The night wind swept by. Lan XiChen’s hair and forehead ribbon were already somewhat disheveled. However, the GusuLan Sect’s sect leader, who had always regarded appearance highly, didn’t pay any attention to them. He only put down Liebing after the song had finished, “Music is forbidden at night in the Cloud Recesses. Today I have gone many times too far. Excuse me, Young Master Wei.”
"Brother-in-law seemed sad." said Wei Wuxian.
"He is." said Jingyi.
"Add to that that he found out his trusted friend betrayed him." he added.
"Where's ChengCheng? Why don't he comfort his husband?" asked Wei Wuxian.
"A-niang was mad during that time. This Young Mistress Jin ran away from his home and he ended up in trouble." said Jingyi.
"Didn't you get into trouble as well?" asked Jin Ling.
"Well, we were on night hunt. Who would expect that it will bring us in trouble?" Jingyi asked back.
"You guys are in trouble?" asked Jiang Cheng.
"It's nothing jiujiu/a-niang." said the two and Jiang Cheng just looked at them with a raised brow.
Wei WuXian, “How so? ZeWu-Jun, have you forgotten that the person standing in front of you is the person who has broken the most rules…”
Lan XiChen smiled, “The GusuLan Sect had never revealed to the outside WangJi and my pasts. I should not have told you. Tonight was my sudden urge to unburden myself, a spur of the moment.”
Wei WuXian, “I’m not the kind of person who talks too much. Don’t worry, ZeWu-Jun.”
"Well, people knew about it now, brother-in-law." said Wei Wuxian.
Lan Xichen chuckled.
"Looks like every secret of ours will be shown." he said.
"Not mine." said Jiang Cheng.
"Because I don't have one." he added.
"You seemed to have a lot in the future, ChengCheng." said Wei Wuxian.
"It won't be that worse." said Jiang Cheng.
Wei Wuxian just gave him a look.
Lan XiChen, “Regardless, I would assume that WangJi would not hide anything from you anyways.”
Wei WuXian, “If he doesn’t wish to talk about something then I won’t ask.”
Lan XiChen, “But, with WangJi’s personality, how could he say anything if you do not ask? There are some things that even if you ask him he would not say.”
"It's about his feelings, right?" asked Jin Zixuan.
"Yes." answered Lan Xichen.
"So, you must talk everything to him, Wuxian." he added.
"I will. Besides, Lan Zhan always listens to me." he added.
"And he's way more different than his future self." he continued.
"I disagree." said Jiang Cheng.
"They're still the same for me." he added.
"At least, I already know his feelings." said Wei Wuxian.
"The personality, I mean." said Jiang Cheng.
Wei WuXian was going to speak again when he heard footsteps come from behind him. He turned around to see Lan WangJi approach, bathed in moonlight. His right hand held two round liquor jars with red covers. Wei WuXian’s eyes lit up, “HanGuang-Jun, you really are considerate!”
Lan WangJi walked closer and gave him the jars of Emperor’s Smile. Jars in his arm, Wei WuXian walked inside. To his back, Lan WangJi shook his head, though his gaze was softer than ever. Lan XiChen glanced at him, “You took them from your room?”
Lan WangJi nodded.
"Lan Zhan loves me so much." said Wei Wuxian.
"Lan Zhan, we'll also make a stash of alcohol in your Jingshi, okay?" he asked.
"Whatever Wei Ying wants." said Lan Wangji.
"Just don't make him drunk." said Jiang Cheng.
"I have enough of drunk Lans." he added.
"We'll see." said Wei Wuxian with a grin.
Lan XiChen, “It is best… if you do not touch liquor again. Be careful not to have what happened back then happen again.”
His eyes landed on the clothes beside Lan WangJi’s collarbones. Lan WangJi looked down as well, at where the center of his chest was, “It will not happen again.”
Lan XiChen forced a smile. He sighed right after.
"What are they talking about?" asked Wei Wuxian.
"The scar. I think they're talking about the scar." said Jiang Cheng.
"What about it?" asked Wei Wuxian.
"Maybe because Wangji-xiong was drunk and he made that scar himself." said Nie Huaisang.
"Why would he? It hurts." said Wei Wuxian.
"How would we know?" asked Jin Zixuan.
"You're not helping." said Wei Wuxian.
After Lan XiChen went away, Lan WangJi walked inside and gently closed the door behind him. Wei WuXian took off the covers of the jars as he continued to think about the stories of Lan An, the founder of the GusuLan Sect, and QingHeng-Jun, The GusuLan Sect really is a strange sect. Although the founder was a monk and its style is so orthodox, it really… raises many romantics.
"Now, you believed they are romantics." said MianMian.
"Yes! Lan Zhan is very romantic kind of a person." said Wei Wuxian.
"Him being romantic is dangerous." said Jiang Cheng.
The juniors nodded their heads.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but look at the other descendent of the GusuLan Sect in the room.
Lan WangJi was reading a book, his head down. A paper lantern was on the corner of the desk. Against the soft light of the fire, his face was even more like a piece of fine jade. Even his indifferent expression and his light eyes seemed to have been glazed a shade warmer. He was so beautiful that it seemed unreal. Caught by the moment, Wei WuXian was somehow entranced. Involuntarily, he inched closer.
Lan WangJi looked up, asking, “What?”
"He was hypnotized by your beauty." said Nie Huaisang with a laugh.
"Who wouldn't?" asked Wei Wuxian.
"Shameless." said Lan Qiren.
"You already have one to focus on, Lan-shufu. You don't have to be mean to me anymore." Wei Wuxian said with a pout.
"What are you talking about?" asked Lan Qiren.
"You know." said Wei Wuxian with a grin.
Wei WuXian immediately returned to himself, “Nothing. Your bookmark looks quite pretty.”
Lan WangJi’s bookmark was a dried flower in a light shade. It had been kept with much care, its color as vibrant ever. The petals and the veins were so delicate that it seemed to be alive. Between pages, it let off a soft aroma.
Wei WuXian picked out the bookmark and asked, “Herb peony?”
Lan WangJi, “Mn.”
"It's beautiful." said Wei Wuxian.
"But Wangji's bookmark isn't like that." said Lan Xichen.
"Maybe he changed it." said Jiabg Cheng.
"He's using the same bookmark eversince we were kids." said Lan Xichen.
"Even a bookmark is trivial to you?" asked Jiang Cheng.
"I'm just having a feeling about it. Looks like there's nore to it." answered Lan Xichen.
"Leave it." said Jiang Cheng.
Wei WuXian played with the bookmark in his hands before giving it back to him, “Your brother received quite a big shock.”
With care, Lan WangJi put the dried herb peony back into the book. He shut the pages, “Now that he has found the evidence, he will not tolerate this.”
Wei WuXian, “Of course. He’s your brother after all.”
No matter how close of a relationship Lan XiChen and Jin GuangYao had, he was still from the GusuLan Sect and had his own principles.
"I won't tolerate it." said Lan Xichen.
"Justice is far more important to me." he added.
"That's good." said Nie Huaisang.
"Besides, a close relationship is nothing against one's principle." he added.
Wei WuXian opened one jar of liquor, The time before the last time Lan Zhan was drunk, he answered honestly that he’s never had the Emperor’s Smile in his room before. Then why did he hide them? He couldn’t have been saving them just for me, could he? It’s a bit shameless if I think about it this way. Speaking of it, should I apologise for the whole thing with the forehead ribbon? After all I’ve played with it so many times already. What if he’s so embarrassed that he gets mad and kicks me out of here? No matter what, I’ve fooled around so much and he hasn’t gotten angry at all, clearly his self-restraint is getting better and better. I’m sure that even if I fool around some more he won’t get angry. No, I shouldn’t ask him. How about I just pretend that I don’t know what the forehead ribbon means. Then, next time, I’ll be able to pull it again on purpose. If he gets mad, I’ll pretend to be innocent and say that I didn’t know. Ignorance isn’t a sin…
Wei WuXian was feeling quite pleased with himself. Lan WangJi asked, “What happened?”
"He doesn't care about it, Wuxian." Lan Xichen chuckled.
"I know." Wei Wuxian said proudly.
"He's letting you do whatever you want because he was strict to you when you were young." said Sizhui.
"And he regretted being like that." he added.
"It's because he was shy about his feelings." said Lan Xichen.
"Mn. And he doesn't know what to do with it." said Sizhui.
He turned around with a serious expression, “Nothing. I’m in a good mood.” Not paying attention, he opened a jar, picked it up, and swallowed a gulp of it before suddenly spitting it out with a pfft.
Lan WangJi put down his book at once, “What happened this time?”
Wei WuXian waved his hands, “Nothing! Nothing, nothing!”
As he said nothing, he put the jar back where it had been and picked up another one with a dejected look on his face.
The last time he snuck a jar of liquor, he purposely put water inside to surprise Lan WangJi if he ever drank it. However, he didn’t know that his luck was so bad. The two jars that Lan WangJi had brought just happened to include this jar of pure water, and he drank it himself.
"I told you!" Jiang Cheng exclaimed.
"He end up drinking it." he added.
"A proof that Jiang Cheng can really predict the future." said Wei Wuxian.
"Poor Wei-xiong." laughed Nie Huaisang.
Wei Wuxian pouted at them.
Ever after he came back, whenever he wanted to tease Lan WangJi, he ended up shooting himself in the foot. He just couldn’t understand it!
Wei WuXian slept sometime later. He was asleep until early morning when he suddenly woke up. With a shiver, he crawled forward and looked up. Lan WangJi’s was still dressed, sword was on his back. As he took back the hand that he had put on Wei WuXian’s shoulder, he stared at a white object within his palm, “We have an uninvited guest.”
"Now what?" asked Wei Wuxian.
"Can they let me have a good rest?" he added.
"Who do you thunk it is, though?" asked Nie Huaisang.
"Have no idea." said Wei Wuxian.
"Who would visit us uninvited?" he asked.
Wei WuXian squinted to see. The object was the GusuLan Sect’s jade token of passage. He could recall that Lan WangJi’s token was a very high level, able to alert him if others intruded over the barrier of the GusuLan Sect.
But nobody had dared intrude the Cloud Recesses in dozens of years. Wei WuXian hopped off the bed. He discovered that his outer robe had been taken off sometime during his sleep. He put it on as he spoke, “Who is it?”
"You're greatest enemy." said Zizhen.
"I have no enemy." said Wei Wuxian.
The juniors stared at him.
"It's true." he said.
"Whatever." said Jin Ling.
"It's someone whom we called your greatest enemy even though you don't think of him like that." he added.
"Okay." Wei Wuxian just said and shrugged.
Lan WangJi shook his head, gesturing for Wei WuXian to follow him. The two had walked stealthily until they arrived at at a residence amid lush bamboos. Light seeped from the paper windows. Wei WuXian glanced at the wooden plaques in front of the courtyard, “The Hanshi?”
As expected, Lan XiChen sat back-straight within the room. Seeing the two enter, he didn’t seem surprised at all. He exchanged a look with Lan WangJi, and both of them understood. Lan WangJi led Wei WuXian to sit behind the screen.
A while later, the bamboo curtains of the Hanshi were lifted. A series of soft footsteps entered the room. The person seemed to have sat down before Lan XiChen.
"Who wants to bet?" asked Jingyi.
"Un-lan, be serious for once." said Jiang Cheng.
"But it's exciting to know everybody's opinion." said Jingyi.
"Whatever." said Jiang Cheng.
"It's Jin GuangYao!" Wei Wuxian suddenly exclaimed.
"You got it right." said Jiang Cheng.
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That's what I thought about Madam Lan though.
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