgive my intrusion. That was inappropriate."
"How so Wanyin? You can ask me anything.", Xichen spared him a glance.
"Maybe some other time. We should put the children in their rooms."
"Sure, after you.", said Xichen...
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Future Sect Leader Lan awoke at dawn. A heavy hand lying over his chest makes it hard to move. He got startled by the pair of eyes staring at him when he turned, but his spirit returns when he sees the person lying next to him.
"I'm sorry, did I scare you?", JingFei's voice was soft.
Huizhong shook his head, "Where did you go Mother, we were all worried."
"I...I got lost.", She placed her head on her son's chest and narrates. "I got lost in the dark, chasing after someone I will never have... I thought he needed to be caught. He said he wanted to be caught... However, I heard you call for me. So I followed your voice and came back.", Jingfei spoke in parables.
Huizhong sat up, causing his mother to raise her head to face him."You can't disappear again Mother. You could have gotten hurt. I won't forgive you if you put yourself in danger.", he had never been this stern with the woman he did everything to please.
"Huhuhu, Lan Huizhong, you speak like your grandmother. She would threaten to ignore me but never does it in the end.", JingFei giggled then stopped to reminisce.
" Promise not to do such a thing again. That's an order, as your future Sect Leader.", the boy stuck his chest out boldly.
"Yes, my son. I won't do it again.", Jingfei raised a hand toward the heavens.
" Thank you.", Huizhong embraced her. "I have a class with grandfather this morning.", Jingfei's head sank when the boy let go of her.
" What's wrong Mother?", Huizhong walks back after getting into his robes.
"You said I made you worried, yet you're leaving so soon when I've just returned."
"...I will be gone for only four hours. I have to take a bath and greet my Grandfather before breakfast. The lesson will only take two hours.", Huizhong climbed the bed to explain himself.
"Then let me bath you."
"Haha, no Mother, I'm old enough to bath myself... Come here.", He encircled the woman in a hug. "I love you mother. I will run back here as soon as the lesson is over... Your physician would have been done with the morning session by then.", Huizhong played with the woman's hair briefly and stepped back down when Jingfei approved.
Cuifen walked in as the boy runs out. " Mistress, you're awake.", she said with relief.
"He said he was old enough to bath himself.", Jingfei stared at the door. Cuifen did not get it right away but still said the next thing that popped into her mind. " Time flies, dear Mistress."
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"..."
Lan Wangji kept his eyes low, seated on the mat with his hands on his lap. The Immortal Cultivator was more intrigued with the fruits of their labour, sleeping like bears in hibernation.
"Wei Ying is still asleep?", Baoshan Sanren asked.
"He should be awake any moment from now.", Lan Wangji answered after pouring the woman another cup.
Indeed Wei Ying was awake at that moment, scratching and stretching his limbs on the wooden bed. He got out because Wangji was not in the room, holding the boys as usual. 'Look how late it is, why didnt Lan Zhan wake me up?', He searched for his clothes.
A knock on the door stirs him to be a little fast.
"Sir, the Master said to get ready. A visitor is waiting to see you.", the servant notified him.
Wei Ying yawned through his bath and left his hair to one of the maids. She did a good job keeping the style simple and elegant.
He nearly screamed when he saw his grandmother behind the high table, with the boys on her lap.
"G...Grandmother?", He overcame the shock with time as he rushed to embrace her carefully. "I didnt think I would see you again.", Wei Ying said as he sat beside his spouse.
"Me neither, but here I am.", The Grandmaster smiled. It was the first Wangji had seen since the woman revealed herself- and he saw a resemblance.
Wei Wuxian noticed how rigid Wangji was after some time. Although he wagered with his thoughts: as to whether Wangji was upset or simply acting timid in the face of his in-law, Wei Ying could swear the jade was tensed up. After a brief introduction, Wei Ying asks a vital question.
"Um Grandma, when did you arrive?"
BS, "In the dead of the night. Your security is pretty basic, change it...I got into the children's room without losing a strand of hair on my head. What if I were a thief or an evil being."
"Not to worry, you got in because you're family. But I will add more if you say so. Besides, my husband always sleeps with an eye open.", Wei Ying took no offence in her words. It was still too early to say the same for Wangji.
"I see, his first impulse was to dash through the door and stick his sword in my face when he could have used a simple restriction and binding spell to freeze the intruder...Not to talk of the display of muscle. Is that the way this generation behave, going to bed half-naked?", Sanren's words were cold and fussy.
Wei Ying nearly choked at the Senior's last statement. Wangji's eyes sank lower as his partner glanced at him.
"What?... Aish Grandma, erase that from your memory before I throw an actual fit.", Wei Ying teased.
BS, "Well tell your husband to be decent. How long would it take to put on a robe? "
WY, "Pffft! It's not every day a family member pops up in the middle of the night when we're asleep. Dont be grumpy about it. How about I show you around."
"...", Lan Wangji sat there clenching his fist as the two talked about him like he was not sitting there. He had never felt this flawed. How was he to know his 'never seen before' in-law would show up like a ghost?
"Master Sanren, I apologize for the lack of manners. Had I known you'd be coming, I would have prepared for your arrival."
"Are you saying that I should leave?", the woman glared at him with displeasure.
Wei Ying gaped at her words. His grandmother was usually calm and not judgemental. 'What's with this awkward tension, Lan Zhan is being eaten alive.'
Wangji's eyes shot up, "That is not what I meant. You're more than welcome in our home.", he bowed.
"Hmph! And you, shouldn't you be sleeping with the children at all times? What's this I'm hearing about nursing mothers, are you not producing enough milk?", Baoshan Sanren turned her gaze to her grandson. "Do you even feed them at all?"
"I feed them. The nurses take only over when I get tired.", Wei Ying pouted.
"That's not a tangible reason. What if those women carry diseases or filth. Stop gambling with your children's health. It's not like you're feeding three people!"
Wei Ying went mute for a second as his mind took a quick trip down memory lane.
"Haha, sorry...I'll take care of their feeding alone.", he said to calm her down.
"Good, feed them now, then you can show me around this estate.", the grandmaster insisted.
Again, Wei Ying saw no problem in obliging. He was however amused at the scenario. Lan Wangji was being scolded by his in-law for little to no reason at all. It was like a reversed predicament where instead of a Lan Qiren, there was a Baoshan Sanren on Wangji's neck...
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Sect Leader Jiang And Xichen went out of the pier to hunt in the forests like they used to. Today they went as friends, testing out their skills and breaking the status quo of Sect Leaders relying on liquor and gossip for fun.
Jiang Cheng took him to the lake house afterwards to cook their catch. "Wait here, I'll give this to the servants.", he said to Xichen when they got down from their horses.
The nostalgia this place brought to Sect Leader Lan shook him to his core. Xichen sniffed the air with a painful grin on his face. His eyes landed in the pavilion. The magnolia tree beside it was welcoming new buds after a difficult season.
"*Cough* *Cough*"
"Easy...Have some tea. Come on, it can't be that bad..."
Xichen only shook his head, clenching his fist hard.
Jiang Cheng, "Do you want me to feed you again?"
Xichen, "Mn...".
Wanyin picked another spicy morsel and fed him. The man in purple laughed lightly when he saw Lan Huan suffer another heat. Again, he drunk another cup then emptied it into Xichen's mouth.
Jiang Cheng's hands cupped his face this time as he deepened the kiss and sucked on his tongue.
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Jiang Cheng, "Again? Why cry when you're with me...Is holding me not enough?"
Xichen, "...I just feel so happy it hurts...I love you Wanyin..."
"...I love you too Xichen..."
Lan Xichen snapped out of the trance. Those memories used to bring him solace when they were first separated, but now they were beginning to hurt his present. He wanted to relive those glorious days, without a doubt.
As he turned toward the lake and walked on the dock, he began to rid himself of the heavy robes and the headpiece adding weight to his head. He needed to cool off.
*Splash*
Xichen jumped into the lake and held his breath in the water.
Jiang Cheng looked around when he came outside. At first, he thought Xichen had left due to an emergency of some sort but then a silver headpiece reflecting in the daylight caught his attention. That was when he realized the man had jumped into the lake.
"After all these years, you still act like a child.", Jiang Cheng shook his head in dismay, careful not to step on Sect Leader Lan's clothes as he nears the same path.
He crouched at the edge, searching for signs- a simple air bubble or irregular movement. "Sect Leader Lan, this is not the time to play. Get out of the water before I come to get you."
In another splash, Lan Xichen swims to the surface and grabs Jiang Cheng's robes, hauling him in with his whole ensemble.
Dragging their weights down, Xichen maintained his grip on Jiang Cheng and forced his lips upon his breath. Sect Leader Jiang tried to break free but struggling underwater was the fastest way to drown. And these lips he was fleeing from were the same ones he dreams of. When the struggle seized, they floated to the top.
"Lan Huan, look what you've done to my clothes.", Jiang Cheng mumbled when their lips parted.
But Zewujun did not care about his drenched clothes. All he wanted was to hold his person. So he kissed Jiang Cheng again and again until there was no strength left in the man to resist him...
Jiang Cheng stumbled a few times after being released. He felt numb. Knowing Xichen was right behind him made his heart race. There was no guarantee of what would happen if Zewujun got into the room with him but he was not ready to find out. So he strived to quicken his steps.
Nonetheless, Xichen was fast enough: blocking the entrance with a foot when Jiang Cheng tried to escape from him.
"Xichen...", the other cried out after the door was shut and he stood face to face with a passion-driven man.
"No more excuses.", Xichen closed the gap between them, staring into the other's eyes. No amount of restrain was going to wash that look away. At this point, they were tired of pretending not to feel anything.
They stood together, drenched and a little cold. A smile touched Wanyin's lips. Xichen was this wet on the first day they became one.
He remembered it vividly like it was just yesterday. That thunderous rainy night where he thought he had lost the other for good. It continued to haunt him anytime there was a similar downpour.
Lan Xichen wasted no more time. Jiang Cheng's silence was enough for him to act.
The siege came stronger than before.
Zewujun was not gentle, nearly knocking any object in his path as he held the Sandu Shengshao of Yunmeng in his arms.
Jiang Cheng met that same energy by wrapping his legs around the other and curbing the misery with his lips. Being slammed against the wall was mere play.
While Xichen ripped open his lapel, he was pulling at the strings holding the former's pants together. Their breaths hitched and fell desperately in the scuffle.
His wet clothes sliding off a shoulder, Jiang Wanyin grabbed Xichen's face -caressing it tenderly.
"The bed...*pant*...Let's go there."
"Okay.", Xichen heaved him up and headed for the inner room.
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