OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER (A WANGXIAN STORY)
Extra 10: A Non-Conforming Jade
When Lan Wangji told his spouse they had to go to Yunmeng, the other presumed it was another vacation. The jade had been touring many cities with his husband, going night hunting, solving cases and making laughable memories. All of that with their last bundle of joy strapped to their chest.
Unlike Sizhui or YongMing, Yulong didn't give a hoot about fierce corpses. They discovered this when one day while creating one of many gadgets for catching ghosts and fierce corpses, Wei Ying accidentally set a ghost loose in the estate.
Lan Wangji was immediately alerted about this and they took some of the Gusu disciples present to search for it. After some time, they traced it to the children's quarters. Entering the compound they could hear maidens shrieking.
Wei Ying was already a ball of nerves breaking into the scene but then he sees his two-year-old standing in front of two of his nannies, glaring down at a level five ghost. Each time the creature growled, Wei Tian growled back. The boy's robes were fortified against such encounters but seeing how he faced the danger to protect the women marvelled Wei Ying.
Wei Ying did get the scolding of his life from Lan Wangji that day. But after several other instances where their boy laughed at fierce corpses for having crooked limbs, Wei Ying was unsure whether to be creeped out or worried. Eventually, they accepted it and explored the idea.
Yunmeng
Lan Wangji and his family were always welcome at the Lotus pier. They washed down, settled in, and then met with Clan Leader Jiang and his significant other. Lan Xichen had gotten used to wearing Yunmeng Jiang robes but Wangji hadn't. Wei Ying would not stop babbling about how handsome he would also look in purple robes.
"If you want me to wear the robes of another clan, I am open to putting on what your father would wear," Wangji slowly sips his tea.
"I'll have you know that my father wore Yunmengjiang robes most of the time," Wei Ying argued.
Jiang Cheng didn't take a second to betray him, "Stop lying, this is exactly how your father dressed, and you said so yourself when we were children."
"Butt out of this Wanyin!" Wei Ying scowled. That made Jiang Cheng laugh. "So, is this another family visit or is there a problem?"
"It's a family visit. Jiang Cheng, I have a request of you," Lan Wangji added.
"Huh...Lan Zhan, what request do you have for him?" Wei Ying scratched behind his ears, a bit muddy about Wangji not mentioning this to him earlier. For some weird reason, Lan Wangji does not look at him as he addressed Jiang Cheng.
Lan Wangji, "I want Yulong to become your disciple." The cat was let out of the bag.
Wei Ying, "Wh... Lan Zhan, were you seriously not going to tell me about this?"
Lan Wangji, "Wei Ying, we already discussed this. Yulong is a Wei, it's only fair we let him grow as one."
Wei Ying, "What are you talking about?"
Lan Wangji, "You were a Yunmengjiang disciple, so, he will also be a Yunmengjiang disciple."
Lan Xichen sensed a couple's quarrel coming by the way Wei Ying frowned at his brother. "Wanyin, perhaps we should give them some privacy to discuss this."
"Pfft, hell no, I'm staying right here to see how this goes. It's been months since I got some top tier drama," Jiang Cheng cheerfully pours himself a cup and enjoys the show...
Later that evening...
Jiang Cheng came out of the bathtub, strapped a towel to his waist and walked behind the cardboard into the bedroom. Lan Xichen was sitting on the bed, fitted in his night robes. He lights up some fragrant incense while the other dries his locks with a towel.
"Wei Ying has been a pain in my ass for ages, and now I get to make sure my nephew is also a pain in his behinds, why will I pass at the gift?" He gloated.
Xichen however felt different, "Lan Wangji should have completely had Wei Ying's approval before reaching the pier, my love. It's not fair to ask Wei Ying to give up seeing his child at such a young age."
"Don't be melodramatic, Yulong will officially become my disciple when he turns seven, that's like what...five years from now?" Jiang Cheng wrapped the cloth around his head before going for ointment. Lan Xichen sighs, still siding with Wei Ying on the issue.
Jiang Cheng approached the drawer, fishing out what to wear, "You and I know how those two behave. Wangji takes a decision, they argue about it a few times, and in the end, Wei Ying gives in. What I can't get past is how they go to bed angry but come out in the morning looking more in love than before. I find it crazy."
"Is that so?" Lan Xichen breaks into a chuckle. "Want me to show you how?" he put his foot down and left the bed as Jiang Cheng rolls his eyes.
"What could you possibly know Huan?" Jiang Cheng continues tending to his skin when Xichen hugs him from behind, planting kisses on the side of his face. "We do that many times Wanyin. First, we disagree on a matter, have a harmless debate...," Xichen's caresses become more brazen, his hand brushes on the other's bare chest, poking and rubbing Jiang Cheng's nipple till they were hard and erect, groping at Jiang Cheng's manhood through the towel. The latter groans, slowly giving in to the idea while he feels Xichen's stiffness against his bum.
"Hmm, Xichen, we've not argued about anything yet," Jiang Cheng inclines his neck.
"Then I'll pick a subject." The jade was sly. " I agree with brother in law," Xichen turned Jiang Cheng around, putting hands on his waist softly.
"You're wrong, Wangji is right," Jiang Cheng responded with a honied tune just as they teased each other into a kiss. "Mhn," he hums when a hand combs through his damp hair, massaging his scalp while their lips sing and their bodies cling to each other. "Xichen, I might just punch you in the face for siding with my idiot of a brother."
"I dare you to do it," Lan Xichen undid the knot on the towel, letting it fall to the ground. A smile touches his lips when he sniffs his beloved's skin and suckles on his chest.
"Hah!" Jiang Cheng's gruffs became sharp and steamy as Xichen wraps a palm around his warm length, stroking shabbily. Xichen spits on the hand and sends it back for a more pleasurable effect. And it works. Jiang Cheng is clinging to his shoulders, standing on his toes, occasionally looking down at his throbbing penis then back at Xichen's face with a twisted expression.
"Huan, you're not playing fair again."
"Arguments are not always fair my love. Hgh!" Xichen gets whirled in when Jiang Cheng tugs at the ribbon on his lapel and targets his pants. Xichen does the honours of preparing his partner with his fingers, just enough for Jiang Cheng to handle him.
All of a sudden Jiang Cheng wanted the upper hand. Xichen did not complain, he let the other push him on the bed and straddle him. Forget taking off the clothes, Jiang Cheng was impatient. As he went up and down on the other's third bone, Jiang Cheng ravished the sight of Xichen's abs tightening and twitching at his doing.
When Xichen lifts his torso, Wanyin would push him back and command him to lie still. That was impossible given the high sexual tendencies. Being restricted by his loose pants wasn't helping either. Didn't take long for Xichen to flip him over.
They were rough with each other, then very tender and considerate, tasting the fruit of their tongue, sharing and healing the stress in their bodies.
"Stop sucking on my nipples Huan, I can't take it," Jiang Cheng was tormented with watching.
Xichen smiles, "That's precisely why I enjoy doing it. It drives you crazy Wanyin."
"Ah...Wait...," Jiang Cheng arched his back as he slipped out of control.
"Cum if you need to, I don't want to stop. You feel so good my love."
"Ah!... Must you...say it out loud?... Stop thrusting like an animal, I'll break."
Lan Xichen slowed down drastically, pushing himself to the brim. Jiang Cheng bucked, squirting once. "Are you done?" Xichen paused to look at him after getting splashed.
"No, touch me more," Jiang Cheng said breathlessly.
"Alright, come here," Xichen got down from the bed and pulled him by the foot. Jiang Cheng was carried up in no time. He strapped his arms around the jade's neck and bit into Xichen's shoulder as the dick was carefully pushed back in.
Xichen was not the only one fucking if Jiang Cheng was moving on his own at some point. The few times Xichen slammed the latter into him, the jade thought he would explode.
*Huff* *Huff*
The atmosphere was hot by the time Xichen had Cheng against the wall. Shuddering in ecstasy, dick still alive and kicking. The satisfaction of hearing each other breathe hard, moan and cry out was the best tease.
"Wanyin, are you still mad at me?" Xichen was drenched in sweat. Surely a second bath should be in order.
Jiang Cheng shook his head, biting seductively on his bottom lip, "Are you?"
Xichen answered with a deep thrust and a hoarse grunt as he came. Jiang Cheng's inside twitched, squeezing him dry. It felt good affirming Xichen's climax by the warm liquid losing into him. They kissed each other several times afterwards before washing down and heading to bed.
The next morning, they came out feeling refreshed. Jiang Cheng bumps shoulders with Xichen when the other couple shows up in a composed way.
"Wei Ying is making that face again, do you think they did it last night?" Jiang Cheng whispered. Lan Xichen tries hard not to laugh. All signs on Wangji's face show he had an adventurous night. "Have some respect Wanyin, it's not right to discuss this when they're so close," Xichen replied in the same manner.
"Well I say they have make-up sex written all over their faces," Jiang Cheng would have the last word.
Wei Ying did win the argument this time. Lan Wangji agreed to discuss their son's education when Wei Ying was ready. "Wow, I guess that tells who dominated last night," Jiang Cheng had to mumble the comment in Xichen's ears.
"...," Lan Xichen primmed his lips, not knowing what to say or how to not feel shameless for letting Jiang Cheng buzz about this.
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Gusu Lan...
Lan Qiren went about his duties, all smiles. After all, why would he be grumpy? It was a fairly calm afternoon at the Cloud Recesses and his workload seemed to have vanished. Sure in the past few weeks he went on and on about how lazy and huge most of his students were becoming but they seemed to have turned on a new leaf so suddenly.
Qiren was humming himself to an old tune when a student interrupted him.
"There's trouble Master Lan," the lad's disturbed face did little to Qiren's mood until he mentioned that it was about the young 'twin jades.'
"They are fighting at the dining hall as we speak."
Lan Qiren nearly yelled at the disciple for giving him such a fright. He thought something serious had happened to them. "Do not cause fear and panic over child's play!" Yes, it's still against the rules and he would scold them but Qiren also knew it to be unusual since the twins never had any serious scuffles.
"But Master Lan, they're using unclean energy."
"What?" That was the deal-breaker. Quickly old Lan jumped up. "Take me to them," he said.
Lo and behold what the disciple described was true. One of the boys had attacked using a form of dark energy. It took great self-soothing for Qiren to stop himself from reacting drastically. His presence automatically ended the fight but the feud between the brothers would take days to end.
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As expected the boys' parents were summoned. Sect Leader Lan headed the discussion after carrying out his own investigation. Lan Xiang exposed his elder brother's dealings within and outside the Cloud Recesses in his unappeased anger.
His reasons for being upset, however, made Xing furious about such betrayal.
It began when the twins visited their Uncle Ning in Caiyi city. Lan Huizhong invited a friend to see a group of performers in town. The maiden's younger sister who was also fond of the twins, especially the rowdy one, begged to tag along. The show went well, and they even had lunch at a good eatery.
On their way back, the younger girl, LinQiu, strayed away from the rest, hindered by the busy market. Lan Huizhong was engrossed in a conversation with her sister and lost sight of this but Xing noticed sooner. Knowing that Xiang wanted her as a friend, Xing alerted him so he could save the day.
Lan Xiang did not take his brother seriously and thought he was being teased. "Do it yourself," he said to dismiss his brother's claims. But when he later turns to see Xing return with LinQiu, holding hands, he was put off.
They went back to their Uncle's for a while. With their Aunt at the clinic and their youngest cousin around, they decided to play in the garden. It was another good chance for Lan Jiang to talk with the maiden while the younger ones roll in the dirt. Of course, the boys had grown past such tendencies.
Xiang sat at a spot to read a book in peace, still hung up on what he saw earlier. Could be him regretting his actions.
The little miss picked out flowers for her saviour. Lan Xing who was busy playing with his youngest cousin didn't mind letting her put them in his hair. What he didn't see coming was the girl puckering her lips against his cheeks.
YongMing went stiff for a second, then laughed it off nervously. The rest were not paying attention but YongZheng saw it all.
Xing had no idea it was eating his brother up till they fought about it. And now he was mad at himself for trusting his number one confidant.
Now in a room full of seniors who were angry, stunned, and disappointed in him, Lan Xing did not find it in him to look at his mother. He must be hurt the most. When queried, Lan YongMing refused to expose anyone in connection to his brother's claims.
Lan YongZheng however could not take his words back when his father was giving him such a hard stare. Hence, he dragged many others into the scandal.
"I did it by myself," he often repeated.
Getting to the reason why they fought, Lan Qiren touched his chest expressively. "You let a girl touch you on the cheek... with her mouth!" he pitched with masked excitement. In the course of it, Xing explained that the girl only did it to thank him. Apparently, she had seen her elder sister do the same to Lan Huizhong on several occasions.
"What!" Lan Xichen was stoned, clearly not thrilled about that reveal. He sent for the future clan leader at once to ask if this was indeed true.
Xichen, "Is this what you do when you go out of the Cloud Recesses? What else did you do with that young maiden HuiZhong!"
Lan Qiren, "Nephew, Lan HuiZhong is a young man. It's natural if he seeks the attention of a woman."
Xichen, "Uncle he is too young for this!"
"I agree but have you ever sat him down to explain how adulthood works between a man and a woman?" Qiren was suddenly the most understanding person in the room. 'Twins fighting over a girl, Huizhong getting closer to one. There is hope for this clan's future.' His mind was singing to a more satisfying tune. Lan Xichen could see right through his fake frown and that bleached goatee.
The students who were found guilty in connection to the trade market going on the Cloud Recesses were given a lighter punishment.
Qiren refrained from speaking extensively about Lan Xiang using resentful energy in the Cloud Recesses. Xiang defended himself by saying he picked it up from the Nie Clan's method of harnessing unclean energy from animals. It made it hard for them to fully punish him on a harsh scale.
As for YongMing, the Seniors were careful with his penalty because of who his parents were. "Do not be lenient with him," Lan Wangji's voice turned heads. Wei Ying could not utter a word seeing the stoic expression on his husband's face. Lan Xichen wished to temper the situation with mercy but Wangji forbade it.
"He chose to break the rules, let him suffer the consequences," Wangji said. YongMing did not expect anything less from his old man, and he didn't have the guts to cry out to his mother.
Xichen, "Wangji, you know what could happen if I do that."
Lan Wangji, "Do it."
Wei Ying, "Wait, what could happen?"
Xichen, "Brother in law, Lan Xing broke the rules on a large scale. Im afraid he might get punished with the clan's sacred whip."
Wei Ying looks at Wangji again, trying not to hate him for suggesting that their son receive similar scars like the ones on his back. But he withholds his anger and lowers himself to begging. "Zewujun, he's only a boy. If anyone should be blamed for this, it should be me, his mother. I did not train him well... Anything but the sacred whip."
Xichen,"Brother in law...,"
"This court owes me for the time I took the whip for a false accusation. Do me this favour and I'll forget this court ever made a mistake," Wei Ying didnt care if he came off as a bad parent. No one was going to leave permanent scars on his son.
"...," Lan Wangji clenched his fist but kept his mouth shut. Remembering the incident hurt his pride. It was as if Wei Ying was reminding him of his failures as a husband in front of their children.
"Master Wei, there are other ways of punishing my nephew that does not involve the whip. We are not here to mar but correct him," Lan Xichen consoled Wei Ying in his own way. Lan Qiren was too happy to disagree.
That night the children found their mother sitting in their room at Jingshi. Wei Ying put on pure white robes and held his hair in a bun. Beside him was a cane as thick as his thumb. "Sit," his tone was devoid of his loving nature. Fearfully, the boys drew nigh and sat on the mat on the left side.
"Before I begin, is there anything the two of you would like to say?" Wei Ying waited patiently. After the period of silence, he picked up the cane, bending and checking for flexibility and grip. That alone made Xing's heart shake with fear and he cries out, "Mother...,"
"The time to speak has passed," Wei Ying silenced him. "When you hear your name, stand before me and lift up your robes... Lan YongZheng."
"Mother please," Xing pouts. Aside from the one time he got smacked for shoving his sister, their mother had never gotten physical, not to talk of using a whip. "Mother...,"
"Are you going to disobey me?!" Wei Ying growled. "Do you have any idea how you've both shamed me and your father? Lan YongMing your duty was to study and protect your brother, not cause trouble for others. Am I so irrelevant that you would not restrain yourself for my sake!"
Lan Xing, "*sob* I didn't mean to upset you mother."
"And yet you did! Both of you!" Wei Ying retorted. It is when he motions for the younger to come forth that he sees the silent tears in his eyes. Obediently, Xiang lifted his robes.
At the first strike, he winced. When the sixth stroke landed he was tempted to drop his robes, feeling the repeated sting on his calf. "You should be ashamed of yourself, telling on your brother for selfish reasons. *Whip* No child of mine will envy his brother for reasons as foolish as this!" Wei Ying hit harder and it drew the first solid cry. "No child of mine will be ungrateful and cruel to his own brother! Who was it that covered for you when you broke that boy's arm? Who always had your back whenever you were down or upset or got into trouble!" Xiang moved from the spot, legs shaking. His mother gave him to the count of three to get back in position.
"Please mother, he is sorry. Tell him you're sorry Xiang!" Xing could not bear seeing his brother suffer. But his tears made Xiang feel worse. Lan Xiang remained silent, feeling he deserved more strokes for letting anger cloud his judgement. Why did he overreact, or forget that Xing thought girls were gross to begin with. Why did get so furious because he didn't have the same courage as Xing to talk freely with her? He only wanted to be her friend.
Wei Ying stopped when Xiang's legs wobbled so much that he thought the boy would fall. "Lan Xing, your turn," he hardened his eyes as Xiang limped to the mat.
Wei Ying watched YongMing lift his robes, exposing the white pants beneath. He was harder on YongMing, reminding him of his role as the elder. Although he cried and apologized over and over again, Xing did not move from the spot.
All the while, Lan Wangji had been waiting for Wei Ying in the Master bedroom, wanting to talk about the day's event. He needed to talk to his partner, regardless of the outcome. But after some time Lan Wangji figured he may be with the Twins, probably trying to get them to make up.
The jade was not prepared for the whimpering sounds that came from the children's room when he went over to get his spouse. And when he slid the doors open his heart sank. Wei Ying did not stop till he doubled the number whips for Xing. "Now reflect on your actions and go to bed," Wei Ying stood up and walked out of the room.
A moment later Wangji chases after him. "Let go of me," Wei Ying struggles when Wangji encircles him from behind. "I said let go!" He fought his way out. Lan Wangji barely leaves him for two seconds before trying again.
"I gave you stubborn children, right?"
"That's not true Wei Ying," Lan Wangji was troubled seeing him like this. Wei Ying cherished those boys too much to hit them, so Wangji knew he would be hurting for doing that now. "They are children, children make mistakes my love."
"They probably hate me for hitting them," Wei Ying sniffed.
"No, they don't," Lan Wangji wiped his tears wearing a sweet smile. "Knowing YongMing, Im sure they're laughing about it as we speak."
"Don't tease me, Lan Zhan, Im very upset. I've never seen them cry so much," Wei Ying moped. Lan Wangji kisses his forehead and then raises a brow, "Are you sure or did you forget they did worse when they were younger."
"*Sniff* Hanguangjun, that's different."
Lan Wangji engulfed Wei Ying in a proper hug, swaying him from side to side. "Only the son of Wei Wuxian can deceive the entire Cloud Recesses. Xing doesn't drink, yet manages to serve overpriced liquor in a place that's forbidden. Are we sure about letting our son become a cultivator? Seems like a smart businessman to me... I should ask him for tips on how to grow our town."
"Pfft...*sniff*...Now you're being silly Lan Zhan. Besides, only your son would snitch on someone like that. Your jealousy is poisonous Lan Zhan, look what it's turned our sweet Xiang into? It's all your fault."
"Is it?" Wangji hugs him tighter, a small snicker escaping his lips.
"Mn, all of it," Wei Ying snuggles in his chest, letting the love overshadow this trial. "They are good boys Wei Ying. Don't get too disheartened, hm?" Lan Wangji ended up calming the storm instead of starting it.
The following day came, and the boys got their sentence. The other students involved we're given a lesser punishment.
Lan Xichen decided that Xing would serve at the ancestral hall and also be secluded away from the rest of the students for a period of four months to reflect and reform. He was also prohibited from going out of the Cloud Recesses or anywhere else during that period. To top that, Lan Qiren wanted to handle Xing's studies on his own. Now Wei Ying truly felt sorry for his son.
Late at night when the Cloud Recesses was asleep, Xiang was awoken by a shuffling sound. He opened his eyes when he felt the hem of his pants being folded up.
"...," He sat up. Yongming was at the foot of the bed, holding a small urn. From the strong smell, he knew it was ointment. Xing continued what he was doing, not minding how his brother stared at him. "Ge, are you not mad at me?"
"I am...I'm very mad at you Xiang. But it doesn't stop you from being my brother," Xing said.
Xiang looks at him remorsefully, "Can you forgive me?"
"...Mn...but it won't easily be forgotten. I'm done, you can go to sleep now," Xiang crawled away.
"What about you? Mother hit you more and harder," Xiang said.
"It's none of your business. Don't worry about me, just go to sleep!" Xing placed the ointment aside and fought his way under the blanket, turning to his side of the bed. About seven minutes later, just when he was about to fall asleep, Xing felt his brother's fingers tracing the raw marks on his legs with medicine.
"Ge, Im sorry."
"Mn," Xing hums without looking, believing he could never share his deepest secrets with his brother anymore. It was too dangerous.
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Ouyang Zizhen did not drag his feet when Jin Ling summoned him. Anything to get merry with his best friend. Getting to Koi Tower, it was clear something had happened. Instead of going to the clan leader's quarters, Zizhen was directed elsewhere. A guest house to be precise.
"Zizhen, you're here," Jin Rulan marched out to meet him, swinging his hands proudly.
"You're extra happy to see me, Rulan," Zizhen locked Jin Ling's head in his armpit after a proper bow.
"Zizhen, when will you grow up!" Jin lin was dishevelled.
"Never!" Zizhen exclaimed.
"Can you two quiet down, you'll wake the baby!" Jingyi warned.
"Baby?...What baby?" Zizhen slowly let go, waiting for answers to that bizarre statement. Jin Ling exchanged looks with his partner. "Come inside Zizhen," he said. With a foggy mind, Zizhen followed the couple into the house. Walking into the main room, the first thing to grab his attention was the number of toys and gifts but going into the inner chamber and discovering the cradle, Zizhen was thrown into space.
"Uhhh, Rulan, Jingyi, what's going on here?" He couldn't help but stare at the young maiden carrying the child as Rulan cautiously took over to show his most trusted friend.
"Ouyang Zizhen, I want you to be the first to meet your godson," Jin Ling said.
Zizhen laughed at the cock and bull story, "You're kidding right."
"No," Lan Jingyi joined them, adjusting the swaddling cloth. "This little prince here is our son," he said.
To be continued...
I hope you enjoyed this extra chapter. Thanks for reading, sorry for any grammatical errors and the length. See you in the next update.
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