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It's a particularly good day when Lan XiChen steps out of his secluded meditation. It's just the start of autumn. The weather is somewhat cooler but the sun is out and since he's feeling particularly good, he thinks he will be able to return to his duties. He walks along the path across the forest and along the river and ponds leading up to the main compound. He takes as much fresh air as he can, remembering the exercise he hasn't been done for a long time: five steps for every intake of breath, ten steps for every exhalation.

A disciple who happens to pass by immediately greets him and asks him if he needed anything prepared. Lan XiChen considers the time and even though he feels a bit hungry, it's already past lunch time. So he asks for tea and some snacks to be brought to his Jingshi and inquires about his uncle and brother. The disciple informs him that Lan Qiren is away for a meeting with several sect leaders. Hanguang-jun is in the Library Pavilion. Lan XiChen nods and thanks the disciple.

Instead of heading directly to the Jingshi, Lan XiChen makes his way toward the Library Pavilion. He figures he will invite his brother to have tea with him. Lan XiChen is aware that due to his decision to enter secluded meditation, he has caused Lan WangJi to be exceptionally busy whenever his brother is back in Gusu now. Especially this time around with Lan Qiren away, Lan WangJi practically has to oversee everything. And even though Lan WangJi still visits him from time to time, those are very short visits. He has also heard that Lan WangJi has not came out for a night-hunt for some time; letting Wei WuXian leading and supervising the disciples all by himself. It is not a chore and both his brother and brother-in-law are doing it gladly. Still, Lan XiChen wants to make it up to them. Even if only a little bit.

The tranquility of the Library Pavilion is undisturbed, as always. The magnolia tree hasn’t started to shed its leaves but then again that tree never really going dormant even in winter. Lan XiChen notices that the doors are closed but they are not locked. He pushes them open without a sound, letting the cooler breeze comes through. He doesn't see anyone inside but he can sense someone definitely there. Without hesitating, he enters the restricted section.

Lan WangJi is sitting in front of the only table inside the room; books and scrolls stacked in front of and around him. He flips a page carefully as his eyes diligently absorbs whatever information written inside. However, his head snaps as he senses another person's presence; eyes sharp and on guard but immediately soften as he sees Lan XiChen. He immediately stand up and bows in greeting. "Brother."

Lan XiChen smiles warmly as he returns the greeting. "Wangji."

Lan WangJi stares at his brother and Lan XiChen can read the excitement combining with worry that flash across his brother's eyes. "I feel quite alright." He assures his little brother. Seeing that Lan WangJi has taken a step to the side as if he's giving the space for Lan XiChen to sit down, Lan XiChen complies and does so. Lan WangJi moves to sit across the table in front of his brother. "How have you been, Wangji?" Lan XiChen asks warmly.

"I am good."

"That is good to hear." Lan XiChen nods, looking very pleased. He steals a glance at the book Lan WangJi was reading when he came in. He reaches out to check the cover. "Medical book? What are you researching?"

"A condition."

Lan XiChen tilts his head, trying to translate his brother's answer. He looks at Lan WangJi curiously, "Is someone ill? It's not Uncle, is it?"

"Uncle is well."

Somehow Lan XiChen translates that as 'Uncle is as good as he can get with my husband around'. However, Lan XiChen's brows furrow a bit. "Then, is it Wei-gongzi?"

This time, there is a pause. As he takes another glance at his brother, Lan XiChen only notices that Lan WangJi is wearing a slight creases in between his eyebrows. He can feel worry starts to creep inside him, as well. Being in secluded meditation doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about what is happening outside, and taking consideration of Wei WuXian's character that he knows of -- aside from the fact his current body is not as strong as his past body-- Wei WuXian is not someone who easily got sick. Because Lan WangJi still doesn't give him an answer, Lan XiChen takes it as a confirmation and takes another look at the books and scrolls in front of him. He frowns as he realizes that most of those are not only ancient medical books but also notes and journals on human’s body and forbidden practices on cultivation.

Now, what has that brother-in-law of his gotten himself in to?

Noticing the concern in his older brother's feature, Lan WangJi says, "Brother,"

"Something has happened to Wei-gongzi?"

“Mn.”

Lan XiChen frowns, “I hope it does not have anything to do with his cultivation method. Although, judging from the way he does it now, it shouldn’t be any more problems. And you are cultivation partners so it should be safe for both of you.”

Lan WangJi nods but he still looks concerned. “I am not sure.”

"That is why you're looking it up?"

"Mn."

"Is he restless? How about his temper?"

Lan WangJi seems to consider for a moment. "He is not restless."

Lan XiChen cannot help but reflect on the time when Nie Mingjue was struggling with his own symptoms of qi deprivation. "I guess I do not need to suggest you play Cleansing for him."

"Mn."

"Does it work, then?"

"No."

Lan XiChen looks at the books again. "How long have you been down here?"

Lan WangJi's head moves ever so slightly. "Three days."

"And?"

"...I have found nothing."

Lan XiChen frowns. Usually, it's not hard for him to be able to understand what his brother is trying to say but this time, he's a bit clueless. He looks at his younger brother and somehow senses that Lan WangJi is expecting him to ask. So he does. "Wangji. Tell me the truth."

Lan WangJi takes longer before he looks up and fixes his gaze with Lan XiChen.

***

Wei WuXian's eyes flicker open. He blinks away the blurry vision and wipes the lower half of his face. He peers to the sitting area of the Jingshi and judging from the light outside, he's only been napping for about an hour or two. He closes his eyes as he feels a slight dizziness. He waits until it subdues. Then he touches his stomach. The nausea has gone and his stomach seems to have calmed down, as well.

“Lan Zhan?”

No reply. Lan WangJi must have been already back in the Library again. He notices a tray of food on top of the desk. Lan WangJi brought it for him earlier on but Wei WuXian could only swallow three mouthfuls before whining that he couldn't take anymore or he'd throw up, which he did. It seems that that husband of his decided to leave the food there in case Wei WuXian is feeling peckish as soon as he wakes up from his nap. Well, he doesn't. The longer he stares at the food, he feels nausea takes over him again.

Wei WuXian immediately turns his face away. He tries not to gag and throw up. As soon as he calms down, he slowly drags his body to sit up; feeling a sudden craving of tea as he does so. A very sweet tea. It’s the only thing that can go pass his throat safely now. Not just any tea infused with flowers as they only has distinct sweetness. What he wants is not just a distinctness or aftertaste. He wants it to be actually sweet. He bites on the tip of his tongue. His palate probably has turned weird because all of those bland but weirdly sweet Gusu dishes.

He scratches the back of his head as he looks around the Jingshi again. He can feel the cool breeze comes in from the window and shivers a bit. He looks at the brazier and finds it not lit yet so he can't make that tea. With much difficulty, he walks out to find a disciple or a servant to help him.

***

"Pregnant."

Other people probably would have blush or flustered or anything but Lan WangJi's expression is forever not changing and Lan XiChen doesn't expect otherwise. However, he can see an unreadable expression runs across Lan WangJi's eyes. He figures his own expression right now is just the same.

“You mean with a baby?”

“Mn.”

Lan XiChen knows he must sound so stupid right now. He clears his throat. "I am sure this is something to expect from a married couple, but Wangji, I have to ask, how?"

Lan WangJi looks impassively at Lan XiChen.

Lan XiChen can't help but laugh, "That is not what I meant, Wangji." Feeling warm creeping up the back of his neck.

A second later, Lan WangJi looks down at the books and scrolls in front of them.

Lan XiChen follows his gaze and thinks for a moment, "You think Wei-gongzi did something?"

The corner of Lan WangJi's eyes twitch.

"I do not mean to say that he would go behind your back and did something...tricky. Forgive me for even suggesting. But you do think it probably has something to do with his cultivation, am I right?"

Lan WangJi nods curtly. Lan XiChen can tell that Lan WangJi must be feeling miserable to suspect Wei WuXian of anything after all what they had gone through. But it is weird that even after three days, Lan WangJi can't find anything about this strange happening. "Pregnant." Lan XiChen can't help but repeating the word. "Are you sure, Wangji?"

"The physician is sure."

"The physician?"

"Wei Ying was sick for three days. Refusing to eat."

"I see." Lan XiChen nods.

"Sleeps all day long."

"Does he?"

Now, those don't sound like signs of qi deprivation or any effect of forbidden cultivation. It's more like Wei WuXian has just used up all of his spiritual energy and is in the process of replenishing it. But if it's the case, refusing to eat is strange, indeed.He wants to sympathize, but he doesn't know if it was what his brother needs right now. He looks down at the books and scrolls, too. "Do you want me to look once again with you?"

"Yes."

Lan XiChen takes one of the scrolls as Lan WangJi takes the book he was reading earlier. Lan XiChen looks at his brother as his fingers untie the fastener of the scroll. "WangJi,"

"Brother,"

Lan XiChen offers him one of his most sincere and warm smile, "Congratulations."

***

Since Lan WangJi has informed him that the physician forbids Wei WuXian to move around too much, Lan XiChen decides to visit the couple at their Jingshi. Two servants come with him, bringing their dinner.

As the servants are laying out the food on the table, Wei WuXian pales at the sight of the food and feels his stomach reacts immediately. But he doesn't want to be rude to Lan XiChen who just got out from his secluded meditation. He clenches his fists under the table, trying his best not to run away and hurl whatever he still has in his stomach. Aware of his husband's face going even paler, Lan WangJi rests one of his hand on Wei WuXian's back and gives him a gentle rub.

Lan XiChen dismisses the servants then asks Wei WuXian carefully, "Do you really can not take anything, Wei-gongzi? You look really pale."

"I'm so sorry, ZeWu-Jun, but it seems I definitely can't tolerate food at all at the moment. Better not risk it. Oh. But I am okay with sweet tea."

"Sweet tea?"

"With honey. It is calming." Lan WangJi explained.

Lan XiChen looks at Wei WuXian with genuine concern, which makes Wei WuXian feeling a bit uncomfortable. They should be worrying over Lan XiChen, not the other way around. As if understanding what goes on through Wei WuXian's mind, Lan XiChen smiles at him. "I am feeling quite good right now, Wei-gongzi. Thank you for your concern. However, your… problem right now is more pressing, I think."

Wei WuXian blinks. Then he turns to Lan WangJi. "You told him already?" he demands.

Lan WangJi nods. "Brother found me in the Library."

Wei WuXian purses his lips. Of course, these Twin Jade won't be able to lie or to keep anything from each other. However, as much as they want to conceal it for now, sooner or later people would know about his current situation, what's with the physician forbidding him to move around too much. The elder female cultivator who came to look at him also think the same, so that gives Lan WangJi the seal to keep Wei WuXian inside the Jingshi. The juniors also would be back from the night-hunt trip in two or three days and with Lan Qiren away, they would demand to hand in their notes to Lan WangJi as soon as possible just for the sake of telling Wei WuXian about their trip. And Wei WuXian figures he won't be able to avoid the physical change that's bound to happen whether he wants it or not.

Unconsciously, he rests a hand on top of his abdomen. Lan WangJi offers him a cup of sweet tea. Realizing that he has somehow made the atmosphere a bit weird, Wei WuXian waves his hand dismissively. "Don't mind me. Please, have your dinner. I have this sweet tea so I'm good."

Exchanging glances, the Twin Jade nods to each other and starts eating. As expected, they don't make any sound as they eat. Wei WuXian obediently waits, sipping on his tea and refilling the cup nonstop. Soon after, Lan WangJi seems like he has finished eating as he puts down his chopsticks and take a plate of food before turning to Wei WuXian, "Eat a little." Lan WangJi says to him.

Wei WuXian grimaces and literally inching away from Lan WangJi. "Don't want." he whines as he shakes his head.

"You promised."

"No~ Lan Zhan, please don't make me."

"Remember what Physician Cai said."

"But, Lan Zhan, I swear to you the moment that food touch my mouth, I will throw it up again." he whines.

"Wei Ying."

"No!" and he shamelessly scoots over to Lan XiChen's side and hides behind Lan XiChen's shoulder. "ZeWu-Jun, help!"

Lan XiChen, however, feels highly amused at the childish display. To everyone's surprise, he reaches up to touch Wei WuXian's head. "Is it probably because you have to chew? How about this soup, then? It's super nutritious and it should be easy for your stomach." He suggests.

With Lan XiChen clearly taking his younger brother's side, Wei WuXian feels like he can't escape so he reluctantly receives the offered small bowl. Scrunching up his nose out of habit every time he's offered such soup, he takes a couple of quick sips before putting the bowl down and quickly downs his sweet tea again. "There. Satisfied?" He glowers at Lan WangJi.

Lan XiChen laughs. "Wei-gongzi, I'm the one who offered you the soup, what are you glowering at Wangji for?"

Wei WuXian huffed up, bringing himself as tall as he can, "Well, he made me like this, for one!"

Lan WangJi, however, looks extremely calm. "Should I apologize?"

Lan XiChen almost burst out a laugh while Wei WuXian pouts even more. "Did you hear that? Can you believe that, Zewu-jun? He made me like this and he still has the guts to check in the Library if it's somehow my cultivation's fault. The nerve you have, HanGuang-Jun! You should take responsibility and take care of me, instead!"

Lan WangJi nods at his husband's words. "I will take care of you."

Wei WuXian sighs as he covers his face with both of his hands. "What am I supposed to do with you, Lan WangJi?"

Lan XiChen finds himself feeling quite amused at how the two act around each other. The last time he saw them interacting was practically on that eventful day at the Guanyin Temple which was quite embarrassing, to be honest. But seeing at how the sharp and cold edges around Lan WangJi seems to soften and melt; and even though Wei WuXian is complaining loudly, his eyes are sparkling brilliantly. He silently releases a sigh as he feels a pang inside his chest. Lan XiChen shakes his head slightly. It won't do. He can't be like this. Balling his hands into fists, he takes a deep breath and reaches out to pour tea for all of them.

He coughs to attract the attention of the two in front of him. He offers the tea for them. "Have you told anyone else about this?"

Wei WuXian shakes his head, settling himself neatly beside Lan WangJi again. "So far it’s only Physician Cai and you, ZeWu-Jun..."

Lan WangJi places an arm around Wei WuXian's waist. "We will not say anything until it is clear."

"But how are we going to make sure about this? Did Physician Cai say anything else?" Lan XiChen asks.

Wei WuXian shrugs. "Indeed he said that my pulse and my symptoms scream everything about pregnancy but, well, I'm a man. It should be impossible. He never heard about any case like this! He said that if it's indeed a pregnancy, then I'm about 6 weeks far."

"Ah. So you're not too far along."

"Do you know anything about pregnancy, Zewu-jun?" Wei WuXian raises an eyebrow.

"I only heard a thing or two. After all, this is a matter that only a physician and a woman would know." Lan XiChen admits.

"Wait another month." Lan WangJi adds in, probably sensing that Wei WuXian is ready to change the direction of their conversation.

Lan XiChen tilts his head to the side, confused.

Wei WuXian elbows Lan WangJi on his side. "Physician Cai said even if we couldn't find anything on any literature about how this could happen to me, he still think it's best to wait another month to make sure that I am, indeed, carrying HanGuang-Jun's child in me."

They look thoughtful for a moment.

"HanGuang-Jun, you've been cooped up in the Library for three whole days! Are you sure you didn't miss anything?" Wei WuXian asks.

Lan WangJi caresses his waist. He nods. "Brother also helped me."

Wei WuXian props his arms on the desk and bend over, using his folded arms to support his chin. He huffs, "How could this be? I thought Lan sect’s Library Pavilion is the most curated and complete source of literature in the whole world!"

There's a moment of pause before Lan WangJi's voice breaks the silence. "It is not."

Wei WuXian straightens up. "It's not? What do you mean?" He also turns to Lan XiChen to see if the older Twin Jade knows what his younger brother is talking about. And of course Lan XiChen nods his head.

"Even though we pride on our collections of ancient literature, Wei-gongzi, I have to admit that there is a place more superior than our Library Pavilion." Lan XiChen explains.

"There is truly such a place?" Wei WuXian still looks baffled. "How come I never heard of this place?"

"You have."

"I have?"

Lan XiChen chuckles. "You can't not know about this place, Wei-gongzi. It is, after all, very famous in every realm. It is famous for being able to provide you with an answer to any question in the whole world as long as you have the means to pay the price. Even lords and kings from neighboring kingdoms seek guidance about their political affairs from this place."

Wei WuXian blinks. He rakes his mind. Indeed, he has heard of this place in passing but a place with such illustrious reputation and not even has anything to do with cultivation world would probably only an exaggerated rumor. "You mean--" he begins.

Lan WangJi nods. “LangYa Hall.”

Wei WuXian opens his mouth to say something but a wave of nausea comes over him. He doesn’t even have the chance to excuse himself and run outside to throw up. It’s quite bad since he’s just retching so violently without anything really coming out of his guts. Well, he barely put anything inside his mouth, after all. Lan WangJi follows him and kneel beside him, rubbing the back of Wei WuXian's neck and wipe his mouth with his handkerchief. Lan XiChen thoughtfully brew another batch of tea and offers it to Wei WuXian when he has calmed down and Lan WangJi brings him inside to put him on the bed.

***

After saying good night and seeing Lan XiChen off, Lan WangJi goes to the back of the Jingshi to take the bathtub then fill it with hot water. This time, the tub is placed near the brazier. Lan WangJi makes sure there are still enough coal to keep the fire going. It makes the Jingshi's temperature way warmer but the physician has specifically mentioned that they have to be careful with the cold weather that is coming soon. Lan WangJi then closes the doors before approaching the bed and sit beside Wei WuXian. He touches his cheek gently and Wei WuXian’s eyes flutter open. He smiles, taking Lan WangJi's hand. He sighs as he rubs his cheek against Lan WangJi's palm. "I've been really rude to your brother, haven't I, Lan Zhan?"

"You are not well."

Wei WuXian chuckles. He guesses being taken care of by the Twin Jade of Gusu is not bad after all. Jokingly, he pushes Lan WangJi's shoulder away. "Come on. Even the physician didn't put it like that. Are you saying your own child is a disease, HanGuang-Jun?" The corner of his lips curl into a mock pout.

Lan WangJi looks thoughtful. "I did not say that."

Wei WuXian snorts.

"Wei Ying."

"I know, I know. I was only joking, Lan Zhan." He sits up so he can place a kiss on Lan WangJi's lips. He lets his arms snake around Lan WangJi's neck as Lan WangJi pulls him closer into a deeper kiss. Wei WuXian moans appreciatively into the kiss, letting his fingers travel to feel Lan WangJi’s cheekbone and down to his jawline. Lan WangJi pulls him even closer, almost crushing their bodies together. Wei WuXian gasps. He feels dizzy. He should know better than baiting Lan WangJi when he’s clearly not in his best condition like this but apparently he doesn’t need to worry about that because Lan WangJi is one step ahead of him; pulling away from the kiss as he bites Wei WuXian’s lower lip with a soft grunt; clearly holding back for Wei WuXian’s sake. However, he still showers Wei WuXian’s face with soft kisses.

“Come. You have to bathe.” He whispers as his hands reaches Wei WuXian’s sashes to undo them.

Wei WuXian only makes noises from his throat, still busy demanding kisses from Lan WangJi although finally he pulls away and takes the rest of his clothes off by himself. Gently, Lan WangJi scoops him up and put him inside the tub. He hisses as the water touches his skin. “It’s hot.”

“Wait here.” Lan WangJi goes out once again and comes back not long after with a small tub of cold water. He pours it into the bathtub. “How is it?” he asks as he mixes the water together.

Wei WuXian relaxes to lean against the tub, closing his eyes. “Better.” He then open an eye. “Not coming in?”

“I will wash you.” Lan WangJi says as he takes a soft cloth he has prepared nearby.

Wei WuXian pouts but doesn’t make another comment. But he still leans forward to demand another kiss. Lan WangJi dip the cloth into the water and starts wiping and scrubbing Wei WuXian’s skin gently.

“Say, Lan Zhan.”

“Mn?”

“Do you think LangYa Hall will have the answer? Because I’ve been trying to rack my mind and even the genius me can’t figure out how.”

Lan WangJi thinks for a moment. “There is a chance.”

Wei WuXian leans forward so Lan WangJi can scrub his back. “You’re thinking to go, aren’t you, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi doesn’t reply immediately. Wei WuXian understands that that means Lan WangJi is still seriously considering it. It’s practically a full minute before he says, “Mn.”

“Can I come?” Wei WuXian raises his head expectantly.

Lan WangJi looks at him. “What do you think?”

Wei WuXian pouts again and turns his back to his husband. “I will be so bored over here.”

“The children will be home in two days.” Lan WangJi says as he scrubs Wei WuXian’s upper arm.

“Mn.” Wei WuXian mimics Lan WangJi’s signature response. The next second, he yelps because Lan WangJi has bitten on his upper shoulder. “Lan Zhan! I cannot believe you! Why are you treating me like this? You said you’d take care of me and now you bite me!”

Lan WangJi lifts up his gaze and without losing a beat, he kisses the place he just bit. Wei WuXian scoffs despite his heart making a little somersault at Lan WangJi’s act. Lan WangJi drops another kiss before moving to wipe the front side.

When Lan WangJi reaches Wei WuXian’s abdomen, his movement turns somewhat more gentle. Even though they are not sure yet at the moment, it seems that he can’t help it. They had wondered about it once. Granted, it was only Wei WuXian spouting nonsense during their post-coital glow. And Lan WangJi isn’t someone who would entertain ridiculous ideas unless he has good, reasonable, and sound reasons to back said ideas. Even though Wei WuXian likes to spout nonsense, those are just nonsense; said to tease him. Lan WangJi never have dreamt that the nonsense his husband said would actually come into reality. The word ‘ridiculous’ almost skipped his lips when the physician related his diagnose several days ago but he managed not to say it out loud because no one would dare to lie (in exception of a certain former YiLing Patriarch) in the Cloud Recesses.

Noticing this, Wei WuXian smiles and places his hand on top of Lan WangJi’s hand to press it gently against his abdomen. We Wuxian moves his head to kiss the inner side of Lan WangJi’s warm. He chuckles. “You are truly a magnificent man, aren’t you, HanGuang-Jun. Imagine you would be recorded in not only medical books but also history books as the first man who impregnates another man! People will seek you for guidance and probably built a temple for you!”

“Do not joke.” Lan WangJi’s face turns dark for a moment.

“Relax a little bit, Lan Zhan. This is not a bad thing, isn’t it? I mean, I don’t know what would happen to me in the next, what, eight months? But I can consider this an adventure on its own!”

Lan WangJi shakes his head but there is a trace of a smile on the corner of his lips. “I am worried about you.”

“Hmm. This endless throwing up is indeed a problem. I can’t even drink alcohol. Tsk.” Wei WuXian clacks his tongue. “Well, no worries. Now that I know your horrible Gusu soup don’t make me throw up immediately, I will drink it every single day. How about that? Now, let me out, Lan Zhan.”

After taking Wei WuXian out of the tub and pat him dry, Lan WangJi is about to put Wei WuXian’s inner robe on him but Wei WuXian refuses. He lowers his voice as he tugs on the hem of Lan WangJi’s clothes, “I want to wear yours.”

Lan WangJi blinks. Wei WuXian often wear Lan WangJi’s inner robe but it’s usually by mistake. And somehow, hearing that makes his lower region stirs. Lan WangJi takes a deep breath silently and nods his head. He opens a chest to take one out and helps Wei WuXian into it. The white inner robe is too long and too big for Wei WuXian but Wei WuXian doesn’t care. He hums in delight and hugs Lan WangJi as he is put to bed again.

Lan WangJi then takes off his own clothes to take his bath. Wei WuXian looks at him and chuckles as his eyes falls on Lan WangJi’s semi-hard penis. Wei WuXian shifts to sit up, “Lan Zhan,” he slurs teasingly.

Lan WangJi gets into the tub and raises a hand. “Stay.” He says in warning.

Wei WuXian throws him a kiss. “Then be quick and come over here. You have to keep me warm, remember?”

Lan WangJi grunts. It’s obvious that he’s trying to control himself. He closes his eyes and stays in the tub for about fifteen minutes before coming out. He puts on his clothes and puts away the tub. When he comes back, he blows out all of the candles.

“Take off your outer robe, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian tells him and Lan WangJi complies. He lies beside Wei WuXian, covers their bodies with the blanket, and gathers Wei WuXian into his embrace. Wei WuXian snuggles closer, burying his face against Lan WangJi’s collar.

Lan WangJi looks down at Wei WuXian. “I will go tomorrow morning.” He informs Wei WuXian.

Wei WuXian releases a sigh, shuffling closer to his husband. “Well, I guess the sooner the better.”

“You have to promise to take care.” he whispers against Wei WuXian’s hair.

“I will.” Wei WuXian says, dropping a kiss on the closest exposed skin he can reach.

***

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It takes almost two and a half days for Lan WangJi to reach Mount LangYa on Bichen. He gets down from Bichen at the foot of the mountain to take a rest and restore his spiritual energy then he continues on foot. It is a requirement for everyone who wants to make any inquiry: they have to take the last leg of their journey up the mountain on foot. It takes him a whole day to reach the first gate of LangYa Hall. Unlike the gate of Cloud Recesses, there are no guard standing by.

He proceeds further until he reaches a clearing with two buildings. The one in the middle is small and consists only of four pillars and ornamented roof to protect a wall of small rectangular drawers. There is no one there. Lan WangJi then turns to a pole with a big gong perching on top of it. He takes the hammer hanging on the pole and use it to hit the gong. The sound resonates loud and clear but also humble and magical at the same time.

Lan WangJi waits.

Not long after, a young person in white robes appear. He bows in respect to Lan WangJi. “Welcome to LangYa Hall, Young Master. How we may be of help?”

Lan WangJi returns the bow. He doesn’t immediately reply but takes out a small jade token from inside his sleeves. “I am Lan WangJi from Gusu. I am here to see Master Lin.”

The jade is just the size of his palm, carved with cloud pattern surrounding a pair of wings. The young attendant scrutinizes the token for a moment then once again bows to Lan WangJi.

“I understand. Please, follow me.”

They leave the clearing and Lan WangJi follows the young attendant as he leads the way through gardens, pavilions, a small river, and ponds. The serene tranquility is almost the same with Gusu although the buildings here is not a white as the ones in Cloud Recesses. Lan WangJi spots a huge pavilion nestled almost into the mountain. It’s the main library and archive building of LangYa Hall. Several times, he can spot doves flying to or from the buildings.

The young attendant brings him to a pavillion. “If Young Master may wait here, I will inform my superior of your visit.” He bows again. Lan WangJi nods and enter the pavilion. There are tea and snacks on the table inside. Lan WangJi sits down and pours tea for himself. The windows on his left is open to the small koi pond outside. He stares at the pond for a moment as he sips his tea. It’s particularly good tea. Lan WangJi approves it. Then again, he remembers that LangYa Hall always serves the best tea.

***

Lin Chen is in the middle of his sword practice when his attendant approaches him. He retracts his sword and sheathe it. “What is it?”

When he is presented with the jade token, Lin Chen’s eyes go wide. He runs his thumb across the surface, smiling in excitement. “Well, well. This is rare. Did you ask for his name?”

“He said it’s Lan WangJi.”

Lin Chen nods a couple of time and hands his sword to his attendant. “I will see him.” he then adds, as if he only remembered it. “Check on the medicine I brew this morning. It should be ready now. Take it to Changsu.”

“Understood.”

“Ah. One more thing: go to my personal archive and take out the last chest and bring it to me.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

***

Although LangYa Hall is famous on its own as an institution that provides answers, the leader and owner of LangYa Hall is famous in his own right. Known widely as Old Master Lin, he is a master physician himself. He loves to travel long and far, collecting as much information and learn new methods on medicines. Lin Chen is his only son. He is just as good as his father, if not more. But where his father gives off an aura of a wise and patient old master, Lin Chen is rather quick-tempered and carefree.

In a glance, he can be easily mistaken as one of the disciples of Lan sect. People should just note that although he wears all white, his robes do not adorn any cloud pattern and obviously, he does not wear any forehead ribbon.

Lin Chen meets Lan WangJi at the guest pavilion. “Sorry to make you wait.” He says, not giving time to Lan WangJi to get up and greet. He sits across Lan WangJi and offers him a big smile. “How have you been, WangJi?”

Lan WangJi blinks but quick to recover from being surprised. He nods. “Lin Chen.”

Lin Chen rolls his eyes. “Still as concise as ever, aren’t you?” he teases. “Well, doesn’t matter. Since it’s you who came, I take it this is not a social visit. Anything you need from LangYa Hall?”

“I need to see the Old Master.”

“I figured.” Lin Chen waves his hand. “Unfortunately, you just missed him. He’s gone to yet another trip just this morning.”

“Then, I will tell you.”

Lin Chen pours tea for them as he listens to the account Lan WangJi tells him. His brows furrowed in deep thoughts the longer his listens. He refills their cups as Lan WangJi finishes his story. Lin Chen doesn’t make any comment or reply. He turns his cup in his hand, taking a sip, then presses the cup against his lips. “Curious,” he finally murmurs.

“You have never heard of this?”

Lin Chen shakes his head. “And I grew up reading my father’s collections of weird and curious medical journals.”

“A message.”

Lin Chen dismisses the idea. “I never know where the old man’s gone to. It’ll be troublesome to wait for the doves to find him. It could take months.”

“It is fine.”

Lin Chen looks at Lan WangJi. “Really? Didn’t you say you need to find out about this soon?”

“It will not make a difference.”

Lin Chen purses his lips. “Well, I guess you’re right. After all, you only need to know how it is possible. It won’t change the fact that your little husband is pregnant.”

“Wei Ying is not little.”

The pavilion almost shakes with Lin Chen’s laughter. “Wait. Wait. I am sure he is not little but you don’t have to say it out loud. For Heaven’s sake, Lan WangJi. You’re a Lan! I thought you would be more discreet and shy about these things!”

Lan WangJi blinks.

Lin Chen tries his best to pull himself together. Even so, it takes it a couple more minutes before he can sit straight. “Well,” he coughs into his fist. “You are more than welcome to find information from our archive here but you must know that it won’t come for free.”

“State the price.”

Lin Chen taps his chin with his thumb, making a face that he’s seriously thinking about the price. His eyes then falls to Lan WangJi’s side. “Your Bichen.”

“Unacceptable.” Lan WangJi replies immediately.

“Really? Not even for your dear husband?”

This time Lan WangJi appears to be hesitating. Lin Chen quickly refills Lan WangJi’s cup. “I’m only teasing you, WangJi. I wouldn’t let you into our archive because I know there’s nothing about this in there. I am sure as hell it’s not in my father’s or my personal archives, too.” He then takes a deep breath. “Well, there is only one way to make sure about this: I will come with you to Gusu.”

“I do not wish to be a burden.”

“What are you talking about? You came here presenting me with such a case, of course I have to come and see. I’m sure if the old man’s here, he would want to come and see by himself! It is basically my duty as a genius physician!”

Lan WangJi takes almost a minute before giving his answer. “I understand. We will go right away.”

Lin Chen slaps his knee in agreement. “Oh! Before I forget, does your brother still lock himself at the back mountain?”

Lan WangJi shakes his head. “Brother is well. He is back now.”

“Good.” Lin Chen nods. “Okay. I’ll let you rest. We will go in two hours.”

***

Back in the Cloud Recesses, Wei WuXian’s condition is not getting better. The physician said that it’s good that it’s not getting worse. At least, now there’s something else Wei WuXian can survive on although he hates the soup so much. The physician also takes extra precautions and has been coming to the Jingshi to perform acupuncture and acupressure on Wei WuXian. Lan XiChen has told the kitchen to make any kind of soup for Wei WuXian but they still taste either bland or sour with a tinge of sweetness. He can tolerate the sweetness, though.

Lan XiChen has been keeping him company since Lan WangJi went to LangYa. He brings Wei WuXian food, makes sure there's an endless supply of sweet tea, making conversation with him, reading poetry for him, and playing Cleansing on Liebing just to soothe any discomfort Wei WuXian may be feeling. He is, after all, still looking quite pale. During the night, he asks one of the disciples to help Wei WuXian takes a bath. He even asks a servant to sleep in the Jingshi to accompany Wei WuXian in case Wei WuXian needs anything during the night. This, of course, is dismissed by Wei WuXian.

Lan XiChen finds it really odd that the business of taking care of Wei WuXian in Lan WangJi’s place can actually takes his mind off things. He can also attend to his duties as sect leader a bit better. He can tell from the expressions of the disciples and his trusted men. He concludes he likes taking care of people, after all.

This also means Lan XiChen is practically living in Lan WangJi’s Jingshi except that he would still retreat to his own pavilion to rest at night. Since it is forbidden to gossip, no one is saying anything about this current arrangement.

On the third day, Lan SiZhui and the other junior disciples come back from their night-hunt trip. As soon as they changed their clothes with clean ones, Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi immediately come to Lan WangJi’s Jingshi. They managed to kill a mountain demon and probably has banished a werewolf so they are very excited to tell Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi. Lan JingYi is especially hoping that almost getting bitten by a werewolf will grant him another Jia.

However, their steps are halted when instead of the sound of a guqin or a dizi, they hear a xiao. And it’s a new song they have never heard before. Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi exchange glances and carefully peek inside through the Jingshi’s opened doors. They see Wei WuXian sitting on the bed and Lan XiChen is sitting near the window, playing LieBing. Lan XiChen pauses and takes down LieBing. “Does this sound better, do you think?”

Wei WuXian puts a hand on his chin, thinking. “Hmm. You know what, I think I like how it sounded before. Would you mind playing it once again, XiChen-ge?”

XiChen-ge??

The confusion on their faces is the understatement of the year.

Lan XiChen is about to bring LieBing up again when he senses their presence. He looks at the direction of the door and he smiles warmly at the two. “Ah. SiZhui, JingYi. You are back.”

The two young men scrambles and immediately gives a respectful bow to Lan XiChen. “We are back, ZeWu-Jun.”

“What brings you here?” Lan XiChen’s expression is ever so friendly and he would never reprimand any of the disciples openly. But before Lan SiZhui has the chance to open his mouth to make an excuse, Wei WuXian has saw them.

“SiZhui! JingYi! You’re back! Come in here!” Wei WuXian beckons at them excitedly. He moves to get down from the bed.

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi are even more baffled when they see Lan XiChen grabs Wei WuXian by the elbow to help Wei WuXian to sit and pour him a cup of tea. But they don’t dare to say anything. “Senior Wei, are you not feeling well? You’re so pale.” Lan SiZhui asks when he notices that Wei WuXian doesn’t look quite himself.

“Ah. Ahahahaha. Yeah, but I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Come, sit here. Tell me all about your night-hunt trip. I’m so bored. Amuse me with your stories!”

The two steals another glance to Lan XiChen who gives them an encouraging smiles. So, they sit and tell Wei WuXian what they wanted to tell him. It turns out to be not as exciting as they had hoped for since they are still very confused and curious about what on earth is ZeWu-Jun doing here? Where is HanGuang-Jun?

Wei WuXian nods his head, feeling quite satisfied after hearing the story. “I think you guys did a great job. So, where are your notes? Lan Zhan’s not here but I can score your notes later.”

As if he also just remembered, Lan JingYi quickly put the notes he’s been holding in his hands on to the table. “HanGuang-Jun’s away? Leaving you while you’re sick?”

“JingYi!” Lan SiZhui reminds him urgently through gritted teeth. He looks at Lan XiChen wearily but the sect leader only smiles.

“You made it sound so horrible.” Wei WuXian laughs it off. “He also has things to do, you know. And it’s not like I’m dying or something. Besides, I have Zewu-Jun here with me.” Wei WuXian nods to Lan XiChen.

That is precisely what we want to know. But the two young disciples don’t dare to voice it out loud.

“So, both of you have been taking this over from Uncle?” Lan XiChen asks.

“Actually, it’s only Lan Zhan. I help, sometimes.” Wei WuXian says. “It’s not a big deal. I like doing it. Besides, I supervise their night-hunt most of the time so it’s really not a problem. You have very good students here, Sect Leader Lan.”

Lan SiZhui lowers his face to hide the crimson that starts to invade his face while Lan JingYi can’t help but feeling exceptionally proud. His raises his chest a bit.

“Then, since WangJi and Uncle are not here, I will do it.” Lan XiChen says as he pulls the stack of papers toward him. “Would you--” his sentence, however, is cut short by Wei WuXian who raised his forefinger.

The three Lan watch as Wei WuXian rushes to the bed and retch over a small bucket that stored under the bed. The two younger Lan immediately approach Wei WuXian and fuss. They are patting Wei WuXian’s back, asking him what is wrong, Lan JingYi almost run outside to fetch the physician. Lan XiChen calmly tells them to stop and to give Wei WuXian some space so he can breathe.

“JingYi, would you mind pour that tea over there? Bring it here. SiZhui, help him to the bed.”

They obey although Lan SiZhui keeps still beside Wei WuXian. He even sit on the bed and let Wei WuXian leans his head against his shoulder. Because Wei WuXian has been listening to their story quite excitedly, they kind of forget that Wei WuXian is currently not feeling well. Lan XiChen sits across him on the bed to apply pressure on a point on Wei WuXian’s hand. Lan SiZhui takes the tea from JingYi’s hand and brings it to Wei WuXian’s mouth.

Wei WuXian chuckles weakly. “I can drink by myself, SiZhui.” He takes the cup from SiZhui’s hand and straighten up to drink the tea; releasing his hand from Lan XiChen and thanking him in the process. Lan XiChen opens a small bottle, tips it over his palm to let a tiny pill rolls out of the bottle. He offers the pill to Wei WuXian who takes it obediently.

“I think we should leave to let you rest.” Lan XiChen suggests as he scrutinizes Wei WuXian’s complexion.

Wei WuXian can only nod and SiZhui takes the cup from Wei WuXian so he can help him lie down. He looks considerably paler than before. Lan SiZhui feels very reluctant to leave him. Wei WuXian smiles weakly at the young man. He pats Lan SiZhui’s arm gently. “I’m okay, SiZhui. I just need to lie down for a bit.”

“Come, SiZhui.” Lan JingYi says gently, too. He understands as he also want to stay but Lan XiChen has been waiting patiently for them to leave. “We’ll come back later, Senior Wei.”

Wei WuXian waves his hand. Lan XiChen bends down slightly to pull a blanket over Wei WuXian’s body. “Thank you, XiChen-ge. You go have some rest, too. I will be fine.”

“Then, I will see you later at dinner.” Lan XiChen smiles. He takes the stack of night-hunt notes from the table and turns around once again. “Do you want the window open?”

Wei WuXian nods. “Yes. Thank you.”

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi follows Lan XiChen’s steps as they leave the Jingshi. They are quite for some time until they have completely outside the gate of the Jingshi and Lan SiZhui can not hold it anymore. “ZeWu-Jun, I am sorry but what actually happened to Senior Wei? Why is he so pale and yet he acts like it’s not a big deal? He’s not pushing himself too hard again, is he?”

“We know that Senior Wei can be quite reckless but I am sure Hanguang-Jun wouldn’t let him, right? He was perfectly fine when we left!” Lan JingYi adds in with the same exasperation.

Lan XiChen turns and pats Lan SiZhui’s shoulder reassuringly, “The both of you do not need to worry too much. The physician has been taking care of him and has informed me that he will get better. It is not life threatening.”

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi looks at each other. “Well, it’s good if it’s not something serious.” Lan JingYi sighs in relief.

“I would not say that it is not something serious, though.”

The frown in their foreheads comes back even deeper. Lan SiZhui speaks up again. “Hanguang-Jun is away. Senior Wei must be feeling very bored. ZeWu-Jun, may I ask for permission to keep Senior Wei company at night? I can sleep outside the Jingshi.”

Lan XiChen shakes his head. “He won’t even let a servant does that, so I think he won’t agree. But come for dinner with us and you can ask him yourself. I think he needs more distraction while WangJi is away and he’s not allowed to move so much.”

“Thank you, Zewu-Jun!” Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi beam.

“But only after you have finished your study.” he adds.

“Yes, Zewu-Jun!”

***

For some unknown reasons, Wei WuXian feels overwhelmed he almost cries when Lan SiZhui asks him that evening. Lan XiChen gently pats the back of his brother-in-law gently. “Aren’t you proud of your son, A-Xian?”

Lan JingYi almost chokes on his tea. He wipes his mouth and is about to speak when Lan SiZhui’s glare at him quickly prevents him from running his mouth. Zewu-Jun may look nice and all but he is, after all, the Sect Leader.

“I am!” Wei WuXian’s eyes glazed. He then reaches out to take Lan SiZhui’s hand and squeezes it. “I absolutely won’t make you sleep outside, SiZhui-er. Of course you can sleep here with me until Lan Zhan’s come back! Now, I won’t be so bored!”

“I will look after you, Senior Wei.” Lan SiZhui smiles. “And you still need to rest.”

“I know, I know.”

“Can I join?” Lan JingYi asks without thinking. They only get to spending a night with Wei WuXian when he’s supervising them for a night-hunt trip and those nights are always so fun because Wei WuXian always tell them interesting stories.

“I think it is best we don’t crowd him,” Lan XiChen voices his opinion clearly.

Lan JingYi quickly catches his meaning and looks down in shame. Lan SiZhui smiles and pats his friend’s hand. Wei WuXian is practically sobbing now. He comes over the two younger Lan and pulls them into his arms. He rubs his cheeks against their heads. “XiChen-ge, how am I so blessed with such good kids?”

Lan XiChen looks down to hide a chuckle, Lan SiZhui pats Wei WuXian’s back, and Lan JingYi blushes.

***

Three days later, Lan WangJi is back. It is late in the afternoon when they arrive. He has sent a message to Cloud Recesses to notify their arrival beforehand. Servants already waiting for them once they get through the gate. They come down from their mounts and let the servants take care of their belongings. Lan WangJi leads the way to the Hanshi. After all, Lin Chen is a guest so it’s customary for him to greet the Sect Leader first.

Lan XiChen is quite surprised to see Lin Chen and quickly exchange pleasantries with him. “You’ve grown so much, A-Chen.”

“What is that, XiChen? I can’t be a kid all of my life. I’m also a very accomplished physician, you know.”

Lan XiChen smiles knowingly. “I heard. I did not expect for LangYa Hall to get involved with politics, though.”

Lin Chen wiggles his eyebrows. “I will deny that, XiChen. It is outrageous to even think about that.”

Lan XiChen tilts his head slightly, “Then, I apologize.” He pours tea for his guest and pushes the cup in front Lin Chen. They take a moment to enjoy their tea. Lan XiChen puts down his cup and begins. “As I am sure WangJi has informed you about our problem, let me first say thank you for your troubles to coming all the way here.” he says as he makes a respectful bow to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen dismisses it. “No need to be so formal with me. You can think this as me going for my own satisfaction. It is a unique case.” Lin Chen crosses his arms by slipping each arm inside the opposite sleeve. “I’m sure this will push my fame even more.” He winks to the brothers.

A chuckle from the oldest. “Maybe after the baby is born.”

“I can live with that.” Lin Chen looks so highly amused. Lan WangJi is impassive. “Now, don’t look like that, WangJi. If you wish for this case not ever to be disclosed then so be it but you can’t stop me for recording this for my personal archive.”

“It is not necessary.”

Lin Chen can’t quite understand that but he lets it go with a shrug.

“Since it is almost dinner time, I think it is better to let Lin Chen rest for tonight. I will call for the physician tomorrow and we can gather at WangJi’s Jingshi. Would that be alright with you, WangJi?”

Lan WangJi offers a nod.

Lin Chen shrugs. “Ah. Can I stay here for a moment? I want to talk more with XiChen.”

“Of course.” Lan XiChen blinks.

Without another word, Lan WangJi stands up. “I will see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow, WangJi.”

Lin Chen snorts into his cup of tea. “How long has he been married? Why is he still acting like that?”

“Spare him, A-Chen. They have been through so much between them.” Lan XiChen’s tone is warm but laced with a warning.

“Hmm. Yeah, thirteen years. I can understand that.”

“Oh?”

Lin Chen releases a long sigh. His voice is rather quite. “Unfortunately, I know two other idiots who also have gone through something similar.”

***

No one is in the Jingshi. Lan WangJi’s forehead creases mildly. He looks around and starts to look outside. When he’s about to go to the back, he almost collided with Wei WuXian who comes from the opposite direction, a small bucket in his hands. Wei WuXian’s face perks up in an instant he sees Lan WangJi and literally throws himself toward his husband; the bucket thrown to the ground. “Lan Zhan! You’re back!”

Lan WangJi catches him and holds him tight. He buries his face into Wei WuXian’s hair. “Wei Ying, I am home.”

Wei WuXian holds him tighter, shrugging his face against Lan WangJi’s neck. “Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan.” he murmurs, as if by calling Lan WangJi’s name repeatedly, he’s assuring himself that is is indeed Lan WangJi he’s currently holding.

“I am home, Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi repeats.

“It took you long enough, HanGuang-Jun. Have you forgotten that your husband is waiting at home?” Wei WuXian pulls back a little and feign a pout.

“I have not.”

“You barely sent any messages. People would think you definitely didn’t miss your Wei Ying.”

“I miss you.”

“But of course.” Wei WuXian looks smug. “Then, why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

Lan WangJi doesn’t need to be told twice. He put a hand behind Wei WuXian’s neck to gently makes him look up at the same time as he lowers his face and claims Wei WuXian’s lips in a passionate kiss. Wei WuXian crushes his body even closer against Lan WangJi’s as he opens his mouth and let Lan WangJi’s tongue in. Just like that and the heat rises inside, between, and around them. Wei WuXian moves his arms to cling around Lan WangJi’s neck, tilting his head slightly to change their angle. Lan WangJi strengthen his hold just a bit so he can pull Wei WuXian up, supporting Wei WuXian on his bottom. Wei WuXian hooks his legs around Lan WangJi’s waist.

“Take me to bed, Lan Er-gege.” Wei WuXian demands in whispered urgency against Lan WangJi’s lips.

Lan WangJi bites Wei WuXian’s lips as an answer.

***

On more than one occasion, when he follows his two seniors for a job or a night-hunt, Lan SiZhui has enough of portion of accidentally hearing his seniors in the middle of their dual cultivation session. Every time, he immediately turns around and leave with a face as red as carrots. You would think that he would learn his lesson and not go anywhere near everytime the two seniors entered a room with a closed door.

On more than one random occasions too, Lan JingYi has quipped that he would suggest for Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi to put out a sign or something so people would be spared. Lan SiZhui gaped at his friend incredulously. “How could you say that, JingYi? After all, it is their bedchamber!”

“But in the middle of the day?!”

Lan SiZhui blushed furiously.

He blushes just as furiously now. He has heard that HanGuang-Jun is coming back today and he only wanted to tidy up some of his belongings he had brought there but it seems he’s too late. He’s seriously thinking that he should stand on his hands once he’s back in his room just so he can erase what he just heard. He’s halfway through the gate when he sees Lan JingYi approaches. Quickly, he walks up to his friend and grabs him by the elbow. “Come, JingYi.”

“Eh? What? SiZhui?” Lan JingYi stammers as Lan SiZhui doesn’t usually just grab people by the elbow. “Didn’t you say you will check on Senior Wei and collect your things? What happened? Why is your face so red?”

Lan SiZhui refuses to look at Lan JingYi, still dragging him away. “HanGuang-Jun’s back already.”

“Oh.” Then, “Oh.”

***

“Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi calls softly, looking at Wei WuXian who has somewhat collapsed listlessly under him. Lan WangJi gently pulls himself out, shifting so he can hold Wei WuXian more comfortably. “Wei Ying.” he repeats, now a bit concerned because Wei WuXian still hasn’t answered him. He touches Wei WuXian’s sweaty forehead and is ready to transfer his spiritual energy.

Wei WuXian opens his eyes for a moment and touches Lan WangJi’s face. “I’m okay, Lan Zhan.” he answers, a bit weakly. “Let me rest for a bit.” he says as he snuggles up closer, pressing his face against Lan WangJi’s chest.

“Mn.” Lan WangJi runs his hand affectionately along Wei WuXian’s back and especially around his hips. He sighs disappointedly at himself as he find bruises there.

“Lan Zhan?”

“I should be more gentle.” Lan WangJi does sound so regretful. “You are still not well.”

Wei WuXian chuckles, raising his head so he can kiss Lan WangJi’s chin. “I will live.”

Lan WangJi is still maintaining his frown.

“Okay, okay. Stop it, already.” Wei WuXian shifts. “Tell me about your journey. Did you manage to find anything in LangYa?”

Lan WangJi shakes his head.

Wei WuXian is also silent for a second but then he shrugs, “Oh, well. It’s not like we didn’t expect it. No worries, Lan Zhan. I’m a genius. I’ll figure it out along the way.”

Lan WangJi lowers his head to shut him up with a kiss. “We will meet tomorrow.”

“Meet who?” Wei WuXian blinks.

“Young Master of LangYa.”

“Please, do elaborate, husband dear.”

Lan WangJi sits up. “The Young Master is an acquaintance. Said he needed to see with his own eyes.”

“So,” Wei WuXian reaches out his hand and Lan WangJi takes it to help him sit up, too, “he’s here? He comes with you?”

“Mn.”

Wei WuXian winces. “I have to go through another examination?”

“He is a master physician.”

Wei WuXian purses his lips. Well, Lan XiChen also has told him more about LangYa Hall and it seemed that the Master of LangYa has managed to save someone’s life after being poisoned with the rare Bitter Flame Poison. Wei WuXian has read about this particular poison. It’s a poison so rare; instead of deadly, it turns people into a beast.

Gently, Lan WangJi squeezes his hands. Wei WuXian smiles up at him, takes Lan WangJi’s hands to his lips and kisses the tips of the fingers. “I think we should give him a chance, then.”

Lan WangJi nods then once again pulling Wei WuXian into his embrace. Just then, he looks across the room. “A cot.” he states.

“Ah. Yeah. SiZhui’s been keeping me company at night since they got back. I was worried because he got so worried so I let him. Aren’t we raising a good kid, HanGuang-Jun? I’m so touched.”

“Mn.” He tightens his embrace. “No need anymore.”

Wei WuXian laughs out loud. “Lan Zhan! Don’t tell me you’re jealous over SiZhui! It’s SiZhui! Oh, my gods, really?!”

“I am possessive.” Lan WangJi admits and he has to stifle Wei WuXian’s laughter with a kiss before it gets too loud.

***

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Wei WuXian likes Lin Chen. The air that he gives off and his laid back nature are definitely on Wei WuXian’s alley. Lin Chen may be younger than them, but his confidence is not lacking. His eyes also show his intelligence. More importantly, he doesn’t care about formalities. “You’re definitely my kind of person, Master Lin. And you’re handsome, too! Is there some kind of most desirable bachelors too in the common world? I bet you’re in the list.” Wei WuXian blurts after being introduced to Lin Chen. He quickly turns to Lan WangJi, “But, of course you’re the most handsome for me, Lan Zhan.”

Lan WangJi puts a hand around Wei WuXian’s waist and nods.

Lin Chen laughs delightedly. “I like this one. But, Master Lin is my father. Call me Lin Chen.” He winks. “And we do have that list. Most desirable bachelors, most desirable ladies, strongest fighters, and so on. In fact, we make those lists. So, naturally, I’m not in it.”

“What a waste.”

Lin Chen winks. “We can’t afford to be accused of partiality, after all.”

“Well, should we begin?” Lan XiChen interrupts his guest and brother-in law.

Lin Chen nods. “Let me check your pulse.” He reaches out his own hand, palms open, waiting for Wei WuXian to place his hand there.

Wei WuXian obeys. Lin Chen then puts two fingers on Wei WuXian’s wrist. He closes his eyes while everyone in the room fix their eyes on him and Wei WuXian. It takes him about a minute before he let go of Wei WuXian’s hand, gently putting it on the table.

“Yes. It is no doubt that you are with child.” he says, nodding in acknowledgement to the physician. It is apparent that Physician Cai has related to Lin Chen of his initial diagnosis and what has he done for Wei WuXian until now. “For the time being, I will have to ask you to hand over your patient to me. Would that be alright?”

“Sect Leader has informed me about this and since it is Young Master of LangYa who is taking over, I definitely won’t mind. Although I have to ask you to share your findings with me.” Physician Cai says while lifting his arms to salute the young master.

“Fair enough,” Lin Chen agrees. He then straightens his back, eyeing Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian in front of him. His voice drops lower and there’s no mischief in his tone. “Before we proceed, I need to ask you what you have decided on this pregnancy.”

Wei WuXian frowns. He looks at Lan WangJi who also has the same quizzical look in his eyes. Lin Chen frowns, too. “You have talked about this between the two of you, right?”

“Is there something to talk about? What do you mean?” Wei WuXian asks, brows furrowed in confusion.

“What I mean is whether you are going to keep the child or not.” The way Lin Chen says it is so straightforward it sends Wei WuXian speechless. Even Lan XiChen gasps in disbelieve. But Lan WangJi is quick in giving his response.

“Nonsense.”

“It certainly is not nonsense,” Lin Chen counters. “A pregnancy is hard enough for a woman and it is with a body that is designed to carry a child. His body is not.” He points to Wei WuXian with his folded hand fan. “It will be even more difficult and even I can’t guarantee and say for sure what would happen. But concluding from his body’s reaction right now, I’m quite certain this will be a rough journey.”

Wei WuXian looks like he’s about to throw up again. Lan WangJi quickly pours him more sweet tea. Wei WuXian gulps his tea and for the first time in so long, his eyes are ablazed with anger and resentment. He grits his teeth. Lan WangJi puts his arm around Wei WuXian, urgently reminding him to control himself. “Wei Ying.” Even so, his eyes are full of anger, too.

“A-Chen, how could you even suggest such a horrible thing?” Lan XiChen asks, looking so shocked.

“I am sure Physician Cai agrees with me.” Lin Chen is unfazed.

Physician Cai doesn’t reply immediately. He then bows to Lan XiChen. “Forgive me, Sect Leader. Since this is such a bizarre case, and we had decided to wait another month to make sure, I didn’t want to add unnecessary worry on Wei-gongzi and HanGuang-Jun.” He shifts to move a bit farther from the table, bowing a little deeper. “I will receive my punishment, Sect Leader.”

Lan XiChen is speechless. He turns to Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian. Wei WuXian turns his face away, refusing to look at Lin Chen. “Lan Zhan. Tell him to go away.” he whispers.

“I will not go.” Lin Chen insist. “You are my patient now and I would never put my patient’s life in danger. I pride myself in that. So, it goes without saying that I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

Heavy silence falls inside the Jingshi. Lan XiChen feels that it’s his duty as Sect Leader to say something first but as he opens his mouth, his younger brother beats him to it. Lan WangJi has been holding Wei WuXian tightly in his arms while whispering into Wei WuXian ears. Now, he stares resolutely at Lin Chen. “There is nothing to talk about. It is our child. Wei Ying will not go through it alone.”

Lin Chen locks his eyes with Lan WangJi.

“And you are a master physician.” Lan WangJi states again.

Hearing the shift in Lan WangJi’s tone, like he understands Lin Chen’s intention, Lin Chen slowly relaxes and smiles. “That is precisely what I want to hear. Thank you.”

Wei WuXian throws an empty tea cup toward him which Lin Chen dodges skillfully. He apologizes once again, raising his arms to bow at the two. “Forgive me for giving you the scare but I needed to know just how resolute and committed you are.” He brings down his arms.

Slowly, Wei WuXian releases himself from Lan WangJi’s hold after giving his husband a reassuring squeeze on the hand. He takes a deep breath a couple of times. He takes a fresh tea cup and pours for himself. Somehow, he can understand Lin Chen’s method. He uses it himself with the younger Lan disciples. Wei WuXian starts to think maybe it’s because of his current condition that he’s unable to see through. He feels just a little bit ashamed. Feeling a little bit calmer, Wei WuXian returns the bow. “Forgive me for lashing out.”

“No need.”

Lan XiChen releases an audible sigh, “That was not very nice of you, A-Chen.”

“Sorry, XiChen. I wouldn’t do it if it wasn’t important.” Lin Chen says but Wei WuXian can tell that he’s not entirely sorry. “But when a pregnancy happens, it is the duty of the whole family to be committed and care for the mother - father, whatever you want to call yourself.”

Lan XiChen nods and turns to his brother and brother-in-law to offer them an encouraging smile.

Lin Chen then pulls a bag he brought with him near him. “That’s settled. I will now begin. Wei WuXian, please get on to the bed. I want to find out more. The rest of you, get out.”

Lan WangJi is staring at him, unmoving.

Lin Chen rolls his eyes. “Fine. You can stay. I will have to examine you too, anyway. XiChen, Physician Cai, I’m sorry. You have to get out.”

“I will be in the Hanshi if you need me.” Lan XiChen smiles and oblige the man.

***

Lin Chen uses acupuncture on Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi at the same time. They are told to lay side by side on the bed, stripped off their clothes saved for their trousers. Even so, Lin Chen has the audacity to lift the band of their trousers to take a look and nods his head.

“Both of you are healthy, indeed.” he sniggers. Strangely, Wei WuXian doesn’t feel ashamed at all and laughs with him while Lan WangJi’s ears are decidedly red.

“Shameless,” he mutters under his breath but more to Wei WuXian than to Lin Chen.

A few minutes later, Lin Chen pulls out of the needles from both of his patient. He scrutinizes every needle he pulls out before storing them away. After he’s finished, he tells them to put on their clothes again. They sit around the table again with Wei WuXian nursing a cup of sweet tea.

Lin Chen starts to scribble on his note. “Physician Cai is good. How’s your nausea?” Lin Chen comments.

Wei WuXian nods in confirmation. “It’s still quite bad? I can eat soup but nothing else. It’s not that I don’t have the appetite. My body just kind of reject anything that is solid food.”

Lin Chen scratches his chin. “Do you take the pill he gave you?”

Wei WuXian makes a face. The pills Physician Cai made taste so bitter. Thank heavens for his constant craving of sweet tea. “Yes.” Wei WuXian nods.

“You should be okay, then. Don’t slack. You need as much nutrients otherwise it will be bad for you and your child.” Lin Chen reminds him sternly. “And since you can’t eat, this is your only choice.”

Wei WuXian sighs in defeat. Lan WangJi gives him a soft pat on the head.

“So, why did you examine Lan Zhan, too?” Wei WuXian voices his curiosity.

“Well, isn’t it obvious? A pregnancy needs two parties to happen so I need to examine him, too.” Lin Chen makes a face like it’s something everyone should know and how does high ranking cultivators like you don’t know about this?

Wei WuXian exchanges glance with Lan WangJi and shrugs. It does make sense. In a way. They still don’t know how it’s possible, though.

Lin Chen takes out a folding fan that has been slipped in his sashes. He opens it to fan himself gently. He looks at his patients with a serious expression, “Tell me about your dual cultivation.”

Wei WuXian coughs into his sleeve while Lan WangJi once again put his arm around Wei WuXian’s waist. “Well, I guess you need to know, huh.” Wei WuXian can’t help but grinning.

“Naturally.” Lin Chen says. “I’m trying to help you here. And let me tell you, if you’re not being honest with me, you can’t blame me for anything.”

“Makes sense.” Lan WangJi says.

Wei WuXian scratches the back of his neck. “Well, what do you want to know?”

“How often do you do it? How much spiritual energy? Is there ever any trouble? Tell me all about it. Spare me the details but you have to get into details. Do you understand me?”

“Everyday.” Lan WangJi says immediately and Wei WuXian elbows him on his side. “It is true.” he protests mildly.

“Yes. But let me speak, okay?” Wei WuXian slaps Lan WangJi’s upper arm. “Yes. That’s true. Everyday. Well, almost. There were certain days that we didn’t get to… How much spiritual energy? Well, I have very low spiritual energy so I don’t exert much but Lan Zhan is quite generous. What else? Oh. Problem…. I think there’s none?” He turns to Lan WangJi who nods. “We can get into it pretty easily.”

Lin Chen writes all of this information down. “Why the need to do it everyday? You’re a high ranking cultivator already and WangJi is practically the strongest cultivator right now. Are you striving to reach immortality soon?” Lin Chen presses on.

Because Lan Zhan is actually a beast is what Wei WuXian want to say but he decides not to voice it. He glances at Lan WangJi and shuffles a bit closer to the man.

“Cultivating golden core.” Lan WangJi answers him.

“My golden core.” Wei WuXian emphasizes.

At this, Lin Chen frowns. “You don’t have one?”

Wei WuXian shakes his head. “My current body doesn’t. Not yet. As you obviously know, it will probably take decades to start this late but lately we’ve been busy around here. I’ve been supervising the children’s night-hunts and Lan Zhan sometimes can’t come along. If we’re to keep this up, I at least have to have a golden core even if it’s a weak one. Just to be safe.”

“Ah. I see now.” Lin Chen taps the fan against his chest. “That explains why your spiritual power is way lower than WangJi. When did you start this?”

Wei WuXian glances at Lan WangJi once again, “We didn’t really plan it? I mean, we’re cultivation partners; we prostrated and all. I started to feel something is going on inside me after the Dragon Boat Festival, I think. Mind you, by that I mean that I my spiritual power is increasing. Just about around the time when we started to get busy. So I talked with Lan Zhan and we agreed to start consciously cultivating for my golden core.”

Lin Chen makes a mental note to talk to Physician Cai about this. He asks again. “When was the last time you cultivate together?”

“Last night.” Lan WangJi answers.

“Do you always finish inside?” This is directed solely to Lan WangJi.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“It is the way.”

Lin Chen blinks.

Lan WangJi ‘s look doesn’t change.

We WuXian elbows Lan WangJi by his stomach.

Lin Chen nods. He looks down at his notes and scribbles again. He reaches into his bag and takes out three small glass vials. “I’ve taken a sample of your blood but I also need a sample of your semen. Each of you. And also the fluid from after you finish.”

“Now?” Wei WuXian asks incredulously. Even he knows there’s a limit to his shamelessness.

“If you can.”

Lan WangJi frowns slightly. “It will be bad for Wei Ying.”

“Bad? Of course not. Look at him. He’s perfectly fine and you said you just cultivate last night.”

Lan WangJi still looks like he’s reluctant to do it. The corner of Lin Chen’s eyebrow twitch. “Listen, WangJi. This needs to be done.”

Wei WuXian touches his husband’s arm, “Sorry, Lin Chen. Lan Zhan’s been worrying about me.This body didn’t receive proper cultivation training and it’s quite frail to begin with and with my current condition,”He winces, “I almost fainted last night.”

Lin Chen scoffs, “Well, be as gentle as you can. If what I think is right, you might have to maintain your dual cultivation through this pregnancy. So, get your act right, WangJi.”

Despite everything, Wei WuXian barely able not to laugh out loud upon witnessing someone other than Lan QiRen and Lan XiChen reprimanding Lan WangJi. He chuckles, still and has to suffer Lan WangJi pinching his waist to stop him. “Ow, ow, ow. But he’s right, you know, Lan Zhan. I keep begging you to be gentler every time but you never listen!”

Lan WangJi is unmoved. “You like it.”

“That’s not the point, Lan Zhan!”

Lin Chen closes his hand fan and uses it to poke Lan WangJis arm. “Just go, will you. I’ll wait in the Hanshi with XiChen.”

“Mn.”

Lin Chen closes the Jingshi’s door behind him. He opens his hand fan and strolls away from the Jingshi while shaking his head, laughing.

***

During the next week, Lin Chen spends his time researching in the Library Pavillion, visiting Wei WuXian to perform more acupuncture, and sometimes sending a bird somewhere. He works with Physician Cai to somehow improve Wei WuXian’s nausea and return his appetite by upgrading the recipe for the nutrition pill.

Meanwhile, Wei WuXian himself is struggling with his boredom, most of the time. Lin Chen says there’s no need in confining Wei WuXian inside the Jingshi. He has to maintain a healthy physic and if his mood worsened, it would only be harmful to him and the child. Although, Lin Chen sternly emphasizes that night-hunting is definitely, absolutely out of the question. Wei WuXian won’t have the stamina to go out that far, anyway.

So Wei WuXian shows up at Lan WangJi’s classes. At first, the disciples are worried because Wei WuXian still looks considerably pale but they soon realize that even when not in his top condition, the former YiLing Patriarch is still capable to cause bewilderment and act so shamelessly. Sometimes, he interrupts Lan WangJi who’s explaining something to a disciple. It’s not an argument, more like additional insights. Some other time, he comes in and sit so closely to Lan WangJi and dozes off; or rubs his face against Lan WangJi’s shoulder and upper arm, just like a cat. Lan WangJi would put an arm around Wei WuXian’s waist to make him sit still. Another time, Wei WuXian walks around the room mimicking Lan WangJi as he comments of the disciples writing. But since he doesn’t really cause any major disruption, Lan WangJi lets him be.

“Lan Zhan ah, I’m so bored.” He whines as he put his chin on Lan WangJi’s shoulder. “Can you just end this class and distract me?”

Some of the disciples’ ears perk, some of them steal glances.

Lan WangJi says quietly. “Sit properly.”

Wei WuXian pouts. He shuffles away from Lan WangJi and turns his back toward his husband. “Meanie.”

Lan WangJi reaches out a hand. Subtly taking some strands of Wei WuXian’s hair and coils them around a finger. He tugs lightly to attract Wei WuXian’s attention. He says again, still using a soft tone. “Brother is inviting me for tea after class. You can go there first.”

Wei WuXian perks up at this. “Okay! See you later, then!” He says as he kisses Lan WangJi on the cheek.

Everyone in the class is decidedly so red in the face but none of them dare to raise their faces.

Wei WuXian makes a detour to the outer chamber since he needs to throw up again. He sits under a magnolia tree for a moment to calm himself before heading to the Hanshi. He can hear music from the Hanshi. The melody is quiet and sad. When he enters the Hanshi, Lan XiChen is playing LieBing with a solemn look on his forehead. There’s an opened small chest in front of him. Inside it is several tiny rolls of parchment that obviously have been opened and read.

“XiChen-ge~” Wei WuXian calls from the door.

Lan XiChen stops playing and smiles widely at Wei WuXian. “A-Xian, what are you doing here? I thought you have been assisting WangJi’s classes.”

Wei WuXian comes in, taking the liberty to sit down. “Lan Zhan told me you’re inviting him for tea.”

“I do, yes.” Lan XiChen closes the chest and puts it aside. “But I think the class will not end anytime soon. Did he throw you out?” He joins Wei WuXian to sit on the head of the table. He puts a kettle over the brazier.

Wei WuXian props his chin on his hand, pouting, “More or less. I’m bored.”

Lan XiChen puts some tea leaves into the teapot. “Well, what do you want to do?”

“If you ask me, my answer would be go night-hunting.” Wei WuXian grumbles.

“Didn’t you promise to be good?”

Wei WuXian sighs as he leans back to support his weight with his hands. “Why did I let Lan Zhan impregnates me, again?” He quickly realize how improper his words are and flinches. “Sorry, XiChen-ge.” He says earnestly.

Lan XiChen only chuckles. He shakes his head. “Do not worry about it, A-Xian. You need to remember that you do not need to be so formal with me, as well.”

Wei WuXian looks at his brother-in-law, lips curling in a teasing smile, “You’re very indulging, aren’t you? I’m beginning to think that it runs in the family. I’m not sure about Uncle, though.” He receives the tea Lan XiChen hands him. “But then again, he let Lan Zhan kept the rabbit, then SiZhui, and me. Huh. It does run in the family.”

“Although my indulging people apparently did not always end well.” Lan XiChen mutters.

Wei WuXian looks at Lan XiChen, “XiChen-ge,” he calls carefully.

“I should know, shouldn’t I?” Lan XiChen’s voice trembles.

Wei Ying shakes his head. “Come on, XiChen-ge. It’s not healthy to be like this. You’re still here. And no one is blaming you. If you think you need to go back to your secluded meditation, no one will mind but don’t be like this.”

Lan XiChen looks up to Wei WuXian. He looks unconvinced. “Do you really think that?”

Wei WuXian moves to sit a bit closer to Lan XiChen. “Probably every one of us should have said or done something in the past. I personally understand this through the most harsh way. But don’t you think that all of us are given a second chance here? We have power, ZeWu-Jun. You have power.” He reaches out a hand to touch Lan XiChen’s hand, “And we have each other.”

Lan XiChen stutters a little bit when he draws a deep breath. He does this a couple more time until he’s able to breathe normally. His shoulders, that has been hunched just slightly without him realizing, slowly drops down in relieve. He puts a hand on top of Wei WuXian’s hand and pats it. “Thank you, A-Xian.”

Wei WuXian throws him a cheeky grin. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Brother.” Another voice comes from the doorway.

Both of them lift their heads. Apparently, Lan WangJi’s class has finished and the man himself is standing at the door.

“WangJi,” Lan XiChen’s smile grows wider now, “we are sorry for having the tea ahead of you.”

Lan WangJi comes in, taking the place beside Wei WuXian. “It is fine. I told...A-Xian to come first.”

Wei WuXian almost chokes on his tea. He turns around almost completely to take a better look at Lan WangJi. “Really, Lan Zhan?” he asks, suppressing a laugh.

Silent, Lan WangJi grabs Wei WuXian by the waist and pulls him closer. Wei WuXian doubles over and laughs.

“Ah. I can explain.” Lan XiChen pushes a cup of tea toward his brother. “When you were away and I was accompanying A-Xian here, he was feeling a little bit nostalgic. He said he missed the late Maiden Jiang Yanli and was a bit said that no one would call him A-Xian anymore. So I said I would, if he didn’t mind.”

Wei WuXian wipes the tear from the corner of his eyes, his shoulders still shaking. “That’s okay, XiChen-ge. Lan Zhan’s only being a little bit possessive lately.”

“XiChen-ge.” Lan WangJi repeats.

Lan XiChen raises a brow. “Do you also want to call me this way, WangJi? I do not mind.”

This time, Wei WuXian howls with laughter Lan WangJi has to actually grab him with both hands or he will roll across the room. Lan XiChen laughs softly, too. “I am sorry for teasing you, WangJi.”

Lan WangJi nods. “It is fine.”

“That’s right, my good Lan Zhan would never be rude toward his older brother.” Wei WuXian says as he leans in against Lan WangJi and gives him a kiss on his cheek. “Can I take SiZhui and JingYi to CaiYi town after this?”

“What do you want to do?” Lan WangJi asks, eyes soft on Wei WuXian.

“Just wandering around. Change of scenery. You can come.”

“Mn..”

“Oh. Right. Why don't you come along too, ZeWu-Jun?”

Lan XiChen blinks at the sudden invitation. Normally, a sect leader wouldn’t wander just carelessly around. Most of the time, they wouldn’t have the time to. Lan XiChen ponders on this for a moment. It is indeed almost a year since the last time he went out to see the outside world.

“Maybe it will be good for me,” he says.

“Well, I don’t know about that but I feel like I want to eat a big steamed bun!” Wei WuXian laughs.

“Steamed bun?”

“Yes! Like, this big! It’s very delicious. Right, Lan Zhan?”

“It is good.”

“In that case, I will go with you.” Lan XiChen brightens up a little bit.

Wei WuXian replies with a wide smile.

***

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi are beyond happy to go out with their seniors. Especially Lan SiZhui since he’s been worrying about Wei WuXian a lot. Now, with his status as their adoptive son, he can come up to them and places himself beside them without having to feel impertinent. Lan JingYi naturally follows. After all, he is a Lan and has every right to be around family members. Besides, Wei WuXian always loved to be the center of attention and Lan WangJi doesn’t mind in his quiet and composed way. At first, they hesitate when they see Lan XiChen is also coming with them but Lan XiChen is always kind and doesn’t mind. They talk and chirp happily along the way, excitedly sharing stories with Wei WuXian who has been cooped up in Cloud Recesses far longer than he likes to be.

But as soon as they reach Cai Yi town, Wei WuXian’s mood deflates for no reason at all.

“Let’s just go back,” he declares.

“What? Senior Wei, we just got here! You said you wanted a change of scenery!” Lan JingYi protests loudly.

Wei WuXian shrugs, shuffling a little bit to hide behind Lang WangJi. “I have seen it so now I want to go home.”

Lan SiZhui approaches Wei WuXian and holds his hand. “Just a little bit further, Senior Wei. After all, ZeWu-Jun is here with us. It would be a pity if he can not enjoy the town a little more. I also want to have tea with you at that tea vendor near the river. What do you say, Senior Wei?”

“The tea there is exceptionally delicious!” Lan JingYi chimes in enthusiastically although everyone knows he’s not one who appreciates tea that much. It’s just tea for him.

Lan XiChen looks at Wei WuXian who has buried his face into Lan WangJi’s shoulder. “But if A-Xian is not feeling well, I guess it is best if WangJi takes him home.”

Lan WangJi pats Wei WuXian’s head lovingly. “Wei Ying.”

“Senior Wei?” Lan SiZhui squeezes Wei WuXian’s hand again.

“Fine.” Wei WuXian finally mutters. “But only if Lan Zhan carries me.”

Lan JingYi groans. Lan SiZhui is still trying, “But that way, HanGuang-Jun won’t be able to enjoy the night. How about I hold your hand, Senior Wei?”

“‘Kay,” Wei WuXian agrees in a beat and quickly laces his arms around Lan SiZhui’s.

Lan WangJi shakes his head slightly while Lan XiChen smiles. Lan JingYi balks. “What was that? That’s too weird even for Senior Wei.”

“JingYi, come!” Wei WuXian calls him, already spotting a steamed bun vendor. “Or I won’t buy you any bun!”

“It wouldn’t be you who’s paying, anyway!” Lan JingYi shouts but runs toward Wei WuXian and Lan SiZhui, anyway.

They end up buying for all of them but Wei WuXian. He only leans closer toward Lan SiZhui and sniffs at the bun Lan SiZhui is holding. “Are you sure, Senior Wei? You’re the one who said you wanted a steamed bun.”

Wei WuXian shakes his head, “No. I’ll just vomit right away.” He sniffs at the delicious aroma once again then exhales, looking quite resigned. “Hahaha, don’t worry, SiZhui. There’s a soup restaurant up front. I’ll have something over there.”

Even so, when they sit inside the soup restaurant, Wei WuXian only drinks the soup and leave all the solid ingredients untouched. However, Lan WangJi manages to coax him to chew two little pieces of meat before Wei WuXian shakes his head violently while covering his mouth with his hand. Lan WangJi rubs Wei WuXian’s back after that.

Lan JingYi peers to Lan XiChen to see his reaction. To his surprise, Lan XiChen seems to be enjoying himself. There’s still a telltale of sadness in his eyes but his smiles seems just a tad more carefree than before. “Huh.” He mutters into his soup.

“JingYi?” Lan SiZhui happens to catch that.

“Nothing.” Lan JingYi says.

They don’t linger at the restaurant since Wei WuXian already complaining that it’s too stuffy inside. They walk alongside the river with Wei WuXian still clinging on Lan SiZhui’s arm. They’re leading in the front. Lan JingYi walking just a step behind. The Twin Jade stroll behind them. It seems that there are more people on the street looking at them. Lan WangJi always comes with Wei WuXian to visit Cai Yi town whenever they’re in Gusu, and it’s not rare to see GusuLan sect’s disciples going to town for an errand, but the people haven’t had the chance to see the Twin Jade of Gusu appear together for a really long time. Some of them go out to the streets just to look at the Twin Jade, whispering. Maybe in awe, maybe in envy.

Not long, they reach the tea house Lan SiZhui mentioned earlier. They choose to sit at a balcony overhanging the river for privacy. Lan XiChen asks the waiter for their best tea and specifically asks for a jar of honey. Wei WuXian finally releases Lan SiZhui and leans against Lan WangJi.

“Are you tired?” Lan WangJi asks softly.

Wei WuXian shakes his head. “I miss you.” he says with a grin.

As usual, Lan WangJi answers by pulling Wei WuXian close to him. Lan JingYi can’t take it anymore. “Will any of you start to treat us as an adult and tell us what really is going on with Senior Wei?”

“JingYi!” Lan SiZhui hisses.

“Sorry, SiZhui. But I know it’s been killing you, too! All of us are worried about Senior Wei but we’re told that he’s okay but apparently he’s not? We’re not stupid. At least, I’ll admit I’m a bit slow sometimes but you can’t take SiZhui as one!” He rambles.

A waiter comes with their tea and a jar of honey. Lan WangJi takes a cup and put a drop of honey into it before pouring the tea.

“And that!” Lan JingYi apparently hasn’t finished. “Who in their right mind put honey into their tea? I know that and I don’t even like tea that much.”

“I have tried it. It’s quite pleasant. Maybe not for all types of tea but it works for some.” Lan XiChen smiles.

Lan SiZhui grabs Lan JingYi’s arm and hold him to stay put. “JingYi. Please.” He then bows his head toward their seniors. “Forgive us, ZeWu-Jun, HanGuang-Jun, Senior Wei. We are just worried. We thought Master Lin LangYa came to cure Senior Wei but--” he trails off for a moment.

“But?” Lan WangJi asks, disapproved of unfinished sentences.

“I am sorry, HanGuang-Jun. If it is really not our business then we will not ask anymore.”

They stare at the young disciples who hangs their heads low, ready to accept any kind of punishment they have to take once they’re back to Cloud Recesses.

“Okay, okay. First of all, I need to clarify that I’m not ill so I don’t need any cure.” Wei WuXian can’t help feeling pity of his juniors. “But I do feel rather unwell.” He turns to Lan WangJi for a second. “It’s okay, right, Lan Zhan? It’s SiZhui and JingYi. And it’s not like we’re hiding this anyway.”

“Mn.”

“But you have to give your word not to tell a single soul for at least another month.” Lan XiChen says to Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi.

The two lift their heads. “We will.” they say almost in unison.

Wei WuXian leans forward and beckons to Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi to do the same. He puts his hand to cup his mouth as he whispers to their ears. Lan SiZhui blink. Lan JingYi swears. “Bullshit!”

“Whoa! Young man, mind your words!”

“I’m sorry but is such a thing even possible?” Lan JingYi huffs, feeling quite scandalized. “Do be serious, Senior Wei. It’s way too cruel of a joke, even for you.”

Lan SiZhui turns to Lan WangJi. He knows his foster father would never lie about things like this. If it is indeed only Wei WuXian spouting nonsense, Lan WangJi would definitely tell him. “HanGuang-Jun, is this true?”

“I’m so hurt that you don’t trust me!” Wei WuXian’s mouth protruded into a pout.

“HanGuang-Jun?” Lan SiZhui ignores him.

Lan WangJi nods. “Wei Ying will not joke.”

Which, hardly convincing because it’s Wei WuXian. He definitely will and had joked about giving Lan WangJi small Young Master Lan. But Lan XiChen is there. Lan WangJi probably would indulge WeiWuXian on his jokes, but certainly not Lan XiChen. Right? Lan JingYi glances at the three senior cultivators in front of him. Lan XiChen nods at him. Lan JingYi then turns to La SiZhui. Both of the young Lan falls silent, still trying to process the information in their heads. Lan SiZhui, who is always quite bright, looks even more concerned. “I am sorry, HanGuang-Jun. I still don’t understand.”

Wei WuXian dramatically releases a sigh, “Well, you’re not alone in that. That’s why Lan Zhan went all the way to LangYa and brought Lin Chen here. The same reason why we haven’t said anything about this to anyone, yet. You know, just in case two very accomplished physicians miss their cue and it turned out to be just very, very persistent stomach bug. Who knows?”

Trust Wei WuXian to be able to say such nonsense whatever the situation is. Lan XiChen shakes his head at his brother-in-law. “Now, now, A-Xian.”

Lan SiZhui seems to be thinking hard. “But, it’s a baby?”

Wei WuXian makes the smallest distance with his thumb and index finger. “Physician Cai said it’s still very, very, very tiny.”

Lan SiZhui looks thoughtful again. After almost a full minute of creasing his forehead, he finally turns to Wei WuXian and offers a gentle smile. “In that case, I will stop worrying too much since you have two very accomplished physicians looking after you. And, Senior Wei,” Lan SiZhui reaches for Wei WuXian’s hands, “Congratulations for the baby.” He smiles one of his blinding smiles.

Wei WuXian laughs but he leans in closer to touch their foreheads together. “SiZhui, ah, SiZhui. You’re going to kill me with your sweetness before I reach immortality.”

“Not acceptable.” Lan WangJi comments.

Wei WuXian laughs again, louder. “Sorry, Lan Zhan. But you do agree SiZhui is the sweetest, yes?” He throws his arms around Lan SiZhui’s neck to hug his head.

“Mn.”

“S, Senior Wei!”

Lan JingYi sniggers.

“You come here, too!”

“No! Senior Wei! No! Hmmph!” Lan JingYi has to succumb to his fate as his head almost bumped against Lan SiZhui’s and let Wei WuXian rubs his face against his and Lan SiZhui’s.

***

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A month almost past and Lin Chen hasn’t showed any sign of finding the answer. If anything, it almost looks like as if he’s deliberately taking his own time and spend most of his time conversing with Lan XiChen. But he is taking care of Wei WuXian just as he promised. The pills and periodic acupuncture seems to be working. Wei WuXian’s nausea is improving little by little. He’s finding items that he can eat without immediately vomiting after putting it inside his mouth. Lin Chen has also prescribed herbal tea formula for Wei WuXian to drink. Rather than the regular tea, Wei WuXian now drinks a mixture of ginger, mint, chamomile, and raspberry leaf.

Lan WangJi, without a doubt, has taken this matter into his own hands. He regularly goes down to CaiYi town, bringing back assorted foods and snacks. He offers them to Wei WuXian to try and find out which one he can eat. Not much, of course, since most of the things Lan WangJi bought end up being passed over to Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi. Things Wei WuXian can eat, Lan WangJi tries to replicate and cook them by himself.

The leaves have turned yellow and red and start to shed. The temperature also starts to drop lower. Lan WangJi has changed the blankets into thicker ones. He rubs warm oil on Wei WuXian’s feet before they go to bed and doesn’t make him take a bath every so often but he makes sure to wipe Wei WuXian clean. He also takes very good care to control himself during their dual cultivation session which amazed and amused Wei WuXian to no end. Wei WuXian almost pity him at one point and whispers in his ear to just ravish him like usual. However, once Lan WangJi has put his mind into something, he will persist. So even though Wei WuXian misses their usual wild lovemaking, Lan WangJi’s determination melts his heart so much he swears if he can grow another child in him alongside this one and give Lan WangJi a twin, he will do it.

“Don’t be ridiculous”, is what Lin Chen says to Wei WuXian when Wei WuXian expresses the random idea to Lin Chen the next day while Lin Chen performs yet another acupuncture on him. “By now I know how you like to spout nonsense, Wei WuXian but let’s just be real here. Do you really like to put yourself in more trouble than you’re already in?”

Wei WuXian pouts, “This is troublesome but not a trouble!” he protests. “How dare you.”

“Fine. I apologize.” Lin Chen pats his arm. “But let me assure you that it doesn’t really work that way. But unconsciously or not, you still can’t control what you’re having; a boy, a girl, twins, triplets, a core, whatever.”

“....I guess… Wait. What did you just say?”

Lin Chen sips his tea and puts his cup away. He avoids Wei WuXian’s eyes for a moment. “Nothing. Come. Let me take these out for you.”

“No! You definitely say something! A core? Why did you say that? Lin Chen!”

“Stay put or I’ll make you cripple!” Lin Chen hisses.

Wei WuXian shuts up but his eyes are sparkling and excited. Lin Chen removes the needles carefully and puts them away. Wei WuXian gets up from the bed and puts his clothes back on. Lin Chen approaches him again and tells him to sit in lotus position. “Close your eyes.” Lin Chen instructs. As soon as Wei WuXian does so, Lin Chen taps a couple of points along Wei WuXian’s chest and lower abdomen. Wei WuXian gasps as sudden surge of energy flows more freely inside him.

“How do you feel?” Lin Chen asks after a moment.

Wei WuXian opens his eyes and moves his hands to rest on his abdomen, right on top of the small bump that finally shown before he realized it. Wei WuXian tries to concentrate again. “Lin Chen, this is precisely why Lan Lan Zhan and I thought it’s a good time to cultivate my golden core because I know this feeling. But apparently, it’s not a core but a child. I’ve been mesmerized and been wanting to ask someone if it really feels the same. But I don’t have anyone to ask.” Wei WuXian looks up at Lin Chen and squints, “What? Did you do something?”

Lin Chen laughs. “Nothing.”

“Come on.” Wei WuXian rolls his eyes. He then looks at Lin Chen, suspicious. “You know something, right? You definitely already know something! Don’t play with me, Lin Chen!”

Lin Chen sits beside him. He crosses his arms in front of his chest and nods. “No wonder they call you a genius. That’s why I’m so confused why you have to drag me here all the way from LangYa.”

Wei WuXian hits him. “Then why didn’t you say something sooner?!”

Lin Chen clacks his tongue and pushes Wei WuXian away in retaliation. “You’re already so determined to keep the child, what difference does it make?” Lin Chen rubs his own arm.

Wei WuXian throws him a look.

“Yes. Yes. I’m sorry. Come. You better have your tea first.” Lin Chen gets up and saunters to the Jingshi’s living area.

Wei WuXian follows him and receives the cup of sweet herbal tea Lin Chen has poured for him. He sits down, facing the young physician. Wei WuXian touches the small bump on his abdomen again. He can barely feel it through the layers of his clothes but it’s there, pulsing slightly with life.

After finishing half of his tea, Lin Chen finally begins. He crosses his arms once again. “Have you ever heard of the Poison of Bitter Flame?”

Wei WuXian nods. “ZeWu-Jun told me about it. It’s the rare poison your father and you managed to cure, isn’t it?”

Lin Chen nods but his lips are drawn into a thin line. “Not so much as cured as keeping it at bay.”

“What of it?”

“While I was looking into your case, I couldn’t help but think about this poison. The hottest of fire and the coldest of ice, intermingling inside a body, causing the yin and yang to constantly fighting inside. This is not something that any kind of body, human or not, can handle. Eventually, they will die.”

Lin Chen’s voice is calm but there’s a blanketed sadness in it. Wei WuXian gasps sharply. Lin Chen takes one look at Wei WuXian and chuckles. “Oh. No. This is not your case, obviously. You can only get poisoned if your body is burned and thrown in to ice then got bitten by the snow bug in Mei Ling. Even if you did, you’d turned into a beast, not getting pregnant.”

“Then what are you saying?” Wei WuXian frowns.

“Sorry. I was just wondering if that person was a cultivator, and if he had a cultivation partner, would he be cured way sooner,” Lin Chen stares passed Wei WuXian’s shoulders, toward a tree outside. He comes out of his own reverie in a second, smiling wide at Wei WuXian, “Never mind. It’s not something to trouble you with.” He then bows his head at Wei WuXian. “You’ve really amazed me, Wei WuXian.”

“Sure? I know I’m amazing.” Wei WuXian raises an eyebrow. “But is this really about the clash of yin and yang? I mean, resentful energy is also yin energy but I have never felt it clashed with Lan Zhan’s. If anything, his spiritual energy has been balancing mine so I’m able to control it. I mean, I can control it. It’s just make it easier.”

“The ‘everyday’?” The corner of Lin Chen’s mouth twitches.

Wei WuXian coughs awkwardly into his sleeve, “Yeah, actually there’s another reason for that but, anyway. Why did you mention a core? Surely you didn’t just mention it for the sake of mentioning it.”

“It’s because it’s exactly what it is.” Lin Chen says matter-of-factly.

Wei WuXian is perplexed. He touches his abdomen. He opens his mouth to say something but then closes it again.

Lin Chen nods. “I have tried to look at every angle and I was this close of wetting myself from laughing because the answer is actually very simple: it’s because you’ve been cultivating your golden core. But here’s the thing: you have been cultivating dark energy so without meaning to, your body has turned into some source of yin energy. On the contrary, WangJi’s yang energy is so robust, he’s practically a furnace. Your body is weak and if you cultivate by yourself, you wouldn’t be able to form a golden core in a few years.”

“Hence, the dual cultivation.” Wei WuXian nods, still unconsciously rubbing his thumb over his abdomen.

“Don’t interrupt. So, you are the source of yin and WangJi is the source of yang. You told me you never exert much of your energy during your dual cultivation and WangJi has been the one who gives more. In other words, he’s been nurturing you.”

Wei WuXian raises his hand as if he wants to stop Lin Chen. “Be very careful about what you’re going to say, Lin Chen.” He says in warning. “If you think I’ve been using Lan Zhan to---”

“No. Hear me out first.” Lin Chen swats Wei WuXian’s hand down. “I didn’t say you’ve been treating WangJi like a human cauldron. On the contrary, I’m guessing that before, he’s been using his spiritual energy to chase away the dark energy inside you, correct?”

Wei WuXian nods carefully.

“I think the reason why WangJi always finish inside you every time is because he wants to somehow keep his spiritual energy to stay inside you as long as possible until your body absorbs everything. Let’s be honest, I think he understands that sooner or later your body won’t be able to handle the dark energy you harness.”

Wei WuXian falls silent. He can’t rebuke Lin Chen’s words at all, especially his last sentence. His body from his previous life was way stronger and trained so even after he had lost his golden core, he was able to handle the resentful energy eating away his body for several years. Mo Xuan Yu’s body is a different case. He suspects this body won’t last that long albeit Wei WuXian taking it easy and focuses more on utilizing talismans and spiritual tools. That is the main reason Wei WuXian needs to cultivate a golden core: to keep him alive longer. Lan WangJi can’t agree more with him. They have been given a second chance and they surely would like to spend this life together, towards immortality is possible, but definitely as long as they can.

Lin Chen continues, “This is why I brought up the Poison of Bitter Flame. It becomes a poison because the poison from the snow bug prevents both energy to intermingle instead causing the energy to fight each other for dominance. But you’re not bitten by any bug. You don’t even have a core. So the energy intermingle and nurture each other very well inside you. It’s so balanced and compatible without each trying to cancel out the other. Do you know what happen when such balance of yin and yang formed, Wei WuXian?”

Wei WuXian snap a look at Lin Chen. “Life.” He says almost absent-mindedly.

“Precisely.” Lin Chen claps his hand.

“....So, when you mentioned core before---”

Lin Chen nods, lips curling into a smile. “In a sense, this child… is your core.”

Wei WuXian feels something welled up inside him as he once again feels his abdomen with his hand. A life he unconsciously created with Lan WangJi because they wanted to prolong his life span. He takes a stuttered breath a couple of times. He gulps down. “So...so you’re saying that, after this, if we try to dual cultivate for a core, it will never be a core but a child, instead?”

Lin Chen snorts. “Cultivation partners can achieve magnificent things through their dual cultivation, indeed but I think you can say this is kind of a miracle in itself. As a physician, it’s in my ethic not to say that it’s impossible but I couldn’t say that it’s possible, either. I personally think it will be too far fetched to say that it will happen again in the future.”

Wei WuXian takes a deep breath. “You’re right, I guess.” He then looks around the Jingshi, a bit bewildered. Suddenly he feels a little bit overwhelmed. He needs to see Lan WangJi.

***

Lan WangJi concludes his class for the day and nods as his students silently and orderly leave the Lanshi. He stays behind to tidy the materials he used for the class. He’s been meaning to go to CaiYi town today. This morning, Wei WuXian has expressed that he wanted to eat some pastries from a particular shop in town. But before he leaves, he heads for his Jingshi to check on his husband. He didn’t show up to accompany Lan WangJi in class today but Lan WangJi already knows that it’s Wei WuXian’s weekly acupuncture session with Lin Chen.

On his way, he’s met with Lan XiChen. “WangJi. The class has finished?”

“Mn.”

“You’re going back to your Jingshi?” Lan XiChen asks again.

Lan WangJi scrutinizes his brother’s face for a moment. “What is it, Brother?”

Lan XiChen looks away for a moment before lowering his tone. “Uncle is back. Just now. He is resting now but he wants to talk with us before dinner.” Lan XiChen turns, gesturing with his head that he will walk with Lan WangJi. He takes one look at his younger brother and sees the concern across Lan WangJi’s forehead. “Uncle did not want to bother you and we did not tell him that I am back for the moment.”

Lan WangJi matches his steps with his brother and feels himself takes a deep breath, too. He’s a little bit concerned about the way Lan XiChen says ‘for the moment’. This is the longest his brother is out of his seclusion and Lan WangJi is with everyone else in hoping that Lan XiChen’s seclusion is already over for good. But he doesn’t want to bother Lan XiChen with that for the moment.

“I will tell him.” Lan WangJi says, instead.

“Of course, you will.” Lan XiChen smiles. “I can not help but worrying, is all.”

Lan WangJi doesn’t respond but he understands what his older brother is implying. Lan WangJi has fought by himself to make the elders of their sect accept Wei WuXian’s status as his cultivation partner but now, it’s only a matter of telling their uncle without making his blood pressure shot to the roof. Lan XiChen is still worried because Lan WangJi sometimes tend to be too straightforward. As an older brother, Lan XiChen feels that it’s always his duty to smooth things a little bit.

“I am your brother, WangJi. It is my job to worry about you.”

Lan WangJi nods, a shade of pink apparent on the tip of his ears. “Mn.”

Not long, Lan WangJi’s Jingshi comes into view. “How is A-Xian?” Lan XiChen breaks the silence.

“He is getting better.”

“May I see him?” Lan XiChen ask out of politeness. He knows he can come and visit anytime he wants too.

Lan WangJi nods. “Wei Ying will be happy.”

To their surprised, Lin Chen is still in the Jingshi when Lan WangJi and Lan XiChen arrive. He looks like he’s just about to leave. “Oh. WangJi. Class over already?”

Lan WangJi nods. He turns his attention toward the sleeping area, finding a silhouette of Wei WuXian lying on the bed. “Wei Ying?”

“He’s sleeping.” Lin Chen says. “It’s good that you’re here too, XiChen. Let’s sit. I think I also need to tell you since I’ve told WuXian.”

Lan WangJi gives the place at the head of the table to Lan XiChen while he sits on his left, facing Lin Chen. As the youngest, Lin Chen pours tea for the other two. “What is it that you want to tell us, A-Chen?” Lan XiChen fixes his eyes curiously at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen crosses his arms then starts to narrate what he had told Wei WuXian earlier.

***

“Impressive,” Lan XiChen can’t stop himself from commenting.

Lin Chen chuckles. “Yes. That’s one word to describe it, I think.”

“And none of this is ever recorded in any journal about dual cultivation?” Lan XiChen wonders.

“You looked around, didn’t you? And did you really read any book about dual cultivation, XiChen?” Lin Chen raises an eyebrow.

Lan XiChen looks flustered. “I had to admit that I had not. When I helped WangJi to look for information, we were only looking at medical book and book on human anatomy.”

Lin Chen is quite amused. Lan XiChen doesn’t deny that somewhere in the Library Pavilion there is a book on dual cultivation. However, Lin Chen suspects the book must be pretty tame. He then turns to Lan WangJi who’s been silent. As usual, his handsome face doesn’t give away much but he’s been very quiet.

“WangJi?”

Lan WangJi looks at his brother then to Lin Chen. “Thank you for letting us know.” he says. He then turns his attention toward the inner chamber, where the bed is.

Lin Chen chuckles. “Yes. I think you two need some time alone. Let’s go, XiChen.”

Lan XiChen nods and stands up. “See you later, WangJi.”

Lan WangJi nods and sees his guests out. He closes the door without making any sound then turns to walk towards the bed. He sits beside Wei WuXian, who’s sleeping in a fetal position; both of his arms hugging his middle as if he’s protecting their child. His fingers gently runs across Wei WuXian’s forehead to comb away some strands then his knuckles glides lovingly along Wei WuXian’s cheek and jawline. He leans forward, gingerly kissing Wei WuXian on his cheekbone.

Wei WuXian is always full of surprises and it’s just one of the many things about him that made Lan WangJi became so fascinated and fell in love with Wei WuXian. Their marriage life by far is also full of surprises and Lan WangJi is sure it will always be that way since the end of time. Since the moment he heard WangXian melody at Dafan Mountain on that fateful day, Lan WangJi knew that he has been granted a second chance and that sealed his resolution even tighter and deeper. He only needs to love his Wei Ying, wholly and completely. He kisses Wei WuXian once again, this time near Wei WuXian’s lips.

Wei WuXian’s eyelashes flutter against Lan WangJi’s skin and Lan WangJi kisses him on the lips. Wei WuXian leans into the kiss, returning it with a smile. “What is it, Lan Zhan? Did you miss me that much?” he teases, cupping Lan WangJi’s face with both of his hands.

“Mn.” Lan WangJi kisses him again.

“Aaaw, come, come. Lay beside me. Gege will spoil you.” Wei WuXian places a hand on Lan WangJi’s nape to pull him closer and rubs his face against Lan WangJi’s. He moans when Lan WangJi shifts his face so he can claim his lips again. “You’re one lucky man, aren’t you, Lan Zhan? You should congratulate yourself for marrying me.”

“Mn. Lucky.” Lan WangJi whispers, his voice has turned husky.

Wei WuXian pulls away just slightly. “But do you know why I said that, HanGuang-Jun?”

“You are wonderful.”

Wei WuXian doesn’t see that coming. His face flushes as he smacks Lan WangJi’s chest, “Lan Zhan ah, how many times do I have to remind you that you need to give me a heads up before saying things like that? Please have mercy on my heart.”

Lan WangJi gathers Wei WuXian into his embrace, pulling the man up so now he’s sitting on Lan WangJi’s lap. Lan WangJi shifts so he can sit more comfortably. His nose nuzzles the skin on Wei WuXian’s neck. “Lin Chen told me.” He says.

“Oh. When-- Ah. Must be when I was asleep, right?”

Lan WangJi nods. His golden eyes search Wei WuXian’s gray ones. “Are you okay?”

“Of course, I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?” Wei WuXian shrugs. “No. I’m honest, Lan Zhan. It’s a food for thought, no doubt but I’m fine.” He leans forward to kiss the tip of Lan WangJi’s nose. “See? I’ve told you, Lan Zhan. Your name will definitely be recorded in history books not only for your heroic deeds and virtues but also about this! I’m sure there’s no other cultivation partners who can achieve this but us!”

Lan WangJi holds Wei WuXian around his waist. He pinches lightly. “Do not speak nonsense.”

Wei WuXian laughs. He kisses Lan WangJi again before leaning his head against Lan WangJi’s broad shoulder. His hand traces the hem of Lan WangJi’s collar. “But I do feel a bit overwhelmed.”

Lan WangJi caresses Wei WuXian’s back. “It is eye-opening.”

Wei WuXian’s shoulder shakes in laughter. “It is, isn’t it.” He straightens up to look into Lan WangJi’s eyes. His hand strokes the side of Lan WangJi’s jade-like face. “I love you so much, Lan Zhan.” he says.

“Love Wei Ying, too.” Lan WangJi replies and pulls him for another kiss.

Wei WuXian clings on Lan WangJi’s neck and pulls him to lie down with him. Lan WangJi’s hands soon roam along the side of Wei WuXian’s body then go around to rest on Wei WuXian’s bottom then squeezes lightly. Wei WuXian moans in delight, happily turning their kiss into an open mouthed one. He then rolls their position so he lays on top of Lan WangJi. He takes Lan WangJi’s hands, joining their fingers and bring their hands to rest on either side of Lan WangJi’s head. He slides down just a little bit, just so their hips come in contact in most perfect position and presses down just slightly.

He can hear Lan WangJi grunts into their kiss and he moans as Lan WangJi bites his lower lip. Wei WuXian takes this as a cue to start rolling his hips slowly. With a little bit of struggle, Wei WuXian pulls away from the kiss. He nips along Lan WangJi’s handsome jawline. The tips of his fingers seductively runs along Lan WangJi’s lips. “Don’t hold back, Er Gege. It’s been too long.”

Lan WangJi lets out a guttural sound from the back of his throat. His hands grab Wei WuXian by the hips and grinds, making Wei WuXian moans aloud. “Yes! Ravish me, Er Gege!”

Against his better judgement, Lan WangJi does so. He has to reprimand himself afterward because this time, Wei WuXian actually faints right after he climaxes. His body slumps listlessly on top of him and Lan WangJi can only hold him because he’s in the middle of climaxing too. He waits until he’s completely spent before carefully channeling a little bit more of his spiritual energy while pressing a point under Wei WuXian’s nose, just above his lip line.

Wei WuXian gasps softly. He looks a little bewildered for a second and blinks at Lan WangJi. “Lan Zhan, wha--”

“Shh,” Lan WangJi shushes him softly, cradling Wei WuXian’s body. “You fainted.”

“Ah.” Wei WuXian shifts and moans softly when he realizes that Lan WangJi is still inside him.

“Sorry.” Lan WangJi mutters and is about to pull himself out when Wei WuXian weakly prevents him from leaving.

“It’s fine. Stay inside for a little while. You’re very warm, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian tells him.

Lan WangJi kisses him just above his eyebrows. “Let me out. You have to rest.”

“Five minutes.” Wei WuXian whines. “Please.”

And who is Lan WangJi to say no to Wei WuXian.

***

It takes quite a while for Wei WuXian to recover and it doesn’t help that he’s attacked by a bout of nausea again. Lan WangJi clothes him and wraps him up tightly inside the blanket after giving Wei WuXian his herbal tea and pill. Lan WangJi is a little bit reluctant to leave Wei WuXian but he can’t possibly refuse meeting his uncle. So, he calls Lan SiZhui over to accompany Wei WuXian. He leaves some instructions about things that Wei WuXian can and can’t consume and Lan SiZhui diligently takes note of everything. After giving Wei WuXian another kiss on his forehead, Lan WangJi goes to Lan QiRen’s pavilion to greet him. Lan XiChen is already there when he arrives. Lan WangJi salutes the elder and his older brother and takes a seat just behind Lan XiChen, a little bit to the left.

“You don’t have to come here. We can meet at the Hanshi.” Lan QiRen says to his nephews.

Lan XiChen shakes his head briefly. “You just arrived, Uncle and since it is nearer to WangJi’s, I was thinking of having dinner here together later, if you do not mind.”

Lan QiRen nods, smoothing his beard over. “I don’t mind.”

Lan XiChen bows his head and starts brewing the tea. The conversation then starts by Lan XiChen asking Lan QiRen about his journey and followed by Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi telling him the current development with their sect. Lan QiRen seems to be quite content although he seems a little bit concerned about his oldest nephew. Upon hearing that it’s been almost two months since Lan XiChen left his seclusion, Lan QiRen’s shoulders relax a little bit.

“It’s been rather quiet, isn’t it?”

Lan XiChen’s lips curl in a small smile he’s trying to hide by looking down. Lan QiRen is clearly talking about the lack of sudden ruckus or loud noise that tend to happen every time Wei WuXian is in the Cloud Recesses.

“A--” Lan XiChen coughs, “Wei-gongzi is feeling rather unwell.”

Lan QiRen snorts into his cup. “So he can get sick. Good. Maybe after this he can learn to behave a little bit.”

“Uncle, that is a little bit unfair, isn’t it? Wei-gongzi has always been on his best behaviour ever since he married WangJi” Lan XiChen says. “And he hasn’t been breaking any of our rules.”

Lan WangJi nods in gratitude to his older brother. Lan QiRen has to begrudgingly agree. “Well, is it the flu?” He asks Lan WangJi this time.

“It is not the flu.” Lan WangJi answers readily. His knuckles twitch, trying to figure out how to tell his uncle about Wei WuXian’s pregnancy. He steals a look at Lan XiChen who’s also looking at him, ready to help if ever Lan WangJi gives him a sign to.

Lan QiRen is a bit impatient and he can tell from the way his nephews not giving him a direct answer then it must be due to something. He’s almost this close to hit the table and demand answer but he goes against it. He takes a deep breath and releases it slowly, deciding that he doesn’t want to deal with whatever Wei WuXian has done for now. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not ever. He then changes the subject himself.

“I heard we have guest.”

“Oh. Yes. Lin Chen. You remember him, Uncle. Young Master of LangYa Hall.” Lan XiChen picks up quickly.

“Master Lin’s son? Well, we should invite him for dinner.” Lan QiRen decides. “Why is he here?”

“To help Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi answers before Lan XiChen has the chance to.

Lan QiRen frowns. Even though he’s not fond of his nephew-in-law, it doesn’t mean he would love to see Wei WuXian suffer from illness, as well. He is friend the Master of LangYa so he knows what the father and son are capable of. Lin Chen is here to help, then it must be something quite serious. Lan QiRen braces himself. “Tell me what happened.”

“A child.” is all Lan WangJi says.

“Whose child?”

“Mine. ….and Wei Ying’s.”

Lan QiRen has to stop and looks at Lan XiChen. Lan XiChen only nods, urging him to keep listening to Lan WangJi. “....Your child?”

“Yes, uncle.”

Lan QiRen knows he’s dreading this more by each second, “.....This is not the same as when you brought Lan SiZhui here years ago?”

Lan WangJi shakes his head. “No. It is really our child.”

More silence.

“...........................How?”

Lan WangJi shifts just slightly. “Pregnancy happened when the yin and the yang match perfectly inside a body. Due to his cultivation method, Wei Ying’s body is yin instead of yang. And it matches perfectly with mine.”

“Pregnancy.” Lan QiRen repeats with dread.

Lan WangJi nods. “Almost 14 weeks.”

Lan QiRen closes his eyes and massages the bridge of his nose as he face pinches in slight agony. Somewhere at the back of his mind he has to admit that this is something that’s truly can be done by Wei WuXian only. Wei WuXian has been doing extraordinary things for the course of two lives. Lan QiRen may not agree to all of those things but those are still extraordinary.

He finishes his tea. “So, Wei WuXian has been not well because of this?”

“Yes.”

Lan XiChen steps in. “Both Physician Cai and Lin Chen are quite concerned about this. His nausea and morning sickness are really bad. Physician Cai said this sometimes happens even to women but Lin Chen suspects that Wei-gongzi’s body may have difficulty in adjusting to the child.”

“Lin Chen will stay and observe Wei Ying until delivery.” Lan WangJi informs.

Lan QiRen feels his headache worsen. He reaches out for his pill and seeing this, Lan XiChen pours him more tea to wash it down. “I guess there’s nothing to be done about this.”

Lan XiChen almost laughed upon hearing the resigned tone in his uncle’s words. He lowers his head, suppressing the urge into a small smile instead. “Indeed, Uncle.”

Lan QiRen looks at his youngest nephew. He may not be the same level with Lan XiChen in reading Lan WangJi even though he single handedly raised both of them but right now he can tell that it is one of those times that Lan WangJi is quite determined and whatever people said he won’t budge. Lan QiRen takes another deep breath. Putting everything aside, he has acknowledged Wei WuXian as his nephew’s cultivation partner and Wei WuXian is allowed to come to sect banquet and stand beside Lan WangJi on formal gatherings as his rightful and official spouse. Wei WuXian now is as much a part of Lan clan and sect as everyone who wears the white forehead ribbon. And Lan clan is desperately in need of an heir right now.

“Then you should take very good care of your cultivation partner, WangJi. Tell Lin Chen not to hesitate to ask for assistance.” Lan QiRen says in the end.

Lan XiChen turns to Lan WangJi who now looks like he’s almost smiling. Lan WangJi bows to Lan QiRen. “I will, Uncle.”

Lan QiRen nods back. He feels it will take longer for him to be able to accept this. He’s seriously considering to retire to the back mountain and leave everything to his nephews. He opens his eyes. “Should we have dinner now?” he asks instead.

“Should we invite Lin Chen so he can explain things more clearly to you, Uncle?” Lan XiChen asks politely.

“Are you taking me as imbecile, XiChen?” he snaps but he nods. “Yes. Invite him over. I have questions.”

Lan XiChen smiles as he nods. Lan WangJi offers to call Lin Chen by himself as he needs to check on Wei WuXian first. Lan QiRen dismisses him with a wave of his hand.

“XiChen.”

“Yes, Uncle?”

“How comfortable can you be in the back mountain?”

***

Chapter Text

The news that the honorable HanGuang-Jun and Wei WuXian are expecting a child is made known to the entire GusuLan sect during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Lan XiChen announces the happy news at the end of the sect’s Mid-Autumn banquet; raising his cup of tea to the couple to lead the entire sect members to congratulate them. Wei WuXian almost can’t contain himself upon looking at the faces of the elders and disciples as they bewilderedly offer their congratulations. Wei WuXian turns and shrugs his face against Lan WangJi’s upper arm while his own shoulders shakes in suppressed laughter. Lan WangJi has to grab Wei WuXian’s elbow and squeezes so that that husband of his won’t go howling. Lan QiRen coughs into his tea and clacks his tongue in disapproval while Lan XiChen hides a chuckle behind his sleeves.

Younger, more curious disciples flock around Wei WuXian after the banquet. Some of them want to touch Wei WuXian’s abdomen just to make sure. The bump on Wei WuXian’s abdomen has grown but the black of his robes still able to camouflage the shape of his body. Before they are able to, they are stopped by Lan WangJi who takes a step forward and glares disapprovingly at them. Immediately, the disciples retract their hands as they shuffle away and bow down in guilt. Lan WangJi only nods and they scramble away, with some younger ones still trying to steal a look over their shoulders. Wei WuXian feels a little bit bad but he waves his hand at them.

However, Lan WangJi let Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi, who have been following them since they have been promised that they can go with the couple to CaiYi Town after the banquet, to touch Wei WuXian’s abdomen, if they wish to. Just because.

At the other side of the banquet hall, Lin Chen generously offers curious older disciples to come to him if they ever want to discuss more on dual cultivation.

***

As winter comes, the weather has decidedly turned colder. Lan WangJi doesn’t let Wei WuXian out of the JingShi and wander around without a white winter coat draped around his shoulders. The winter coat is, of course, Lan WangJi’s. Wei WuXian obviously has his own winter coat but lately he seems to prefer to wear Lan WangJi’s various articles of clothing. Wei WuXian reasons that his nausea has significantly lessen due to him wearing Lan WangJi’s clothing. It’s nonsense, of course. Lin Chen has found that it’s due to some issue with Wei WuXian’s liver and has prescribed him with new medications so he’s relatively getting better now. And now that he’s getting better, Lin Chen wants him to start gaining more weight since he’s in his second trimester and they can’t have too small a baby.

Day by day, Wei WuXian’s coloration is back and he’s gradually gaining weight as his appetite improves. His nausea now only happen in the morning and only when he smells or tastes something too strong. But now he feels tired all the time. He’s usually feeling quite energetic in the morning but he will feel sluggish even before midday so retreating back to the JingShi for a nap is still a common occurrence. Sometimes a short walk to CaiYi results in aching on his feet. He also has to cut down his time working on his talismans or any spiritual tools he’s been developing because his hands feel numb only after working for one or two hours. He complains about this out loud, of course and Lan WangJi educates himself on midwifery notes so he can help Wei WuXian to feel more comfortable.

This results in the mellowing down of their dual cultivation session. Lan WangJi also consults Lin Chen, with both of his ears burning red. He’s quite determined, though. At the beginning of their relationship, both of them were inexperienced; basing their knowledge on pornography. Dual cultivation are never discussed extensively, only noting that the practice will result in great improvement of spiritual power and cultivation level of both parties and ensure their path to immortality. Sex in general is simply something you don’t talk about; especially in the Cloud Recesses. Now, they have Lin Chen around; who is not only a very accomplished physician but also unapologetic about sharing this kind of knowledge with anyone who asked.

Wei WuXian, obviously, notices Lan WangJi’s intention. Lan WangJi is still as passionate as ever but nowadays he doesn’t always penetrate but opts to making sure that Wei WuXian is feeling as comfortable as possible while still managing to channel his spiritual energy into Wei WuXian’s body. Upon this realization, because Wei WuXian’s mood also has taken quite a weird ups and downs lately, he feels so overwhelmed he cries. He doesn’t say anything to Lan WangJi, though because, well, they still feel good and it does help a lot to manage the discomfort he’s been feeling.

***

“Nngh,” Wei WuXian whines as Lan WangJi helps him out of the bathtub.

“What is it?” Lan WangJi asks as he checks Wei WuXian’s body for any discomfort.

Wei WuXian drapes his arms around Lan WangJi’s shoulders, shaking his head. “Nothing. I just feel a little bit sore.”

Lan WangJi drapes a dry cloth around Wei WuXian. His hands fall on Wei WuXian’s hips, caressing lovingly, “Was I too rough?”

Wei WuXian bursts a chuckle. He squirms as Lan WangJi continue to pat him dry. “You’ve been really, really good to me, HanGuang-Jun.” He drops a kiss on Lan WangJi’s temple. “You know that I got tired easily now. I know it’s to be expected but I still find it ridiculous. I hardly do anything, I don’t even get to go night-hunting, and yet I feel like I just came back from dealing with hundreds of corpses.” he pouts.

Lan WangJi puts his husband into one of his own inner robe and pulls Wei WuXian into his embrace gently. He runs his big hands along Wei WuXian’s spine, lovingly channeling his spiritual energy until Wei WuXian makes a comfortable noise against his shoulders.

“Haaa...that indeed feels so good. Why are you so good to me, Lan Zhan? Is it because I’m carrying your child?” Wei WuXian pulls back and bats his eyelashes to his husband.

Lan WangJi bites Wei WuXian’s cheek as an answer. “Ridiculous.”

“Ow! How is it ridiculous? It goes without saying that you should be kind to the person carrying your child, Lan Zhan! Are you rolling your eyes at me, HanGuang-Jun? Now, who is being ridiculous here?”

Lan WangJi ignores Wei WuXian’s chatter. He carries Wei WuXian over to the living room. His guqin is laid on his desk. He arranges for Wei WuXian to sit on his lap. “Wait, wait, wait. I’ll play with you!” Wei WuXian scrambles to his feet and takes Chen Qing from beside the bed; half ignoring Lan WangJi’s warning to move slower. He then sits beside Lan WangJi and readies the dizi. Lan WangJi takes the white furry coat and drapes it around Wei WuXian before positioning his hands on top of his guqin and starts playing.

Lan WangJi has found a journal that noted that talking and playing music to a child early in the womb has many benefits for its growth. This is easy since Wei WuXian likes to talk and both of them cultivates with music. Now, they make it a routine to play for the child before bed.

“Hey, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian calls after they finished a song.

“What is it?” Lan WangJi marvels at the excitement in Wei WuXian’s face. It seems that an idea just popped in Wei WuXian’s mind and like always, he wants to share it with his husband.

“How about composing a song for the child? I mean, you composed a song about us, so why don’t we compose a song for this child?” Wei WuXian beams. “It’s a good idea, right? Oh! I know! Why don’t we ask XiChen-ge to compose it for us?”

Lan WangJi looks thoughtful for a moment. His forehead creases slightly. “Why Brother?”

Wei WuXian leans his weight against Lan WangJi’s arm. “Of course I prefer it better if we’re the ones who compose the song but, you know, he’s been lonely, isn’t he? Even though he’s out of seclusion, he still looks quite sad. But he’s been interested in this child just as much as we do. I mean, this child will be his nephew or niece so I think I get how he feels. I was also excited when I heard Shijie was pregnant with Jin Ling back then. He’s also been good to me. What do you think, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi looks at his husband for a long moment. Still not offering anything, he pulls Wei WuXian close until Wei WuXian is sitting on his lap again. His arms engulf Wei WuXian in a big, tight, rather possessive hug.

“Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi doesn’t answer. He doesn’t want to deny Wei WuXian anything, really. It’s a promise to Wei WuXian and to himself. At the same time, it’s Lan XiChen they’re talking about. Both of them know that Lan WangJi is also quite partial when it comes to his brother.

“Use your words, Lan Er-gege,” Wei WuXian coaxes him although from his tone, he may have guessed what Lan WangJi has in mind.

Lan WangJi buries his face into Wei WuXian’s hair. One of his hands move lower to rest on Wei WuXian’s abdomen and caress the bump slowly, lovingly, possessively. He inhales deeply. “This child is ours. Yours and mine. Noone else.”

Wei WuXian blinks at the intensity of Lan WangJi’s feeling. He can feel his heart melt so he laughs. He touches Lan WangJi’s wrists and turns around a bit so he can kiss Lan WangJi. “Okay, okay. Forget it, then. Don’t be upset. It’s my fault. Let’s just play for our child again, okay?”

“Not your fault,” Lan WangJi mumbles into Wei WuXian’s hair.

Wei WuXian nuzzles his nose against Lan WangJi’s. “You’re just soooo cute, Lan Zhan.” He kisses his husband once again. “Alright. Let’s play another song!”

Lan WangJi nods, “Mn.” But he only release Wei WuXian from his embrace after pulling him into another deep kiss.

***

“A-Xian.”

“Ah. I’ve been wondering what are you up to these days, XiChen-ge.” Wei WuXian grins widely at his brother-in-law when Lan XiChen finds him in the meadow where Lan WangJi keeps his rabbits.

Lan XiChen smiles, “Uncle is determined to have me do my duties again and it is long overdue, indeed. You’re not feeling lonely, are you, A-Xian? I will talk to Uncle and take over some of WangJi’s tasks.”

Wei WuXian laughs. “Believe me, ZeWu-Jun. Even if I want to be alone, Lan Zhan won’t ever let me be. Come, sit! Lan Zhan’s just gone to take our lunch. We can share.”

Lan XiChen notices that a mat and a thick blanket spread on the ground and Wei WuXian has another sitting mat under him. The spread is big enough for two people to sit on. Lan XiChen sits down beside Wei WuXian and soon, one of the rabbits come closer to him and sniffs on his knee inquisitively. He takes it and puts it on his lap.

“Is it not too cold for you outside, A-Xian?” Lan XiChen then asks, noticing the white winter coat draped around Wei WuXian and the small portable brazier near his feet. “Does Lin Chen know about this?”

Wei WuXian waves his hand dismissively. “It’s not that cold and I’m wrapped warmly. Besides, it’s quite nice today. Your GusuLan winter robe is really the best! Might as well enjoy it before Lan Zhan actually confined me in the JingShi on Lin Chen’s order.”

Lan XiChen chuckles. Wei WuXian is definitely showing now. His abdomen swell quite considerably and Lan XiChen is quite amazed considering it was barely visible not a month ago. Wei WuXian seems to notice this and he reaches out his hand to offer. “Do you want to touch it, XiChen-ge?“

Lan XiChen looks away, realizing he’s been staring but Wei WuXian’s hand is still stretched out. “Is it okay?” he asks, doubtful.

Wei WuXian nods. “Only very few people have this privilege, you know. And since you’re the uncle, so of course you may touch it.” With that, Wei WuXian moves to grab Lan XiChen’s hand and guide it to his swollen abdomen.

Lan XiChen feels a little bit nervous, slightly doubting if he really deserves this privilege. He touches slowly and as gentle as he can, finally putting his palm on the side of Wei WuXian’s abdomen. It feels warm. Lan XiChen frowns. He shifts his hand. He can feel something pulsating inside Wei WuXian. It’s warm and alive. Lan XiChen can’t help but comparing it to the feeling of his own core inside him. He smiles up at Wei WuXian as he finally get the understanding of what Lin Chen explained to them.

Lan XiChen doesn’t linger too long. “How are you feeling, A-Xian?” He retracts his hand after thanking Wei WuXian, “Lin Chen told me you’re progressing alright but he seems to be a little worried about something.”

Wei WuXian frowns. “I’m good, I guess. A little sore here and there. Some numbness here and there. Lin Chen hasn’t said anything though? What is he worried about?”

Lan XiChen realizes he shouldn’t have said that. He inclines his head in apology. “If he doesn’t say anything then it probably is nothing. After all, he’s a trustworthy person.”

Wei WuXian smiles at that. “It’s nice to hear you say that, XiChen-ge.”

“What do you mean?” Lan XiChen is taken aback.

Wei WuXian lifts up the rabbit he’s been holding to nuzzle his nose against the rabbit’s pink one. “You’re putting trust in people again. So it’s good. Right, bunny?” he coos to the rabbit.

Lan XiChen looks at Wei WuXian unblinking for a moment before looking down, caressing the rabbit still on his lap. He feels a little bit embarrassed but also touched. He looks up and smiles to his brother-in-law. “I need to apologize to you, A-Xian.”

“To me? Whatever for?” Wei WuXian’s eyebrows shoot up.

“For what I said to you in that GuanYin Temple. Did you remember what I said?” Lan XiChen’s soft voice is a little bit unsure.

Wei WuXian tilts his head to the side. “A lot of things were said and a lot of things were done that day, XiChen-ge. You need to point out which one. My memory is really bad, you know.”

“Ah. Very well. It was when you just arrived at the temple. That time, I was feeling quite frustrated and confused about the whole situation. Then I found out that I still had to worry about WangJi because apparently you weren’t aware of his feelings.” Lan XiChen takes a moment to take a deep inhale. “I said that you were the only mistake WangJi ever made.”

Wei WuXian looks surprised, then his forehead creases. “Did you really say that? Hahaha, I guess I wasn’t really paying attention to every detail that day. Mind you, when I came to that place, I was sure I had ruined everything with Lan Zhan and definitely freaking out when you told me about Lan Zhan’s feelings for me. So if you thought I was a mistake then you were not entirely wrong because I was thinking it, too!” He chuckles for a good measure, “Hell, if I could go back in time, I’d definitely give myself a good kicking. So, don’t worry about it, XiChen-ge.”

“Still, I feel I need to apologize.” Lan XiChen lowers his head to Wei WuXian. “My words were too harsh and unwarranted. I didn’t know you as well as WangJi knows you. I was feeling protective about WangJi. I should’ve trusted him more. Watching the two of you now, and after spending time talking with you, I can say for certain that you definitely is not a mistake.”

Wei WuXian lifts up the rabbit again. This time to bury his reddened face against the rabbit’s fur. “XiChen-ge, stop it! You really are Lan WangJi’s brother! How can you Two Jade are even allowed to say things like that without warning, huh? Take pity of people’s heart!”

Lan XiChen blinks then he chuckles. This brother-in-law of him is really an interesting person.

Wei WuXian puts down the rabbit to let it roam freely with the other rabbits. “I have said this to Lan Zhan: my bad memory is credit to my late mother. She drilled to me to only remember what goodness others do to me. So, no need for that, XiChen-ge. We’re family, right? Besides, if I was mad at you, it will only make Lan Zhan sad and I don’t want to make him sad ever again. Am I right, Lan Zhan?”

Indeed Lan WangJi is already standing near them, carrying a box in his hands. He looks like he’s been there for a moment and probably heard quite a lot. Lan XiChen is surprised he doesn’t realize his coming. He’s feeling a little bit ashamed with himself for letting himself too swept away with emotion so he doesn’t realize his surroundings. Maybe he should retreat for a couple of days to shape up.

Lan WangJi puts down the box in front of Wei WuXian. He bends down to scoop Wei WuXian into his arms. Wei WuXian yelps but Lan WangJi takes the place Wei WuXian just vacated and gently put Wei WuXian down on his lap. After letting Wei WuXian shuffles a bit to be comfortable on his lap, he then turns to his brother, his voice soft and genuine. “You are not at fault, Brother.”

Lan XiChen takes a deep breath then bow to his younger brother and brother-in-law, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. “Thank you, WangJi. Thank you, A-Xian.”

Wei WuXian waves his hand again. “No need, no need. Let’s eat! Oh! Right, you only brought for the two of us, didn’t you, Lan Zhan? Oh, well. It’s fine. XiChen-ge can have yours. We can share, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian starts to open the box, revealing a couple of dishes and a set of tea.

Lan XiChen shakes his head. “Do not worry about me. You need to eat for two, A-Xian. You have to remember that.”

Wei WuXian blushes slightly. “It’s fine. I will crave for more food in two hours, anyway. It won’t make a difference. Come on, eat up, XiChen-ge. You too, Lan Zhan.”

“You first,” Lan WangJi takes a bowl of rice and piles it with vegetables and meals for Wei WuXian.

“Right! I haven’t asked you why you were looking for me, XiChen-ge.” Wei WuXian says as he starts eating.

Just like any member of GusuLan sect, and because he is the sect leader, Lan XiChen also makes sure he swallows his food before speaking. “I was looking for the both of you.” He admits. “Apparently, the juniors are so excited about your child and they told the juniors of other sects on the last joined night-hunt. In short, people are already spreading rumours and I have received letters from other sects. They inquire if this is true and wonder when we would hold a banquet to announce this so they can come and congratulate you in person.”

The corner of Lan WangJi’s eyebrow twitches. Wei WuXian shares the thought. “You mean they want to see what freak show the Yiling Patriarch has to offer now?” he snorts. He feels like he’s eaten enough and hands over the bowl to Lan WangJi. “Don’t they know that a pregnant person is usually confined and is not even allowed to meet guest?!”

“You are not confined.” Lan WangJi says softly.

“I know, Lan Zhan. That’s not what I meant.” Wei WuXian says a bit impatiently.

Lan WangJi rubs Wei WuXian’s upper arm lovingly. “Do not be agitated. Breathe.”

Wei WuXian inhales sharply. He grabs Lan WangJi’s hand and holds it tight as he releases a long exhale. He then mutters, “Sorry. It’s just...my mood is weird lately.”

Lan XiChen shakes his head, understanding his brother-in-law’s situation. “It is entirely up to you if you want to make the announcement or not. Uncle also prefer that you are left alone but I think you should be notified about this, at least.”

Lan WangJi nods at his brother. He looks down at Wei WuXian and moves the hand that Wei WuXian hasn’t released, placing both of their hands on top of Wei WuXian’s abdomen. He lowers his head to whisper something into Wei WuXian’s hair before looking up at his brother, “We will announce after the child is born.” He declares.

“I also think it is best.” Lan XiChen agrees. “I will take care of them.” He assures them with a smile.

***

The guest quarter of Cloud Recesses lately looks like it has been turned into a small apothecary slash impromptu lecture hall. Lin Chen can always work in the healing wing but he prefers to do his own research in his rooms. He has turned one of the rooms into his study and it’s packed with books, scrolls, jars, vials, and a couple of burners set beside his desk. Add to that the number of curious disciples who come to him to inquire about something, usually regarding dual cultivation. Lin Chen gladly talks to them and also generously kicks out those who he considers too young for such knowledge.

He’s in the middle of concocting another bath of the pills for Wei WuXian. While occasionally stirs the pot sitting on a burner, he studies a scroll. A package containing books and scrolls just arrived from LangYa the other day and Lin Chen has been studying them. He takes a brush, dip it in the inkwell and is about to write when he sees Wei WuXian walking toward the guest quarters from the window. And he looks sulky.

The sight of Wei WuXian standing in the doorway to his study not long after is quite interesting. He still looks quite sulky, maybe annoyed, but his eyes are determined. “Lin Chen!” he demands.

“Don’t stand in the doorway. Haven’t you heard that it will be bad for you? Sit down here by the fire.” Lin Chen says; beckoning his uninvited guest to come in.

Wei WuXian blinks but he obeys. He sits down, almost forgetting that he needs to move carefully. “Am I really, really, really, really not allowed any amount of alcohol?”

Lin Chen rolls his eyes at him. “Are you really asking me that? I’m your physician!”

“It’s because you’re my physician so I ask!”

Lin Chen studies Wei WuXian’s face for a moment before putting down his brush. “What happened?”

Wei WuXian looks away for a moment before taking a deep breath.

*

“Just a little bit!” Wei WuXian begs Lan WangJi when he suddenly has a craving for Emperor’s Smile and can’t find any in the usual secret storage.

“No.” Lan WangJi says, almost ignoring Wei WuXian as he keeps on reading.

“A sip, then.” Wei WuXian is still trying.

“You can not drink.” Lan WangJi says matter-of-factly.

“I haven’t been drinking for almost four months! I’ve been good, Lan Er-gege. You will give me that, right?” Wei WuXian slides up to Lan WangJi and nudges his sides.

“It is not good for your liver.”

Wei WuXian groans. “I knooow! But I’ve been taking medicine! Lin Chen also said I’m getting better! I don’t vomit as much as before and I can eat almost anything. Just one sip, Lan Zhan! I promise I will be good after that. One sip won’t affect me or the child, right? I really want it. Lan Zhaaaan!”

“Be good, Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi flips another page.

Seeing that Lan WangJi won’t budge, Wei WuXian decides to try his secret weapon. Wei WuXian stomps. “You said that you won’t ever deny me of anything ever again! Do you remember that? Are you a liar now, HanGuang-Jun?”

Lan WangJi stops reading. The lines of his shoulders stiffens just slightly. “I am not.” And for a moment he looks at Wei WuXian as if Wei WuXian is a kid needs reprimanding. “But this is important. You must endure it.”

Wei WuXian feels the hair on the back of his head bristles. “That’s easy coming from you when you don't even drink and don’t experience cravings like I do now. It’s not like I want to, okay? I can’t help it! I can’t control this craving! What do you want me to do? Got through a purification ritual at the Cold Spring? Fine! I’ll go there! See if the cold will do any good to me and this child!”

“Wei Ying!” Lan WangJi warns.

“What?!” Wei WuXian snaps back. “It’s just a little sip! Urgh! I hate you so much right now!”

The look on Lan WangJi’s eyes are one of shock. “Wei--”

“Enough, Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian stands up and walks out the JIngshi. “Don’t! Leave me alone!” He snaps again when he hears Lan WangJi following him.

“Then, where are you going?” Lan WangJi asks silently.

“To XiChen-ge! He’s a much better companion than you at this moment!”

Lan WangJi takes a deep breath as he watches Wei WuXian walking away. Lan WangJi looks at his husband’s abandoned work on the table. He finds himself wondering if he truly being a little bit too strict to his husband. He considers he would wait an hour or two before looking for his husband. Wei WuXian usually never stay angry longer than that.

*

A brow shoots up as Wei WuXian finishes up his story. “So? Why are you here instead of with XiChen like you told WangJi?”

Wei WuXian sulks. “XiChen-ge is busy.”

“Listen,” Lin Chen sighs. “I’m a physician, not a marriage consultant. I’m not even married!”

“And who’s asking you for advice, anyway? You asked what happened so I told you!” Wei WuXian grumbles. “So, tell me. Is it really forbidden because the cravings have turned a little bit ridiculous and it’s me saying it so it must be something!”

“It is a thing.” Lin Chen stirs on the pot and removes it from the burner. “That is to say, a pregnancy thing. A relative of mine used to crave to smell wet shoes when she was pregnant.”

Wei WuXian makes a disgusted face. “Ew.”

“Yes. Ew.” Lin Chen crosses his arms in front of his chest. “The cravings are ridiculous and unreasonable. No one can explain why it happened but it happened. So as long as it’s not something that’s harmful to the mother and/or the child, most physician and midwife will say to go with it. In your case -- or anyone’s case, in this matter -- alcohol is definitely will be harmful.”

Wei WuXian looks down. One of his hand grips on his robe while the other one touches his abdomen. “It’s so annoying.”

“Be careful with your words, WuXian. Soon enough your child will be able to hear everything you say.” There’s a glint of mischief in Lin Chen’s eyes. “You wouldn’t want it to think it’s them that’s annoying you.”

Wei WuXian groans miserably and pats his abdomen gently. “No, no. no. Sorry about that, little one. You’re not annoying. It’s this craving that’s annoying. Also maybe your father is also a little bit annoying at the moment. But I know it’s because he’s worried. Too worried, I must say. I know he loves me and I love him and we love you, little one.”

Lin Chen chuckles out loud. “You’re crazy.” he shakes his head. He then rises to move and sit beside Wei WuXian. “Let me check. You’re here anyway so no need to wait until I visit you tomorrow. Open.”

“Ah. Okay.” Wei WuXian obeys and starts to loosen his sash and pulls the layers of his robes aside. He shifts some more to expose his swollen abdomen. Lin Chen uses both of his hands to touch Wei WuXian’s abdomen slowly. He presses here and there gently. Wei WuXian winces.

“What is it?” Lin Chen asks immediately.

“Nothing. It’s just feels a little bit...I don’t know how to say it, tight? Sometimes.” Wei WuXian tells him.

Lin Chen feels the same place he just touched again. “Hmm. Okay. Nothing a soothing cream won't help.” He pulls away. “Wrist.”

Wei WuXian reaches out his left hand. Lin Chen feels for his pulse for a moment. The young physician nods his head a couple of times. “Do you feel anything else?”

Wei WuXian frowns lightly. “Other than the things that you told me is to be expected, not really.” He falls silent for a moment. “Ah! There is something!” Wei WuXian exclaims. “You said that this child is my golden core, right?”

“It was just a figure of speech, you know.” Lin Chen corrects him.

“Yes. Yes. But I can’t help but feel like I have managed to cultivate one!”

Lin Chen frowns. “How so?”

Wei WuXian laughs. “It’s silly, I know. But the feeling of this child is ridiculously similar to a golden core. It’s always warm and whenever I cultivate, alone or with Lan Zhan, it pulsates more lively. Like, it reacts so well to our spiritual energy. I can regulate my qi and spiritual power better now. If anything, it’s like the child is giving me more energy? I feel like I can shrug away all the discomfort and go slay monsters and fierce corpses anytime!”

Lin Chen huffs. “It’s to be expected, though. I don’t mean to dampen your spirit but it’s about time. You’re eating well, you’ve gained weight, and usually pregnant people will gradually feeling stronger nearing the third trimester.” Wei WuXian pouts at him. “Save it. It only means that I probably would let you do more physical activities,” Lin Chen quickly raises his index finger as a warning to Wei WuXian before Wei WuXian becomes too excited, “I said probably. We’ll have to see.”

“I know coming to you is the right decision, Lin Chen!” Wei WuXian exclaims enthusiastically.

Lin Chen tugs at Wei WuXian’s robe as a signal for Wei WuXian to cover up as he’s done with his examination. “Remember: all the strength you cultivate right now, you will need it to deliver the child.”

“I understand. I promise I won’t be reckless.” Wei WuXian raises three of his fingers toward Heaven.

Lin Chen snorts. “Better than nothing, I guess.” He checks on the cooling concoction. The liquid has turned clearer while there’s a residue settling on the bottom of the pot. Li Chen tips the pot over another pot to let the liquid go. He takes the first pot and hands it over to Wei WuXian. “Here. Make yourself useful.”

“What’s this?” Wei WuXian takes a sniff and makes a disgusted face.

“Your pills. Add some honey to it then shape it into small pills.” Lin Chen instructed, pointing to a jar of honey in between many jars and vials on the desk. “Get to it.”

Wei WuXian grumbles but he moves to work.

***

Exactly two hours after Wei WuXian left, Lan WangJi puts down his brush and starts looking for his husband. First, he goes to the Hanshi but Wei WuXian is not there. Lan XiChen tells him that he hasn’t seen Wei WuXian the whole day. With an amused smile, Lan XiChen offers to accompany him but Lan WangJi refuses politely. Wei WuXian is not in the Library Pavilion, either or at the sparring hall where the disciples practice their sword work during winter.

“HanGuang-Jun,” Lan SiZhui greets him ever so politely when they meet at a hallway.

Lan WangJi nods his head in reply, “SiZhui.”

“Are you looking for Senior Wei?”

“Mn.”

Lan SiZhui doesn’t need to be an expert in reading Lan WangJi when the older cultivator looks like he’s wandering around. Wei WuXian must have done some prank and has coaxed Lan WangJi to come and find him if he can. “Earlier, I saw Senior Wei heading toward the guest quarters. Perhaps he is visiting Young Master Lin?” Lan SiZhui suggests helpfully.

“Thank you.” Lan WangJi says. He then takes a better look at the guqin strapped behind Lan SiZhui. He nods at it. “Would you like to come and play with me later?”

Lan SiZhui’s eyes widen in excitement. “I’d love to! Thank you, HanGuang-Jun!”

“No need.” Lan WangJi says. “Come after dinner. Wei Ying will play, too.”

“I will be there, HanGuang-Jun!” Lan SiZhui’s voice turns a little bit too excited and he quickly mutters an apology which Lan WangJi dismisses. Lan SiZhui then excuses himself; there’s a little bounce in his steps. Lan WangJi stares at his adopted son for a moment, a trace of fondness twinkles in his eyes.

Just like what Lan SiZhui informed him, Lan WangJi finds Wei WuXian at Lin Chen’s guest quarters. They are inside Lin Chen’s study and Wei WuXian has his back facing the door. Lan WangJi knocks at the door frame and courteously nods his greetings to Lin Chen.

“Lin Chen.”

“WangJi.” Lin Chen returns his greeting. His eyes shift from Lan WangJi to Wei WuXian who apparently has decided not to be responsive. He must have been decided to pull on another prank on his husband. Lin Chen snorts.

Wei WuXian is still busying himself crushing dry ingredients using a mortar when he feels something soft and warm drapes around his shoulders. He tilts his head just slightly to take a peek and finds Lan WangJi wrapping the coat around him. He has forgotten to wear the robe when he stormed out of the Jingshi earlier. He turns his head away again.

“Sit down, WangJi.” Lin Chen says as he offers Lan WangJi a cup of tea.

Lan WangJi settles himself beside Wei WuXian and receives the tea gratefully. “Thank you.” He sneaks a glance at Wei WuXian. “Is Wei Ying okay?” he asks.

“Hm? Yes. He’s fine. He’s just feeling a little bit annoyed, that’s all. Beginning to annoy me, too, to be honest. I’ve been waiting for you to come and take him away.”

Wei WuXian balks at Lin Chen, then he narrows his eyes nastily at the younger man. “Traitor.” he hisses.

“I never said I would shelter you in here, though?” Lin Chen retorts back. He turns to Lan WangJi again. “Go. Take him away. Don’t forget his pills.” He nods to one white jar.

Lan WangJi takes the jar and scoops Wei WuXian into his arms.

“What? No! Put me down!” Wei WuXian screams his protest but his arms have instinctively go around Lan WangJi’s neck and shoulders for safety.

“Excuse us.” Lan WangJi nods to Lin Chen before turning away with his husband in his arms. His steps are long and assured, his arms firm around his husband who is literally throwing a tantrum. Servants and disciples makes way for them as they pass. Lan SiZhui wisely shakes his head as he holds Lan JingYi’s arm to prevent him from asking what is wrong with Wei WuXian.

“Put me down! Put me down! I’ve told you I don’t want to see your face right now, Lan WangJi! What part of it is so hard to understand?! Put me down this instance!”

“Stay still. You will fall.” Lan WangJi calmly tells his husband. They have arrived at the Jingshi and Lan WangJi carefully lowers Wei WuXian down. Before Wei WuXias has any chance to move or even say something, Lan WangJi pulls him into a hug.

“Lan Zh-- hmmph!”

And kisses him deeply.

Since Wei WuXian only want to find out how far he can push in annoying his husband, he’s surely not prepared for this. His hands cling on Lan WangJi’s shoulders and he melts into the kiss. Still, he manages to let out a disgruntled moan before kissing back. When he pulls back for air, he winces because Lan WangJi is looking at him with a little sadness in his eyes. Now, Wei WuXian didn’t expect that. It’s so unfair. Now Wei WuXian have to withdraw and admit defeat if Lan WangJi keeps looking at him like that. He tries to counter it by pouting petulantly.

“Wei Ying,” Lan WangJi kisses Wei WuXian’s eyebrow gently, almost apologetically.

Wei WuXian groans inwardly. Lan WangJi looks really hurt dan sad. When Lan WangJi brings his hand to his lips to kiss his fingers gingerly, Wei WuXian knows he has lost. He curses his own stupidity as he throws himself and hugs Lan WangJi tightly. “Aaaargh! Fine! Don’t look at me like that! But next time we go to CaiYi, you have to let me take a sniff, at least!” he rambles on.

“Mn.” Lan WangJi returns the hug; the corner of his lips slightly tug in a teeny, tiny smile. Wei WuXian doesn’t see that.

***

Chapter Text

As promised, Lan SiZhui comes to the Jingshi after having his dinner with the other disciples at the dining hall. His guqin is strapped on his back, covered with a white cloth.

“HanGuang-Jun, Senior Wei. SiZhui is here.” He announces himself before he climbs up the terrace of the Jingshi. He has decided to always announce himself from a safe distance within the couple’s chambers. Just in case.

Lan WangJi himself opens the door for him. Lan SiZhui bows to greet his adopted father. “Good evening, HanGuang-Jun.”

“Good evening, SiZhui.” Lan WangJi replies and lets Lan SiZhui inside the Jingshi.

“SiZhui!” Wei WuXian’s face lights up as he sees Lan SiZhui.

“Good evening, Senior Wei.” Lan SiZhui smiles wide at Wei WuXian and approaches the man who’s currently still finishing up his dinner. “You’re not finished with your dinner, yet? I’m so sorry. Should I come back later?”

Wei WuXian waves his hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. Lan Zhan’s finished. This is my third serving and I’m about to finish.”

Lan SiZhui looks at Lan WangJi who nods to confirm Wei WuXian’s words. Even so, Lan SiZhui still feels a little bit embarrassed. He’s too excited at the prospect of playing music with the two so he finished his dinner as fast as he could and came without considering the fact that perhaps Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian are not finished with their dinner. He puts down his guqin and as a dutiful younger generation, he takes the tea pot and starts filling up the seniors’ cups.

“Okay. I’m done.” Wei WuXian puts down his chopsticks on an empty bowl. Once again, Lan SiZhui takes the matter at hand by gathering the empty bowls and chopsticks, piles them neatly on a tray and puts the tray outside to be clear out later on by a servant. He’s about to sit down but Wei WuXian is standing up, aided by Lan WangJi’s hand. Sipping his tea, Wei WuXian then starts walking around the living room, hand smoothing down his protruding abdomen.

Lan SiZhui rushes to Wei WuXian’s side and grabs him by the elbow. He looks at Wei WuXian, mildly confused. “Senior Wei?”

“Hm? Oh. Hahahaha. Don’t look at me like that, SiZhui. Lin Chen recommends I do this after meal because I tend to feel a little bit too full even when I don’t eat that much. You know, to avoid gas or something. And I’ve been sitting down for too long, need to straighten up a bit. You’re here to play with Lan Zhan, right? Go ahead. I’ll join you later.”

“Come, SiZhui.” Lan WangJi stands too, inviting Lan SiZhui to follow him to his study. Seeing that Lan WangJi is not the slightest worrying about Wei WuXian, Lan SiZhui releases his hold on Wei WuXian’s elbow and follows his adopted father. WangJi is already laid on a low table near Lan WangJi’s desk (which currently full with papers and talismans and whatever it is Wei WuXian is currently working on). Lan WangJi has prepared another table for Lan SiZhui and Lan SiZhui carefully laid down his guqin on said table. He folds the covering neatly and put it aside. They sit across each other, hands gentle and ready on top of the strings.

“What would you like to play?” Lan WangJi asks.

Lan SiZhui looks down for a second, feeling warmth spreading on his ears but with determination, he raises his head again. “I have tried to compose a song. Would you mind hearing it and tell me what you think about it, HanGuang-Jun?”

“Let us hear it.” Lan WangJi nods in approval.

Lan SiZhui takes a deep breath, then his fingers move.

The song is cheerful with playful melody. There’s also curiosity, excitement, and happiness. At the same time, it’s also gentle, fragile, a little bit careless. It’s a happy song. Lan WangJi listens to it intently. He’s delightedly surprised at Lan SiZhui’s progress in mastering the guqin. The tips of his fingers twitch as if he wanted to join in completing the melody but he restrains himself. This is Lan SiZhui’s song.

The song certainly attracts Wei WuXian’s attention, too. He joins them in the study and slides up beside Lan WangJi. He props his chin with his palm, head moving along with Lan SiZhui’s melody. He turns to Lan WangJi and they share a knowing smile, feeling proud of their adopted son.

The last melody struck and Lan SiZhui gently rests his hands on top of his guqin. He looks at Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian with open expectancy in his face.

“You impressed me, SiZhui!” Wei WuXian is the first to react. He beams at Lan SiZhui “It’s so good! Right, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi nods. “What is it about?”

“Yes! Tell us about it, SiZhui! It didn’t sound like you but somehow it’s very you! Tell us, tell us!” Wei WuXian asks enthusiastically. He almost bounces but Lan WangJi catches him by the waist to make him settle down.

Once again, Lan SiZhui feels his ears getting warm but he answers them. “It’s about my childhood.” He smiles. “I always consider myself lucky and I feel happy with my life. I personally think this is because I have a happy childhood. And all of that is because of the two of you.” He quickly takes Wei WuXian’s hand when he notices Wei WuXian’s eyes has turned watery. “No. Don’t be sad, Senior Wei. Yes, there was hardship but even by then, I was happy. I had Granny, Aunt Qing, Uncle Ning, and you. I didn’t realize I’ve lost all of you but then HanGuang-Jun took me in and gave me a place here. Then there’s JingYi, ZeWu-Jun, even Master Lan. Then you came back. I always have a family with me. Truly, I am happy.”

He takes a deep breath and offers Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi his warmest smile. “That is why I’d like to give the song to your child. I wish for them to also have a very happy childhood and a very happy life like I do.”

“Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi calls his husband’s name softly. Wei WuXian hasn’t been able to hold his emotions - especially when his mood is constantly all over the place right now - and currently sobbing into Lan WangJi’s chest.

Lan SiZhui’s feels a little bit crestfallen. Maybe he shouldn’t say his intention in such straightforward way. He was so sure that it wouldn’t be a problem with them. “Senior Wei, I--”

Lan WangJi shakes his head at him, telling Lan SiZhui to let Wei WuXian cries his heart out. He only watches as Lan WangJi tries to wipe Wei WuXian’s face with a handkerchief and Wei WuXian snatches it. He wipes his own face and clears his nose.

“Lan Zhan, tell me.” He hiccups, tears still running down the corner of his eyes. “Does the GusuLan sect has a secret lesson on how to kill Wei WuXian with sweet touching words or something? Because at this rate, I will soon die the second time! I will die of heart failure because none of you ever warn me before saying things like that. I hate you all!!”

“Mn. Not going to tell you.” Lan WangJi says softly against Wei WuXian’s forehead. Lan SiZhui almost laughs at the tiny drop of mischief in Lan WangJi’s voice.

Wei WuXian hits Lan WangJi’s chest. He wipes his face once again before fully turning to Lan SiZhui. He reaches out a hand and Lan SiZhui takes it in his without a second thought. The smile on Wei WuXian’s face is more than enough to tell him that he hasn’t offended them in the slightest. He can feel his eyes getting warmer, too but he shakes his head mentally and smiles again.

Wei WuXian then turns to Lan WangJi again. “What do you think, Lan Zhan?” He looks at Lan WangJi and half expecting his husband to refuse but Lan WangJi nods his head.

“Teach us,” Lan WangJi says to Lan SiZhui. Wei WuXian smiles brightly.

“Mn!” Lan SiZhui nods enthusiastically. After the second try, a dizi joins the sound of the two guqin.

***

It’s only five in the afternoon when Lan WangJi returns to the Jingshi. The quietness that welcomes him as he enters is a bit unusual because that means that Wei WuXian is either sleeping or hasn’t came back from whatever it is he’s been doing to spend his time today which is a lot for someone who is told not to exert and run around too much. Lan XiChen has offered to have some words with Wei WuXian. He considers if Wei WuXian won’t listen to his husband, he would listen to the Sect Leader. Lan WangJi thanks him but declines politely. Lin Chen clack his tongue. “Don’t fuss. Let him. He’s pregnant. Not invalid.”

But Wei WuXian is not sleeping and he’s in the Jingshi alright. Lan WangJi finds him sitting on the bed; eyes closed and calm, back straight, legs crossed in lotus position, and each hand formed a chin mudra resting on each knee. Lan WangJi maintains not to make any sound as he takes the same position beside Wei WuXian. They stay like this for quite some time until Lan WangJi’s ears catch the soft sound of Wei WuXian slowly deepening his intake of breath. Lan WangJi opens his eyes and watches as Wei WuXian opens his eyes slowly; his serene and calm expression immediately turns bright and all smiles when he sees Lan WangJi.

“Lan Zhan, you’re back!”

“Mn.” Lan WangJi leans sideways to drop a kiss on Wei WuXian’s temple. He can feel traces of spiritual energy still prickling on Wei WuXian’s skin. “How are you?”

“Hmm. Good.” Wei WuXian sighs softly, leaning in towards Lan WangJi, too but he pulls away again as if remembering something. He shifts to face Lan WangJi and pulls Lan WangJi to do the same so they are now sitting face to face.

“What is it?” Lan WangJi frowns slightly.

Wei WuXian doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, he loosens his robes, just enough to reveal parts of his torso. He takes Lan WangJi’s hands again and guides them to touch his abdomen. “Wei Ying?” Lan WangJi asks again, uncertain.

“We’re going to channel energy now, okay? Just a little bit, like you do when you want to soothe my aching back. But aim it here. Okay?” Wei WuXian wriggles to move forward just a tad. His hold is firm on Lan WangJi’s wrists. “Now.”

Lan WangJi does as he’s asked. His energy flows from inside him through his palms and fingertips and into Wei WuXian, to their child inside Wei WuXian. He can feel Wei WuXian’s energy, too; mingling with his; slowly, gently, coiling around and engulfing the child. He can feel the energy settles down and surges for a second. Wei WuXian gasps softly. Lan WangJi frowns. He channels his energy again, the same amount. And it happens again.

“Give back to me,” he tells Wei WuXian, who nods and channels his own energy to Lan WangJi. Lan WangJi embraces it, letting it coming together with his own to settle in his golden core. He gasps silently when his core throbs. He opens his eyes and locks his gaze with Wei WuXian. “Wei Ying.”

Wei WuXian is also looking at him during the whole process. The look on Wei WuXian’s face is a bit hard to comprehend. He looks excited but also unsure. “You feel it, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi nods. “It is weak.”

“I know, but it’s there. Right? I’m not mistaken, right?” Wei WuXian asks again. Lan WangJi can see him beaming with guarded happiness, like he’s not sure yet, like he’s waiting cautiously for Lan WangJi to prove him otherwise.

As if he wanted to be very sure, Lan WangJi releases his energy again. This time, he maintains it. He makes sure Wei WuXian and the child are not disturbed; just a flow of warm nurturing energy. Wei WuXian closes his eyes, sighing contentedly as he enjoys the small throbs around his newly formed core.

“How long?” Lan WangJi realizes then that Wei WuXian must have been noticing the other change inside his body for quite some time and now he’s a little bit anxious about it. His body keeps changing literally every day as the pregnancy moves along. Dealing with cravings and mood swings and soreness and changing appetite is a lot and somehow Lan WangJi understands that Wei WuXian doesn’t want this to be just a side-effect.

“Just lately.” Wei WuXian admits. He releases a long relieved sigh then laughs. “Heavens, aren’t we awesome, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi really admires Wei WuXian’s ability to be genuinely excited and happy just in a fraction of time. He gives Wei WuXian his tiny smile. He moves to change their position, arranging Wei WuXian to sit on his lap; letting the man to lean back against his chest. He tugs on Wei WuXian’s already lose robes to let them fall freely. He kisses Wei WuXian’s shoulders lovingly before turning to take a small jar from near the headboard. He unscrews it and dips his fingers in to take a generous amount of cream from it and spread the cream on his palms. He reaches over and starts to rub the cream on Wei WuXian’s round abdomen. Wei WuXian sighs and let his husband pampers him, like always.

“You still have to take care.” Lan WangJi says softly.

“Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian says, feigning a pout. “Are you saying now that I have a golden core I would just run around forgetting that I’m pregnant? You know me, Lan Zhan! I definitely won’t be reckless with our child!”

Lan WangJi gives him a look.

“Fine. Okay. I was going to pester Lin Chen to let me join a night hunt and he promised that he would! But I swear I will be careful!” Wei WuXian rests his head on his husband’s shoulder to look at Lan WangJi. “If Lin Chen allow it, you’ll allow it, right?”

Lan WangJi doesn’t answer. He keeps on rubbing and smoothing the firm roundness of Wei WuXian’s abdomen. Since their little predicament with the alcohol, they had come to an understanding that Lan WangJi will always allow Wei WuXian anything unless Lan WangJi really insists that he can’t allow whatever it is--

Gently, he sends some energy again. Wei WuXian shivers and presses his face against Lan WangJi’s neck.

“Not unless your core gets stronger.” Lan WangJi gives his answer with finality.

-- and when Lan WangJi insists, Wei WuXian listens.

***

If people pay very close attention, they will notice that more messenger birds have been seen going to and fro the Cloud Recesses for the past week. The Lan disciples in charge of overseeing the guest quarters are quite amazed by this peculiar guest. The first time he came to Cloud Recesses, Lin Chen brought with him two birds. The disciples were quite conflicted about this since there is a rule against keeping pets. They wanted to consult HanGuang-Jun as the overseer of discipline but then again everybody knows HanGuang-Jun keeps rabbits. Bringing this to the Sect Leader seemed a bit excessive and Master Lan was not around. So they let it go. Lin Chen, after all, is a guest. At most, his stay would probably only for a month or two. But half a year almost past and neither HanGuang-Jun, Sect Leader, nor Master Lan said anything about the birds.

They conclude the birds must be spiritual. The young Sect Leader Jin also likes to bring along his spiritual dog when he comes for a visit. So they ask Lin Chen how did LangYa Hall manage to own and train so many spiritual birds but Lin Chen look at them, perplexed. “They are all just ordinary birds, though?”

The disciples are confused but Lin Chen doesn’t care to explain more. Instead, he asks them to bring up more fire for the brazier. Not long, his door is knocked. Lin Chen raises his head to see Physician Cai bows to him in greeting. “Young Master Lin.”

Lin Chen stands up and returns the greeting. “Physician Cai. Do come in. I’ve been waiting for you.”

The master physician takes his place in front of Lin Chen and soon is offered a cup of tea which he accepts gladly.

“You look tired, Physician Cai.” Lin Chen comments with concern while his guest takes his tea.

“Ah.” Physician Cai grabs his sleeve and puts down the cup. “It is nothing, Young Master. I was just busy replying letters.”

“Letters?”

Physician Cai nods. “Even though no official announcement has been made about Wei-gongzi’s pregnancy, it seems that the news has already leaked outside.”

“Well. I’m not surprised. Your sect’ juniors like to hang out with other sects’ juniors, right?” Lin Chen snorts, crossing his arms in front of his chest by slipping each arm in the opposite sleeve. “But, why you? Shouldn’t they bother XiChen about this?”

“True, and Sect Leader only thanked them for their general concern about Wei-gongzi’s health and said nothing else. I guess since they can’t bother Sect Leader, they decided to bother me. They’ve been sending me invitation to come and be guest lecturer over at their sects and I can’t just ignore them.”

Lin Chen lowers his head to the elder, lips curled in an amused smile. “Physician Cai has worked hard.”

Physician Cai shakes his hand. “It’s nothing.” He straightens his back. “Enough about me. Let us discuss, Young Master.”

“Yes.” Lin Chen agrees. He then puts a couple of medical journals and scrolls in front of Physician Cai. “I have managed to acquire a couple of records. I wish for you to learn it too, because when the time comes, I definitely can’t do it alone.”

Physician Cai takes one scroll and opens it. He studies the pictures and writings in it. He nods. “I have also written to a colleague of mine. She has helped with several difficult pregnancy cases and she has sent me her records. I should receive it within this month. The Head Midwife has also been notified.”

Lin Chen nods. He refills their cups. “That would be very helpful. Have you done this before, Physician Cai?”

“I have to admit that my experience in this is limited.” Physician Cai admits. “The midwives take care of everything here. Usually, they only need me if there was a pre-existing condition.”

“It’s understandable.” Lin Chen nods again. “Have they approached you about WuXian’s golden core?”

The master physician looks at Lin Chen and gives a smile. “I hope you are not upset, Young Master Lin. I am the resident physician and perhaps they thought I would understand their concern more.”

Lin Chen snorts. “Not in the slightest. I didn’t acknowledge it simply because I didn’t want him to be too excited. He’s been complaining that his abdomen feeling tight sometimes. But he’s been healthy and there’s no other peculiarities.”

Physician Cai nods his head a couple of times. “I understand. I did remind Wei-gongzi not to be reckless and to listen to you. His golden core is still very tiny and very weak, too. But I think this is good news, Young Master Lin. This way, Wei-gongzi will have more energy to go through the next phase.”

Lin Chen can’t agree more with his colleague. “You are right, Physician Cai. Very well. Let’s study this and we’ll settle between us before we talk to them.”

“As you wish, Young Master.”

***

Entering the 30th week, Wei WuXian is in his highest level of spirit to go outside and do things despite the swollen abdomen in his way. Lin Chen finally gives him the permission to participate in a night hunt but only to locations inside Gusu and he can only observe and must be chaperoned by Lan WangJi.

At his first night hunt after so long, Wei WuXian trips over a root while avoiding a fierce corpse. He has sensed it coming but his current condition apparently has affected his reflexes, movements, and balanced. He curses as he expects the unavoidable crash against the earth. Luckily, Lan JingYi is beside him and the young cultivator slides on the ground to catch Wei WuXian so Wei WuXian falls on him instead of directly hitting the ground.

Once they’re finished, Lan WangJi scoops Wei WuXian into his arms and immediately fly to Cloud Recesses on Bichen. His face is just as unhappy as Lin Chen is when the physician opens the door for him to find Lan WangJi shoving Wei WuXian under his care. Wei WuXian is told not to leave bed for three days.

The next day, Lan WangJi meets up with Lan XiChen and Lan QiRen to report about the night hunt. By mid-day, Lin Chen makes a call to the Hanshi and they are in deep discussion almost for the rest of the day.

The day after, a new rule has been added to the Wall: Night hunting while pregnant is forbidden.

Wei WuXian is not amused.

***

Wei WuXian feels the child moving for the first time when he’s sitting on top of Lan WangJi, thighs and knees straddling Lan WangJi’s hips and Lan WangJi buried deep within him. Wei WuXian gasps sharply and curls his body slightly due to the sensation. It’s similar to the sudden tightness he sometimes feel. He touches his abdomen and takes a deep breath to concentrate on Lan WangJi again but the sensation is back. He stiffens completely.

“Wei Ying?” Lan WangJi has stopped moving, being aware of something happening with Wei WuXian. He caresses Wei WuXian’s thighs to comfort him.

“It’s fine, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian smiles down at Lan WangJi but he still looks a little bit dazed. His hand touches his abdomen again. “It’s just--- Oh. Hahaha. Come here, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian says as he takes Lan WangJi’s hand.

With care, Lan WangJi holds Wei WuXian by the hips and sits up, bringing Wei WuXian to sit on his lap. The size of Wei WuXian’s abdomen makes it a bit difficult for them to sit in that position but that’s the least on their mind at the moment. Lan WangJi holds him firmly by the waist, hands caressing Wei WuXian’s smaller back while channeling spiritual energy to soothe any discomfort Wei WuXian might feel.

Wei WuXian chuckles and directs Lan WangJi’s hands to touch Wei WuXian’s abdomen. Lan WangJi looks up at him questioningly but then he quickly looks down at the bump as he feels a gentle, barely there press against his palm. There’s a surprise in his golden eyes and Lan WangJi finds himself moving his hands following the child’s movement. It’s almost feels like the child wants to play and they keep moving while Wei WuXian winces from the slight pull on his already stretched skin every time the child moves. Then the child kicks which send Wei WuXian wincing and hissing through his teeth. “Whoa, little one! Take pity on me! I just felt you move and you already kicked me!” Wei WuXian complains as he pats where the child just kicked.

“Do not be naughty.” Lan WangJi tells the bump with soft reprimanding tone and just like that, the child stops moving.

Wei WuXian laughs. “HanGuang-Jun is so great even unborn baby would listen to you.” He smooths a hand down his abdomen to make sure that their child has gone back to sleep.

Lan WangJi makes a gentle circular movement with his hands then lowers his head to drop a couple kisses on the bump, then he moves up to Wei WuXian’s chest, collarbone, neck, chin, and stops at Wei WuXian’s lips. “We should think of a name.” He whispers, hovering between Wei WuXian’s lips and nose.

Wei WuXian throws his arms around Lan WangJi’s neck and moves in to peck Lan WangJi’s lips. “You surprised me, Lan Zhan. I think by now you’ve already thought up a couple of names.”

“Mn. Want to know what you think.” Lan WangJi pulls him as close as he can, hands smoothing down Wei WuXian’s back.

Wei WuXian squirms. The child has calmed down and now Wei WuXian’s senses are back focusing on them again. His legs encircles Lan WangJi’s hips and back. Lan WangJi is still inside him although not fully due to their position but he can feel his husband’s penis throbs against his insides. Lan WangJi squeezes on Wei WuXian’s bottom as he leans in to claim a kiss. He keeps still as his eyes locked on Wei WuXian and watches Wei WuXian’s face contorted in pleasure caused by the tiny movement he makes by rolling his own hips.

“I think… mmh. Ah. Lan Zhan~ Do we really have to talk about this now?” Wei WuXian complains, forehead resting against Lan WangJi’s shoulder.

Lan WangJi turns his head and nips on Wei WuXian’s earlobe. “You distracted me.”

“No. It was this child’s fault!” Wei WuXian moans.

“Not so loud, Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi starts to thrust up, slowly.

“I’m always loud and it’s not like this child know what we’re doing. Why, Lan Zhan? Are you embarrassed that our child woke up in the middle of sex? Hahahah, you’re too cute, Lan Zhan! Ah! Right there. You’re not embarrassed, are you, Lan Zhan? AH! Lan Zhan! That hurts!”

Lan WangJi abruptly stops and pulls himself out of Wei WuXian. With extra care, he brings them both to lay on their sides and peppers Wei WuXian’s face with apologetic kisses. Wei WuXian smiles at him. “Aw, Lan Zhan. Don’t be like that. I’m fine. It was my fault.” He kisses Lan WangJi on his eyelids then turns his back to Lan WangJi. He shuffles closer until his bottom presses against Lan WangJi’s still erect penis. “Come back in, Lan Er-gege. I promise I won’t tease you again.” He says, looking over his shoulder while batting his eyelashes at his husband.

Lan WangJi only makes a noise from the back of his throat before half pouncing on his husband who laughs and moans appreciatively when Lan WangJi lifts one of Wei WuXian’s legs and slides back into the warmth of Wei WuXian’s body. Of course, it’s not Wei WuXian if he soon doesn’t tease and rile up Lan WangJi again.

***

Lan XiChen releases a soft sigh as he puts down his brush. There is still a pile of documents he has to oversee that he has taken over from Lan QiRen. Even with Lan WangJi’s help, there are still a lot of things needs to be taken care of and the new year is approaching soon. Lan XiChen rolls his neck a couple of times and decides to take a break. He reaches out to poke the fire at the brazier and puts a kettle on the iron rack to brew some tea.

A knock on the door makes him raise his head. “Come in.”

One of his right hand men slides open the door and bows in greeting. “Sect Leader.”

“What is it?”

The man steps inside and hands him a rectangular card and a lotus shaped jake token. “Sect Leader Jiang WanYin requests to enter and meet with Wei WuXian.”

Lan XiChen blinks but he nods. “I will receive him here. Please notice HanGuang-Jun.”

“Understood, Sect Leader.”

Lan XiChen can only wonder. He has never heard any news about the young Sect Leader ever since the GuanYin Temple. Wei WuXian, even when he was feeling nostalgic while talking to Lan XiChen, only mentioned Jiang Cheng in passing. Even so, he’s sure Jiang Cheng is here not only for the sake of satisfying his curiosity. Unlike any other sects, one of the very few that didn’t send inquiry letter about Wei WuXian’s pregnancy was YunmengJiang. Although Lan XiChen is sure Jiang Cheng must have heard about it from the young Jin Ling.

Not long, Lan WangJi appears at the door. “Brother,” Lan WangJi greets him.

“Come in, WangJi.” Lan XiChen nods at the space beside him.

Lan WangJi obliges his brother. He nods politely at a cup of tea his brother offered.

“You have been told?” Lan XiChen asks.

Lan WangJi nods.

Lan XiChen looks at his brother for a second. “Do you not wish for him to meet A-Xian, then?”

Lan WangJi shakes his head. “He hasn’t been nice to Wei Ying.”

“Hmm.” Lan XiChen purses his lips. “But we cannot refuse him since he is already here. Very well. I will take care of him.”

“No need,” Lan WangJi says which surprised Lan XiChen.

“No?”

“Wei Ying was with me when I was told. He said he wanted to meet Jiang WanYin.” Lan WangJi explains and Lan XiChen can hear the objection in Lan WangJi’s tone but it’s Wei WuXian’s own wish so Lan WangJi won’t go against it.

“Then, is it not best to meet him here in the Hanshi?” Lan XiChen tilts his head slightly.

“Wei Ying asks to be given some privacy.”

“But you will be there with him?”

“Mn.”

Lan XiChen gives his little brother a relieved smile. “Very well. Ah. I believe here comes our guest.”

Lan XiChen rises from his seat and walks toward the Hanshi’s entrance. Lan WangJi follows two steps behind him. Jiang Cheng is shown the way by a disciple who upon seeing Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi quickly bows to them and excuses himself. Lan XiChen already has his usual warm and friendly smile and offers a greeting bow to the other sect leader.

“Welcome to Cloud Recesses, Sect Leader Jiang. Forgive me for not welcoming you out front.” he welcomes the guest politely.

Jiang Cheng returns the gesture. “Thank you for receiving me, Sect Leader Lan. It is I who should apologize for coming uninvited.”

“Sect Leader Jiang.” Lan WangJi greets in his usual formal icy way.

“HanGuang-Jun.” Jiang Cheng acknowledges stiffly. “I am sure my intention for this visit is clear. Where is Wei WuXian?”

Lan XiChen gives his guest a formal appeasing smile. “Wei-gongzi is not feeling quite well at the moment thus can not walk all the way to the Hanshi. WangJi will accompany you to meet him.” He nods toward Lan WangJi who inclines his head in reply.

Jiang Cheng fumes but doesn’t say anything. He bows once again to Lan XiChen before following Lan WangJi. Lan XiChen takes a deep breath and turns toward the guest quarters.

*

“Is it true?”

Lan WangJi turns his head just enough for him to be able to look at Jiang Cheng who follows two steps behind him but he doesn’t stop walking.

“Nevermind. I guess I should see it by myself when I see him.” Jiang Cheng dismisses immediately. Then he scoffs.

This time, Lan WangJi halts to turn fully toward the sect leader. He never considered his feelings towards Jiang Cheng as hatred but he will openly recognize it as deep disagreement toward Jiang Cheng’s dishonesty and his inclination to let his pride get ahead of himself and most of the time cloud his judgement of things, especially things regarding Wei WuXian.

“Do not agitate him.” Lan WangJi says slowly, emphasizing every word with light warning.

Jiang Cheng’s eye twitches. “And what do you mean by that, pray?”

“I mean what I said.” Lan WangJi says. “Be nice.”

With several wide steps, Jiang Cheng stands in front of Lan WangJi. He brings himself as tall and broad as he can. Challenge is clear in his sharp eyes. “I don’t mean any harm. I only want to see him after so long.”

“Good.” Lan WangJi doesn’t falter.

Jiang Cheng is fully aware that Lan WangJi doesn’t like him. They were never close to begin with, even with the three months they spent together leading sieges against QishanWen while looking for Wei WuXian’s whereabouts. And it’s not like Jiang Cheng cares about what Lan WangJi feels about him. If anything, the feeling is mutual.

“I loved him.” Jiang Cheng says before he can stop himself.

Lan WangJi doesn’t react. He only looks at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng balls his hands into fists. “I loved him. As a brother and more. And he was mine. I knew he was mine. Until he wasn’t anymore. And I resent you for that. You never cared about him. You were always against his demonic ways. You were never even friends with him. Yet when he came back from the dead you took him away from me. How dare you!”

Zidian crackles around Jiang Cheng’s finger. “Fine. He’s yours now. There’s nothing I can do about that but I won’t ever let him forget that he still has ties with me.”

This is his turf and Lan WangJi knows very well that if he’s to draw Bichen out, he can defeat Jiang Cheng easily. But there are rules and Lan WangJi judges that it’s not worth Wei WuXian resenting him for hurting Jiang Cheng. So he doesn’t say anything and walks pass the sect leader.

*

“Are you seriously just going to sit and gawk at me, Jiang Cheng?” Wei WuXian asks, making a face at his foster brother.

Lan WangJi has brought Jiang Cheng to a pavilion the clan uses to receive guests. The room is considerably warm, with two braziers prepared on each side of the low table. Jiang Cheng sits on one side while Wei WuXian is across him, sitting on a couple of fluffy sitting mats. Lan WangJi is in another room, playing his guqin softly. Truly, Jiang Cheng can’t stop looking at Wei WuXian. He is definitely a sight with such round abdomen and he looks much healthier than the last time he saw him. The black robes with the soft blue cloud pattern, however, pricks him a little bit. Black and red are Wei WuXian’s colors. Always are. Not black and blue or even white.

Wei WuXian sighs. He lowers his head as he touches his round abdomen. “It seems your uncle is in awe with you, little one. He can’t stop staring at you, you know. Well, we’ll let him stare and you can give him so much trouble when you meet each other in the future, okay?”

“Wei WuXian, what the fuc--”

Wei WuXian raises his hand. “Language, Jiang Cheng! This child can hear you, you know.” He pats his abdomen.

Jiang Cheng makes a face. He reaches out to take his cup of tea and downs the liquid in one go. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. He looks at Wei WuXian again and sighs. “I was going to really break Jin Ling’s leg when he told me about the rumour.”

“Does this look like a rumour to you?” Wei WuXian raises his eyebrow.

“Apparently not.” Jiang Cheng shakes his head in disbelief. “Wei WuXian, you really are an idiot.”

“Hey!”

“What man would let another man impregnate him, huh? It’s just unheard of!” Jiang Cheng clacks his tongue.

Wei WuXian looks at his brother for a moment before opening his mouth. He then smirks. “Well, you know me, Jiang Cheng and I’ll let you know that I will let Lan Zhan impregnate me however many times is possible.”

Jiang Cheng sputters. “Wei WuXian, you really are shameless!”

“What else is new, right?” Wei WuXian winks. He runs his hand over his abdomen again. He then beckons to Jiang Cheng. “Come here. I think this little one is curious about you.”

“What?”

“Just-- come here.” Wei WuXian insists and Jiang Cheng doesn’t have the heart to refuse a pregnant person so he rises and approaches Wei WuXian. He almost sputters when Wei WuXian grabs his wrist and places his hand over Wei WuXian’s abdomen. “Hey, wha--” He’s completely stunned when he feels a soft push against his palm.

Wei WuXian is grinning from ear to ear. “Meet your future nephew -- or niece, whatever. It doesn’t matter.”

Jiang Cheng sits down beside Wei WuXian. His hand moves but he can’t feel any push or anything again so he retracts his hand. When he looks at Wei WuXian, his face is contorted between awe and bewilderment and worry. Wei WuXian blinks at that. “Are you really okay, Wei WuXian?”

Wei WuXian laughs and it’s not a laugh he used to laugh when he’s actually hurting inside. It’s Wei WuXian’s bright-as-the-sun-I’m-mocking-you-because-you’re-so-silly-Jiang-Cheng laugh. “I’m sore. I’m heavy. I’m craving for things I never craved before. I’m super moody - in fact I’m on the brink of crying right now. I can’t drink. I can’t eat spicy food. Believe me, fighting against the XuanWu is nothing compared to this.”

Jiang Cheng rolls his eyes. He huffs and punches Wei WuXian’s upper arm very lightly. “Idiot.”

Wei WuXian has to retaliate, of course. He punches Jiang Cheng back. “No hitting pregnant person, Jiang Cheng!” Then suddenly Wei WuXian grabs Jiang Cheng’s arm, fingers clutching on the fabric of Jiang Cheng’s sleeve. His head thrown back while his face squints in pain. Wei WuXian gasps sharply.

“Wei WuXian!” Jiang Cheng can do nothing but grabs Wei WuXian’s arm in return. “Hey! What happened? Wei WuXian! Hey! Tell me!!”

He doesn’t realize that the sound of guqin has stopped and Lan WangJi has moved toward Wei WuXian with magnificent speed. He kneels on the other side of Wei WuXian, propping Wei WuXian against his chest while his palm is pressed gently against Wei WuXian’s lower back. It’s clear that he’s channeling spiritual energy to Wei WuXian.

Jiang Cheng stays still, not letting go of his hold on Wei WuXian’s arm. Slowly, the squint and creases on Wei WuXian’s face disappear and he takes a deep breath before opening his eyes. “I’m okay. False labor. Sorry for scaring you, Jiang Cheng.”

“Alright?” Lan WangJi asks Wei WuXian softly, voice tinged with worry.

“Mn.” Wei WuXian nods and turns his head to give Lan WangJi a kiss on his jaw.

Jiang Cheng releases his hold when Wei WuXian does. “Shouldn’t you see a physician?” he frowns.

Wei WuXian shifts to lean against his husband more comfortably. Jiang Cheng tries to ignore that. “I just saw him this morning. He would be so pissed if I came to him every time this happens.” Wei WuXian dismisses with a chuckle.

“You need to rest. You have been out all day.” It’s more of a declaration rather than a suggestion in Jiang Cheng’s ear and Jiang Cheng hates the man, really. But he has his pride as an honorable man so Jiang Cheng nods.

“Then, I will go. Don’t worry about me babbling about this to other sect leaders.”

Wei WuXian snorts. “Please let me be there when you babble about things to others.” Wei WuXian then pushes against his husband to spread his arms around Jiang Cheng’s shoulders. “Thank you for seeing me, Jiang Cheng. You be good, okay?”

If he’s smirking into Wei WuXian’s hair as he notices how Lan WangJi’s feature stiffen as the sight of Wei WuXian hugging him, Jiang Cheng won’t admit it. He squeezes the man back. “You too.”

***

Chapter Text

A week after the Spring Festival, Lin Chen tells the expecting couple that they have to start preparing for the delivery. Hearing this, Wei WuXian takes a really long breath and releases it even more slowly. He feels his child shifts inside him, like the child can sense the mixed feeling running through Wei WuXian’s spine before settling down. He sits up straight and pats his abdomen gently.

“You have to cut me open.” He states, bringing his brilliant grey eyes to meet Lin Chen’s brown ones.

Lin Chen nods. “I have expected you to realize this much.” He reaches for his bag and takes out a scroll from inside it. “I usually won’t show this to any of my patient but I won’t insult your intelligence by keeping you in the dark about how it’s going to be done.”

Lan WangJi looks as his husband with a slight worry on his forehead. Wei WuXian takes the scroll from Lin Chen and opens it. His eyes scan the content briefly and puts it on the table in front of them. “I...Yes. I know how it goes.” He feels his throat becomes dry and his breathing becomes a little shorter. The feeling of Lan WangJi’s hand on his small back somehow calms him down a little bit even though he still feels apprehensive.

Sensing Wei WuXian’s distress, Lan WangJi tugs his husband closer to him and puts Wei WuXian to sit on his lap. He then looks up at Lin Chen. “How long will it take?”

Lin Chen eyes the pair curiously and studiously. It seems like they really do know what to expect from a surgery. Then again, both Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian are powerful cultivators. They are dealing with corpses and foul creatures on a daily basis. Injuries and every other forms of grievous body harm in any level of severity shouldn’t be something alien to them. Still, how long the surgery will take is usually not the thing one would ask in this kind of situation. He answers, anyway. “It depends but it should be under two hours.”

Wei WuXian looks like he’s weighing this fact inside his mind. He swallows then nods at Lin Chen. “Okay.”

“Wei Ying.”

Wei WuXian looks up at Lan WangJi. His heart clenches at the complicated look in Lan WangJi’s eyes. He cups Lan WangJi’s face in his hands and nuzzles their noses together. “It’s okay, Lan Zhan. Compared to two days and a night, two hours is nothing. I can do it. Truly.”

Lan WangJi takes a deep breath before nodding; his hand covers Wei WuXian’s hand on his cheek. “Mn.” He squeezes Wei WuXian’s hand. “I will be there.”

Wei WuXian squeals. “I know you’d say that! You’re the best, Lan Zhan! Although, are you sure? It won’t be a pretty sight. I mean, we’re used to looking at grievous states of a corpse but this is different. It will be me and I know you hate seeing me got hurt or in pain. Are you really, really sure?”

“Mn.”

Wei WuXian squeals again and peppers Lan WangJi’s face with kisses. “How do I deserve such a husband?” he sighs dramatically.

Lin Chen cuts in before the couple in front of him are able to get more shameless. “What the hell are you talking about? What pain?”

The couple turn to the physician. “What do you mean what pain? You said you’re going to cut me open to deliver the baby.” Wei WuXian states as if Lin Chen has just forgotten what the physician just told them.

“Yes!”

“Won’t I be in pain, then?”

Lin Chen rolls his eyes. “I suppose, if you’re awake. But you won’t feel anything because you will be asleep throughout the process!”

Wei WuXian snorts. “The last time I was convinced this way, I ended up having to be awake throughout the process. Come on, Lin Chen. It’s unlike you to sugar coat anything you want to tell me. I know how the surgery goes and I know how excruciating the pain can be but I survived once. This body is not as strong but I have a golden core now so two hours of pain should be nothing.”

“What?” Lin Chen narrows his eyes in reprimand, “I don’t know what nonsense are you trying to say, WuXian but you can’t have experienced this before. There’s no scar on your body.” He then stops and takes a moment to look at his patient. “Your previous body?”

Wei WuXian nods.

“And why in seven hells did you not tell me about this since the beginning if you knew that we have to cut you open to deliver your child??!!”

Wei WuXian flinches as Lin Chen yells at him. “Sorry, Lin Chen. I-- I didn’t realize it until just now.” he hangs his head.

Lin Chen has a very disapproving look on his face like he’s ready to stab Wei WuXian with his needles. For a split second there, his expression reminds Wei WuXian of Wen Qing but he doesn’t get to dwell on that because Lin Chen says again. “Nevermind. I should have talked to you about this sooner so it’s really my fault.” He raises his hand to stop Wei WuXian who is already opening his mouth to speak. “Why did you end up having to be awake, though?” He inquires in a manner that he really needed to be informed about this.

Wei WuXian grimaces. He has put everything in the past behind him and really doesn’t want to tell that story to anyone else. A soft pat on his back makes him looks up to his husband. Lan WangJi is looking at him like he’s silently telling Wei WuXian that whatever Wei WuXian decides to tell Lin Chen, he will support him.

“I know, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian shifts in Lan WangJi’s lap. Once again, he takes Lan WangJi’s hand in his as he inhales and exhales a few times. He then nods at Lin Chen. “There was a reason why I took to demonic cultivation. Give or take two decades ago--”

*

The fire in the brazier is crackling and Lan WangJi uses an iron stick to prod on the coal. He doesn’t interrupt as Wei WuXian relates his tale to Lin Chen, only silently giving his support through a squeeze of his hand or his thumb gently rubbing on the back of Wei WuXian’s hand.

Lin Chen nods his head as he listens to Wei WuXian’s account and frowns heavily when Wei WuXian tells him about the surgery he undertook. He looks thoughtful and doesn’t immediately make any comment even after Wei WuXian concludes his story. His eyebrows furrow in deep consideration.

“What? Is it really going to affect the surgery? I really should stay awake, shouldn’t I? It’s okay. Just tell me.” Wei WuXian offers Lin Chen a grin but his eyes are wary.

Lin Chen shakes his head. “Trust me when I say that for this surgery you will definitely be put to sleep. There’s no reason not to.“ Lin Chen locks his gaze with Wei WuXian’s. “I’m serious, WuXian. You need to calm down and trust me. Haven’t I told you from the beginning that you are my patient and I would do everything to keep you from harm? Haven’t I been true to that?”

“I suppose,” Wei WuXian mumbles. “Yes. I trust you, Lin Chen.”

“Good.” Lin Chen then shifts his gaze to Lan WangJi. “The same goes to you, WangJi. There’s no use getting fussy. You need to help WuXian stay calm. Cultivate together as many times if you have to.”

“Lin Chen!” Wei WuXian hisses through his teeth while Lan WangJi looks away; his earlobes have taken the pinkish coloration.

“What? Don’t you know that sex is actually encouraged for women in the last few weeks before giving birth?”

“And how do you suppose we know about that?!” Wei WuXian shrieks. “I’m shameless but even I won’t go so far as to--- to--- inquire about something like this from pregnant women!”

The young master physician snorts. “I bet WangJi have read about it.”

Wei WuXian almost snap his neck as he looks at his husband who is still refusing to look their way. “Lan Zhan? Did you--”

Lan WangJi only puts his hand on Wei WuXian’s waist, now fuller and softer due to his round abdomen and the child inside, and squeezes gently.

“Lan WangJi!!! And you have the gall to call me shameless to my face!?”

Lan WangJi takes a deep breath and when he finally looks at Wei WuXian’s there’s a stubborn look in his eyes. “It was research. Lin Chen approved of it.”

Wei WuXian hits him.

***

A few days later, after dinner, they are gathered in the Hanshi because Lin Chen wants to tell the immediate members of the family about the surgery. Lan XiChen’s smiles worriedly as he listens to Lin Chen. Lan QiRen listens, too while smoothing out his beard but doesn’t say anything. Lan SiZhui also politely listens although his face has turned pale and unconsciously reaching out a hand to Wei WuXian before he catches himself and clutches at his own robe, instead. Seeing that, Lan WangJi gives a gentle pat on Lan SiZhui’s back.

“Sect Leader, Master Lan, and Young Master don’t need to worry.” Physician Cai cups his hands in a respectful bow. “I assure you that Young Master Lin and I have prepared ourselves. This kind of surgery is not common but it is not unheard of. In fact, two out of ten births in QingHe are done this way due to their way of life. I heard the young Sect Leader Nie was delivered in this way.”

Lan QiRen hums while Lan XiChen nods his head in approval. “Then, please proceed accordingly with anything that is needed to be done.”

Physician Cai bows again. “Thank you, Sect Leader.”

Lin Chen pulls out his hand fan and opens it. “Do you know who is the best in making spiritual tool here?”

“Do you need a spiritual tool for this surgery, A-Chen?” Lan XiChen asks. “I’m sure Physician Cai can inform you about that, if it’s related to your field of work.”

Lin Chen nods. “It is not something for the surgery but for after the surgery. I received a letter from my father the other day and he suggested that a kind of contraption with sealed spiritual energy might be beneficial for the well being of the infant once they are delivered.”

“What do you mean?” Lan XiChen now sounds worried again.

“We want to do this on WuXian’s 39th week. That is four weeks from now.” He turns to Physician Cai for a second and receives a nod. “Since it will be an early birth, we need the infant to feel safe like it’s still inside the womb until WuXian wakes up and able to bond with the child.”

“Excuse me, Young Master Lin.” Lan SiZhui braces himself as he speaks. “I know nothing of this kind of thing but I have heard stories about those who delivered early?”

“Yes, and I have stated this in the beginning: his body is not meant to carry or give birth to a child. He has been experiencing tightness and false labor rather early. We don’t want to take a risk to wait until his actual due date and risk an actual labor. I am curious but I won’t put my patient’s life on the line. Even more so, I have two lives I’m responsible for.”

Physician Cai turns to Lan SiZhui with a gentle look in his eyes. “The time we chose to deliver HanGuang-jun and We-gongzi’s child is quite safe, Young Master. The infant is already...old enough, to put it simply, and it is not unusual to give birth a week or two earlier.”

“Oh. Oh. Okay.” Lan SiZhui then turns to look at his adopted parents. Wei WuXian is smiling and wiggling his eyebrows at him and Lan SiZhui then knows that they must have been told about this. Even so, he notices that Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi have been holding each other’s hands throughout the conversation and Wei WuXian’s other hand has not moving from his round abdomen.

“In that case, we will make the contraption immediately.” Lan XiChen says decidedly. “Physician Cai, you may--”

“Actually,” Wei WuXian cuts in and all heads turn his way, “Lan Zhan and I will make it.”

“But, A-Xian--”

Lan QiRen’s breath hitches.

“It’s okay, XiChen-ge.”

Lan QiRen coughs violently. Physician Cai tactfully taps on several pressure points along Lan QiRen’s chest to reduce the coughing while murmuring that the elder should mind the cold weather more.

“Don’t you need a lot of rest before the surgery?” Lan XiChen continues like nothing happened, trusting his uncle to the capable hands of Physician Cai.

“Don’t worry, XiChen-ge. Lan Zhan will do all the heavy lifting.” We WuXian grins. “If our child need a spiritual energy to nurture them while I was out, then shouldn’t it be better to be our spiritual energy? Right, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi nods at his brother. “I will make it. Wei Ying will supervise.”

Lan XiChen takes a deep breath. “Well, A-Xian is certainly the best in this. No one can dispute that. But, I will supervise you. Just in case you overexert yourself. I’m sure we don’t want that.”

“Quite.” Lin Chen nods.

Wei WuXian pouts at his brother-in-law and his physician.

Lan QiRen coughs mildly; apparently has recovered from the fit. “No. You have our Sect to look after, XiChen. I will supervise.”

Wei WuXian chokes. “U--Uncle?”

“You have a problem with that, Wei WuXian?”

Wei WuXian shrinks and shuffles to try to hide behind his husband. “What if I said yes?” He tries his luck in a small voice.

“You--!”

“Master Lan, please do not be agitated.” Physician Cai pats on the elder’s back.

Lan WangJi releases a silent sigh then bow his head to his uncle to thank the elder, to Wei WuXian’s dismay. Lin Chen hides his smirk behind his fan while Lan XiChen takes a sip of his tea.

***

In the end, Wei WuXian doesn’t have anyone supervising him although Lan QiRen do come by a couple of times to check on the work progress. It’s really not much to do. After a somewhat long discussion with Lin Chen and Physician Cai, Wei WuXian concludes that they don’t really need a contraption. Since the child will be put inside then why not find a way to wrap energy around a cradle, instead? Lan WangJi agrees with this and suggest them to give it a try first.

A few days later, Lan WangJi comes down to CaiYi Town to pick up a cradle that he had commissioned to a woodsmith right after Lin Chen told them to be prepared. He put the cradle near the bed, to make it easier for Wei WuXian. His abdomen is getting even bigger along with the child’s growth and decidedly has became a hindrance in almost anything Wei WuXian is trying to do. Lin Chen also wants him to keep to bed as much as possible. Wei WuXian is half grateful and half annoyed with this. It’s indeed getting more difficult to walk around when his back and ankles are so sore. Now, at least he has something to do to keep him from getting bored.

During this time, Lan XiChen takes over all of Lan WangJi’s classes to let his younger brother focuses more on the little project. Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi are also put to work by supervising some classes for the very young disciples. Every evening, before dinner, Lan SiZhui takes time to visit his adopted parents in the Jingshi, often times with Lan JingYi in tow.

A week before the scheduled surgery, Wei WuXian finally puts down his brush with a satisfied smile. He huffs loudly and laughs, then he winces because his child has decided to join him in his little excitement. Wei WuXian pats his abdomen gently. “Yes, yes. You’re happy too, aren’t you?”

Lan WangJi, who has been taking his bath when Wei WuXian finishes his work, emerges in their bed chamber. He’s only wearing his inner robe and his damp hair is let down. Wei WuXian looks up at his husband as Lan WangJi approaches the bed, putting his neatly folded forehead ribbon on the dresser near the bed. Wei WuXian waves to the talismans he just finished drawing; face shining brightly with a big grin. Lan WangJi sits down beside his husband. He puts an arm around Wei WuXian’s back with care.

“Is it finished?” Lan WangJi asks.

Wei WuXian nods enthusiastically. “Yes. Want to see?”

Lan WangJi nods. Wei WuXian hands over the talismans to Lan WangJi who takes them and starts to follow Wei WuXian’s direction where to put them around and under the cradle. Lan WangJi sits beside Wei WuXian again once he’s done and Wei WuXian snaps his fingers. Soon, a golden array is formed and spins slowly as it shines on top of the cradle, creating a barrier of energy enveloping the cradle.

“Okay, Lan Zhan.” He nods at Lan WangJi. “You first.”

“Mn.” Lan WangJi’s point finger breaches the barrier and he starts to let out a very small amount of his spiritual energy into the barrier. A soft blue energy swirls inside the barrier. They watch closely as the energy moves and spreads to every corner of the cradle. It’s barely seen now, almost transparent.

With the same extra care, Wei WuXian does the same. A soft vermillion light is released from the tip of his finger. Soon, it mingles with Lan WangJi’s. They exchange looks for a second and nods to each other. They do this a couple more times, taking care and watching closely. The first few times, the array was not strong enough to hold the barrier and keep the energy inside the barrier. It always broke when either of them so much as put a finger inside the barrier. The last time, the barrier was finally strong enough to hold longer before it broke entirely the next morning.

Wei WuXian catches Lan WangJi’s hand when his husband is about to release another amount energy. “I think it’s enough, Lan Zhan.” He then flops sideways but Lan WangJi catches him and steadies Wei WuXian in his embrace. Wei WuXian hums appreciatively when Lan WangJi uses the sleeve of his robe to wipe the sweat from Wei WuXian’s forehead. Wei WuXian then reaches inside the barrier and moves his hand slowly. The barrier seems to be more stable and stronger. The energy inside doesn’t seep out. It’s also warm inside the barrier. Wei WuXian nods. This should hold for a week or so.

With a big sigh of relief, Wei WuXian leans against his husband and Lan WangJi ducks down to drop kisses into Wei WuXian’s hair. “We did it, Lan Zhan.” he says, prodding the barrier with his finger once again and it doesn’t so much as stir.

“Mn.” Lan WangJi eyes the cradle. It looks rather splendid. The cradle itself is made from the finest walnut wood. The bedding is stuffed with the softest and finest cotton fabric, spun and embroidered with cloud pattern on the edges. But what really catches the eye is the layer of soft blue and vermillion inside the barrier created by the array. He reaches out his hand too, mimicking Wei WuXian in flicking the energy with the tip of his finger. The energy stirs gently. “Beautiful.” Lan WangJi says softly, his golden eyes shines.

Smiling proudly at himself and at their teamwork, Wei WuXian leans deeper against his husband and Lan WangJi moves Wei WuXian onto his lap. Wei WuXian lets his head rests on Lan WangJi’s chest. He hums delightfully when Lan WangJi’s arms encircle him and his hands finds Wei WuXian’s to rest on top of Wei WuXian’s abdomen.

“Behave?” Lan WangJi asks softly.

“Hmm? Me? Or the child?” Wei WuXian grins in mischief. Lan WangJi lets out a soft huff and Wei WuXian laughs, too. “Hahahahaha. This child is definitely yours, Lan Zhan. They always behave whenever I need to work and really could do with no stirring or kicking. But, this child is also mine because whenever I take a rest, this child would soon torturing me! Honestly. Am I really that annoying? I’m starting to wonder did I give my late mother such a hard time when I was in her womb. I mean, I was pretty sure carrying a child is no easy feat but now I have new-found respect for all mothers. And to think some of those mothers still have the heart to abandon a child!”

Lan WangJi kisses Wei WuXian’s ear to stop his husband’s ramble. “Calm down, Wei Ying.”

“Right. I don’t know where that came from.” He sighs, shaking his head in exaggerate movement. “I’m so tired, Lan Zhan. Let’s sleep.”

“Take a bath first.”

Wei WuXian whines and pouts. “Can I skip this once? I just took a bath yesterday, Lan Zhan!”

“You’re sweating.” Lan WangJi states.

“It’s because this child somehow makes me sweat all the time. Even in this weather!” Wei WuXian sulks.

Lan WangJi kisses him on his eyebrows. “The water is warm. I will bathe you.”

Wei WuXian looks up and his husband; the corner of his mouth curls naughtily. “Lan Zha~n,” he drawls, “Are you planning to break another tub? We’ve been good enough not to break more tub these past five months.” His eyes sparkle with mischief.

“I have bathed. I won’t go in with you.” Lan WangJi says it matter-of-factly but then he moves his lips to kiss Wei WuXian’s ear. “Later.” he whispers a promise.

“I hear you, husband.” Wei WuXian smirks wide and squeals when Lan WangJi puts one arm on Wei WuXian’s back and the other arm behind Wei WuXian’s knees, scooping him just as easily as always.

***

The day before the surgery, Lin Chen comes to the Jingshi to check on Wei WuXian only to find his patient is writhing in false labor. Lin Chen sighs and makes a quick examination on Wei WuXian once the pain subside. There’s a slight frown on his eyebrows. “Was it sharp?” He aks.

Wei WuXian nods.

“Did you feel it all the way to your back?”

Wei WuXian shakes his head. “It was just… a bit intense than usual.”

Lin Chen studies Wei WuXian face. At least his face isn’t pale. “How many times already?”

“Twice.” Lan WangJi answers. “Problem?”

Lin Chen leans back and crosses his arms. “Not really. Try to meditate more. You need to relax more, WuXian. You’ve been doing well so far.” He takes Wei WuXian’s hand and pats the back of that hand. “However, just to be safe, it’s better if you practice inedia now. I’ll notify Physician Cai and tell the healers to prepare. I want you to move to the healing ward tonight but if you feel another contraction and it doesn’t subside, move in right away. Do you hear me?”

He then leave the couple with hasty steps. He finds Physician Cai at the healing ward and tells him about Wei WuXian’s condition. Physician Cai nods and instruct the healers to call the Head Midwife and to make haste on their last preparation. He then sends someone to notify Lan XiChen.

*

“Lan Zhaaaan, I’m hungry~” Wei WuXian whines. He clings to Lan WangJi, putting his best pout on display.

“Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi inclines his head to look at Wei WuXian and the look in his eyes is one that depicts that he is a very, very patient man. “You know you can’t.” he says, voice soft.

Wei WuXian grumbles. “I know. I’m only saying, Lan Zhan. Honestly, you should know by now that you don’t have to listen to my every whine, Lan Zhan. Oh. Look! It’s raining!”

Lan WangJi takes a look for a second but soon return his attention back to Wei WuXian again. Wei WuXian spent the rest of the day meditating and walking around the Jingshi whenever his abdomen felt tight. Lan WangJi has done everything he could to make Wei WuXian relax; playing his guqin for Wei WuXian, making plans for their next journey, even taking him in a short dual cultivation session and stayed inside for a long moment before Wei WuXian had to move due to another false labor wave. The pain always subsided so they waited until after dinner for Lan WangJi to take Wei WuXian to the healing ward. Still, Wei WuXian’s hold on Lan WangJi’s arm as they walk along the hallways is too tight. Lan WangJi pats the back of Wei WuXian’s hand and leans in to kiss Wei WuXian’s temple before gently urging him to keep walking.

*

Lan XiChen and Lan SiZhui are waiting for them in front of the healing ward. Wei WuXian smiles wide at them. “What are you two doing here?”

Lan XiChen has both of his hands folded behind his back. He smiles gently to his brother-in-law. “A-Chen notified me this morning. How are you feeling, A-Xian?”

Now that they are quite close, Wei WuXian feels like he doesn’t need to hold back with Lan XiChen. He pouts and whines. “What do you think, XiChen-ge? You must have heard that I’ve been in pain all day long! I swear I’ll make Lan Zhan carry the child next time!”

Hearing this, Lan SiZhui blushed furiously while Lan XiChen chuckles, already used to Wei WuXian’s shamelessness. “I am sure that is only fair. What do you think, WangJi?”

Lan SiZhui feels like he wants to run away if only he wasn’t feeling worried over Wei WuXian. He never thought ZeWu-jun has this kind of side, too! Lan SiZhui sneaks a glance at Lan WangJi and his ever impassive look. Lan WangJi doesn’t say anything but he is looking at Wei WuXian like he is in deep thought before concluding, “We will talk about this later.”

“Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian exclaims incredulously. He wants to say something again but he winces instead. His grip around Lan WangJi’s arm tightens, “Okay. Okay. Bring me inside, Lan Zhan.”

Lan WangJi immediately scoops Wei WuXian into his arms while Lan SiZhui runs to open the doors for them. The Head Midwife has been waiting for them, accompanied by two healers. Seeing them coming in, the Head Midwife effectively tells one of the healers to help Lan WangJi to the bed designated for Wei WuXian and she sends the other one out to find Lin Chen and Physician Cai.

“No. Make him sit, child.” The Head Midwife tells Lan WangJi as she gestures for the disciple healer to stack more pillows to support Wei WuXian’s back so Wei WuXian can lean back against the headboard. “Slowly, now. Is it sharp, child?” She asks, hovering over Wei WuXian while touching Wei WuXian’s abdomen.

“Yes. But it’s gone now.” Wei WuXian huffs, wriggling slightly until he finds the most comfortable position. He then laughs, “Really. How do you women survive this?”

The Head Midwife smiles amiably. “Contrary to popular belief, we womanfolks are basically tougher than you men.”

Wei WuXian laughs again, “I believe you! Mngh! Fuck!” Wei WuXian hisses, “Sorry, Head Midwife.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve heard worse.” She takes Wei WuXian’s hand and pats his hand as she says kindly. “Take it easy now, child . You’re in good hands.”

“Thank you, Head Midwife.” Wei WuXian smiles at the elderly woman while Lan WangJi nods at her in gratitude. The Head Midwife then walks away, giving instructions to the healer in hushed tone.

Physician Cai arrives first. He stops to greet Lan XiChen who is standing to the side with Lan SiZhui. Lin Chen come in behind Physician Cai but he doesn’t make time for pleasantries. He looks calm as he examine Wei WuXian then moves aside to let Physician Cai does his own examination. They then moves and the Head Midwife joins them in their hushed discussion.

Wei WuXian grabs Lan WangJi’s sleeve and Lan WangJi sits down beside him on the bed, wrapping one arm around Wei WuXian’s shoulders. “Hey, come on.” Wei WuXian tries to sound like he’s about to make another jest but his voice quiver just a bit. He swallows. “I’m not going to give birth like, right now. Right? Lin Chen?”

Lin Chen comes back and sits beside the bed, facing the couple. He looks calm although there’s a slight concern on his overall expression. “I’m afraid we have to, WuXian.”

Wei WuXian feels like something is being pulled from his spine. He clutches tightly on Lan WangJi’s hand while Lan WangJi squeezes his shoulder. Lan XiChen and Lan SiZhui have taken the liberty to come closer. Lin Chen continues, “The sharp pain indicate that you probably will experience real contraction soon and we can’t risk that.”

Wei WuXian pales. “Is it because I can’t stay calm? I swear I was plenty calm, though. I am. This is really not me when I’m in panic. I have Lan Zhan here. So, I’m really calm. Mostly. I mean--”

“No one is blaming you.” Lin Chen cuts in. He pats Wei WuXian leg. “I understand it must’ve given you some scare, considering your history. Don’t worry. It will be alright. Your child is ready so we should do our best, too.”

Lan WangJi leans sideways to bury his face into Wei WuXian’s hair and he whispers soothing words to him. Wei WuXian surrenders to the ministration and nods his head several times. “Okay. You’re right, Lan Zhan. Okay. Let’s do it.”

“Good.” Lin Chen nods, patting Wei WuXian’s leg once again. “SiZhui, can I trouble you to bring the cradle here? We’ll need it as soon as the infant is born.”

“Yes, Young Master Lin.” Lan SiZhui nods then turns quickly after saluting his seniors.

Lan XiChen releases a soft sigh. “I guess there’s nothing I could do. I will tell Uncle, then.” Then, with a smile, he puts a hand on Wei WuXian’s shoulder and gives it a squeeze, “Good luck, A-Xian.”

“Thanks, XiChen-ge.” Wei WuXian can only returns the gesture with a smile.

As soon as Lan XiChen leaves the healing ward, the healers and the Head Midwife start to prepare Wei WuXian for the surgery. He is given a herbal drink to soothe the pain and Wei WuXian obediently drink it down even though he’s still making a disgusted face before and after drinking it.

Lan SiZhui comes back with Lan JingYi, bringing the cradle with them. Lin Chen instructs them to put the cradle beside the bed. Lan WangJi goes to inspect the talismans and nods to Wei WuXian to tell him that the talismans are still in good condition. Lin Chen shoos the juniors out as Wei WuXian activates the talismans and the array. Once they’re done, Physician Cai checks their work and nods in admiration and approval. Lin Chen tells Wei WuXian to take a rest for half an hour before they begin.

A pail of warm water is brought in to clean Wei WuXian. The healer who brought the water in is about to open Wei WuXian’s robes when Lan WangJi catches his hand and glares daggers at him. Wei WuXian feels sorry for the guy.

“I will do it.” Lan WangJi states.

“But, HanGuang-jun--”

Physician Cai chides his disciple. “ChunYang, leave it to HanGuang-jun. Put the screen then go and help DengLun.”

With much reluctance, the healer mumbles his obedience and put the pail of water and the washing cloth on the floor beside the bed. He pulls the folding screen around the bed before saluting Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian and leaves. Lan WangJi starts working, gently unfastening Wei WuXian’s sashes. Wei WuXian nudges Lan WangJi’s side, mocking a pout at Lan WangJi. “You know you’re scaring him, don’t you, Lan Zhan?”

“Mn.”

Wei WuXian chuckles and shakes his head in disbelief. “Honestly, Lan-Zhan.”

Lan WangJi only looks at him stubbornly, silently saying that he will never let other people clean Wei WuXian as long as he breathes. Wei WuXian feigns an exasperated sigh and only squeezes Lan WangJi’s arm then lets his husband does his job. Once finished, Lan WangJi pulls the thin blanket placed at the foot of the bed to cover Wei WuXian’s naked body then leaves to ask for clean robes.

The Head Midwife shakes her head when Lan WangJi asks her. “No need, child. This kind of surgery is always performed with the patient naked. Lay him down and you can keep him warm with your spiritual energy. Go on, he will need it to help him keep calm.”

With the tips of his ears burning hot, Lan WangJi returns to Wei WuXian’s side. Wei WuXian apparently heard her, too and he can’t help but to blush. However, as Lan WangJi helps him to lie down, he pushes his bashfulness aside and drags his shamelessness forward. “Well, you heard the Head Midwife, Lan Zhan. Hug me.”

“Shameless,” Lan WangJi chides under his breath but he lies down beside his husband. He nudges gently so he can spoon Wei WuXian and hugs him more comfortably. Wei WuXian inhales as deeply as he can as the scent of sandalwood engulfed him. He can feel Lan WangJi’s spiritual energy seeping through his skin and into his golden core. He shudders gently as Lan WangJi presses his face against Wei WuXian’s shoulder.

“I am here.” A kiss. “I love you.” The words are whispered into his naked skin and Wei WuXian closes his eyes. Just like that and the tight feeling inside him uncoils. He has his Lan Zhan. He will be alright. Their child will be alright.

“I love you too, Lan Zhan.”

Feeling that Wei WuXian is warm enough, Lan WangJi releases his hold gently. He sits up, pulling the blanket off just enough to expose Wei WuXian’s upper body. He puts both hands on Wei WuXian’s abdomen and caresses it lovingly. He feels their child stirs and gives a small kick into his palm. Wei WuXian hums at the sensation. Lan WangJi then ducks down to drop several kisses on to his husband’s abdomen as if he’s kissing their child. “Be good for your mother.”

Wei WuXian gasps. “But, Lan Zhan! I want to be called A-Die. Not A-Niang!”

“Mn.” Lan WangJi hums but doesn’t say anything else. He quickly pulls the blanket over Wei WuXian again as his ears catch the sound of footsteps coming closer.

Lin Chen appears from behind the folding screen. “It’s time.”

Wei WuXian takes a deep breath. “Okay.”

“I normally wouldn’t let anyone else here,” Lin Chen stares at Lan WangJi, “but I guess it’s no use telling you to wait outside.”

“No.” Lan WangJi nods.

“So be it.” Lin Chen says and turns to signal the healer to move the folding screen away. The Head Midwife then pulls down the blanket covering Wei WuXian all the way to his hips then throws another thin blanket over Wei WuXian’s shoulders and chest, leaving Wei WuXian’s round abdomen exposed. Lan WangJi moves beside the cradle, making sure it’s still working properly even though it’s unnecessary (they have tested it thrice over).

Finally, Lin Chen shows Wei WuXian a small vial, containing a clear liquid. “Drink. It will make you unconscious for at least half a day. Don’t worry, the effect is immediate and it actually tastes good.”

Wei WuXian rolls his eyes at his physician but takes the vial from Lin Chen. Lin Chen is right, though. It tastes rather sweet and it does work fast. Under half a minute, he feels very drowsy and he can’t hold his eyes from closing. He turns to his husband and Lan WangJi is already at his side again, leaning down to press a lingering kiss on Wei WuXian’s forehead.

“See you later, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian mutters before everything turns dark for him.

Lan WangJi whispers against his husband’s forehead, “Wei Ying. See you later.”

***

Chapter Text

Lan SiZhui is sitting on the floor not far away from the door, trying to meditate as they wait. Lan JingYi does the same; at least for the first few minutes before he stops trying and taking to pacing the hallway.

“JingYi. Come sit here. You’re making me nervous.” Lan SiZhui finally calls his friend, gently tugging at Lan JingYi’s sleeve as he passes him by.

Lan JingYi lets out an exasperated sigh and brings himself to sit in easy cross legged position beside his friend with exaggerated movement. He sighs. “How long do you think it will take?”

Lan SiZhui shakes his head. “I don’t know.” He wishes he knows. However, no matter how much faith he has in his beloved Xian-gege, he can’t help but worry. At the same time, he always has this childish confidence that everything will always be alright when it comes to Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi. Lan SiZhui tries to hang on to that confidence so he will wait no matter how long and if anything does happen, he will do his best to help.

“Now, you’re making me nervous,” Lan JingYi says.

“What?” Lan SiZhui blinks at his friend.

“That face you make when you’re thinking of something is worrying me, sometimes.” Lan JingYi confesses in a matter-of-factly tone. “But I know you. Whatever resolution or conclusion you came to, it’s always good.” He grins.

Lan SiZhui chuckles. “I was just thinking that I don’t really need to be worried. After all, it’s Senior Wei. HanGuang-Jun is also with him. It’s just like when we go on a night hunting with them. But, instead of them watching over us, I think this time we’re the ones watching over them. Even if we can’t do anything but wait right now, I’m sure we can do something after.”

Lan JingYi tries to digest his friend’s words. Lan SiZhui is always the smartest in their generation of disciples and even though Lan JingYi is considered the next best disciple after Lan SiZhui, sometimes he finds it hard to follow Lan SiZhui’s train of thought. However, he’s known Lan SiZhui since forever and there are times that Lan JingYi does understand what his friend is saying. This is one of those times. He places a hand on Lan SiZhui’s arm and rubs that arm warmly. 

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. But you also have to remember that before everything will be alright, Senior Wei always, always gives us a scare first.” He scoffs and shivers a little at the unpleasant memories of Wei WuXian putting him first in line to observe or face ghosts, even if that granted him a Jia from HanGuang-jun. 

Lan SiZhui has to chuckle because of this. “That is true.”

“How many times we will have to copy the rules if we take a peek, SiZhui?” Lan JingYi raises his head and looks toward the closed windows of the healing ward.

“JingYi.” Lan SiZhui admonishes gently. 

“Yeah. No. I wouldn’t want to see anything I really don’t want to see.” Lan JingYi settles down again and slumps a little against his friend. He then tries to distract themselves by talking about their upcoming night hunt excursion. 

Lan XiChen comes back from informing Lan QiRen about the Wei WuXian’s surgery and finds them like this. Both disciples quickly get to their feet but Lan XiChen stops them before they’re able to make their bows. “You have been waiting here?”

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi look a bit guilty. They quickly bow in apology. “We know it’s past hai hour already, ZeWu-jun. But we really want to be here for Senior Wei if we’re allowed.” Lan SiZhui says, daring to steal a look at the Sect Leader. 

Lan XiChen almost laughs at the expression Lan Sizhui and Lan JingYi are wearing; determined yet resigned if their Sect Leader decides to send them to bed. Lan XiChen wants to tease but refrains from doing so. He smiles warmly at the two and pats Lan JingYi on the shoulder. “I would love some company to wait with me.”

The two lights up and says in unison, “Thank you, ZeWu-jun.”

“Let’s not wait here.” Lan XiChen turns and points to a small pavilion next to the healing ward. “You’re very good with fire talisman, aren’t you? I think there’s no need to bother the servant to light up the brazier.”

“I’ll make the fire. SiZhui will make tea.” Lan JingYi states as they enter the pavilion. 

Soon, they sit around a low table with the brazier crackling with warm fire and hot tea poured into cups to warm their bodies. Lan XiChen asks them about their latest night hunt, just so they have some conversation to take their mind off of the surgery taking place in the next building. Lan XiChen really takes delight in their stories. He’s so pleased that they have greatly improved and Lan XiChen makes a mental note to offer Wei WuXian to officially oversee night hunt classes especially for the more advanced disciples, both inner and guest disciples.

Time flies and they’re deep into warm conversations when suddenly they hear the sound of an infant crying ringing loudly across the calm atmosphere of Cloud Recesses.

They fall silent for a moment.

“Is that---” Lan JingYi starts.

“JingYi,” Lan XiChen says, “go and fetch my Uncle.”

***

Lan WangJi is not allowed to come near his child until the Head Midwife has the baby cleaned, swaddled, and put into the warm safety of the cradle. He watches closely as his and Wei WuXian’s spiritual energy stirs gently, embracing his child’s small body. His child’s crying is loud and clear, his entire body flushes in healthy pink color. Lan WangJi worries for a moment but the Head Midwife is smiling, saying that that is what they expect to happen. A strong and loud cry signifies a healthy child.

“Congratulation, HanGuang-jun. You have a son.” The Head MidWife says, bowing to him as Lan WangJi watches his child slowly calms down, seemingly feeling warm and safe inside the cradle. His small body moves as he breathes. 

His child. The life he and Wei WuXian created.

He wants to hold his child so much. He wants to hold his child and gives him kisses and welcomes him to the world. However, Lin Chen doesn’t allow the baby to be taken out of the cradle at least until the next three days. His instincts tell him to argue and fight for his rights as a father but he knows the reason and he won’t risk his child’s life over his own stubbornness. He balls his hands into fists and regulates his breathing. Then, he turns his gaze to the bed where Wei WuXian is lying, still sleeping. Wei WuXian had been patched up, cleaned, and currently put into a fresh inner robe. The healer nervously steals some glances toward Lan WangJi as he does his job, wary of HanGuang-jun’s reaction but Lan WangJi doesn’t say or do anything so he hastily ties Wei WuXian’s robe and leaves. 

Lin Chen checks on Wei WuXian’s pulse and nods to Physician Cai. With care, he wipes his palm over Wei WuXian’s forehead then pats his head, smiling proudly like Wei WuXian has done a good job. Lan WangJi looks at his son and finds him sleeping so he moves to the bed and sits down on the edge.

Lin Chen arranges Wei WuXian hand neatly under the covers. “I’d like you to have a rest now, WangJi. WuXian won’t wake up until dawn, at least.”

“I will stay.”

Lin Chen sighs. “I knew you’d say that.”

Physician Cai lets out a chuckle. “HanGuang-jun really puts all husbands to shame with his dedication. Am I right, Head Midwife?” He says, turning to his colleague who also chuckles warmly.

Lan WangJi stares at Physician Cai, unblinking. Looking at the speechless HanGuang-jun, the physician says again, “Forgive this old man, HanGuang-jun. I will have a bed prepared for you so you can rest here. Young Master Lin and I will take turn to watch over your son.”

Lan WangJi’s features stiffen for a second. Lin Chen has explained this to him and Wei WuXian, that his son will be kept inside the cradle at least for the next three days to avoid shock due to early birth. Still, being reminded of the significance of it shakes him. It takes a moment before he’s able to nod. “Thank you.”

After giving Lan WangJi a soft tap on the shoulder, Lin Chen leaves him alone with a sleeping Wei WuXian. Lan WangJi knows he should go out and let his brother and uncle know that his child has been born but he also doesn’t want to leave Wei WuXian’s side yet. He looks down at his husband, eyes searching for any trace of pain Wei WuXian may suffer but Wei WuXian’s face is quite serene. There’s a telltale of a slight frown between his eyebrows but nothing more. With a finger, Lan WangJi gently smooths down the soft creases then leans down to drop a lingering kiss on Wei WuXian’s forehead. 

When he goes outside to meet his brother, Lin Chen is already talking to Lan QiRen and Lan XiChen and listened by Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi. Their faces bright and excited.

“Congratulations, WangJi.” Lan XiChen’s smile is wide and happy. 

“Thank you, Brother.”

“HanGuang-jun, congratulations!” Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi says almost in unison, bowing as they do.

“Mn.”

Lan QiRen smooths down his beard, nodding his head. “Rest now. Both of you need it.”

“WangJi will do so. Thank you, Uncle.”

“We should leave now.” Lan QiRen says again. “Especially you two.” he gazes at Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi. “There’s nothing we can do here.”

Lan XiChen nods. “We’ll see you tomorrow, WangJi.” he says to his brother, this time touching Lan WangJi’s upper arm in supportive manner. 

Lan WangJi watches them leave silently then comes back to his husband’s side. The bed beside Wei WuXian’s is already prepared for him. Both of his husband and child are sleeping soundly. Taking a deep intake of breath, Lan WangJi brings over a low stool to sit between his son’s cradle and Wei WuXian’s bed. He takes a lotus position and closes his eyes. If Lin Chen and Physician Cai are watching over his son and husband, he should do the same.

***

He comes to his awareness slowly. His senses catch everything around him; soft voices, warmth, something soft, brightness, soreness, aching. It’s like he’s been sleeping for three days straight after exerting too much spiritual power. It’s still very heavy to open his eyes and Wei WuXian decides to fall back to sleep. His throat feels so dry though and he can taste something bitter at the back of his tongue. His shifts and stills as he feels something sharp pulls from around his abdomen. He hisses and tries to touch only to find his abdomen is rather lacking in something. 

His brain comes to a halt.

Why is it flat?

What happened?

Where is---

Oh.

Right.

He opens his eyes, bewildered and wary. He blinks several times to clear his vision. It seems like he’s still in the healing ward. He turns to his right and sees a silhouette of a man clad in white sitting just beside his bed. “Lan Zhan.” He calls instinctively. 

Lan WangJi opens his eyes and quickly rises to sit beside Wei WuXian. His hand flies to touch Wei WuXian’s face and caresses Wei WuXian’s cheekbones lovingly. “Wei Ying.”

Wei WuXian tries to clear his throat. “Where--”

“Sleeping.” Lan WangJi answers as if he knows what Wei WuXian is asking him. He turns his head to the cradle beside the bed. Wei WuXian moves, trying to use his elbows to lift up his upper body but he winces and Lan WangJi quickly but gently pushes him to lie down again. “Do not move. Your wound will open.”

“But I want to see-- What are we having, Lan Zhan?”

Wei WuXian can see the corner of Lan WangJi’s mouth moves up a traction of a millimeter. “A son.”

“A son.” Wei WuXian repeats in awe then he chuckles. Lan WangJi tilts his head a little bit, confused by his husband’s reaction. “Nothing, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian grins up at his husband. “I was thinking if we’re having a girl, I would have a legitimate excuse to visit the female cultivators’ quarters.”

“Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi says with an exasperated sigh but his eyes are full of fondness. Trust his husband to pull such shameless joke right after waking up from surgery. 

“Lan Zhan,” Wei WuXian touches Lan WangJi’s arm, “I want to see him.”

Lan WangJi’s eyes looks conflicted. He starts slowly. “Remember...what Lin Chen said to us about the cradle?”

Wei WuXian’s forehead creases for a second. “Yeah? What about it?--- Oh. Really? Not yet?” He grimaces and Lan WangJi’s heart constricts in pain as he watches the disappointment and slight sadness in Wei WuXian’s eyes. Lan WangJi nods carefully. Wei WuXian blinks away the tears from the back of his eyes. It seems his hormone is still quite all over the place. “Can-- Can you at least bring the cradle closer?”

Lan WangJi nods. He can do that and so he does. Gently as not to disturb the array and especially their child, he moves the cradle until it’s literally side by side to the bed. Their son sleeps so peacefully and Wei WuXian can see his little chest puffing up and down along with his breathing. He can’t see his son’s features very clearly but he can tell that he’s very soft. His son looks like he’s swallowed by soft white fabric with his little face the only part that can be seen. Wei WuXian can see his little nose, one of his plump cheeks, the milky color of his skin, and one of his small eyes. Wei WuXian reaches out a hand. He can’t really reach inside but his fingertips can breach the barrier just fine.

“Does he look like me or you, Lan Zhan? I bet he looks like you.” Wei WuXian whispers. 

“I am not sure.” Lan WangJi answers truthfully. Wei WuXian turns to raise an eyebrow at his husband. “I...never knew how I looked like when I was still a babe.”

Wei WuXian laughs then hisses sharply because laughing pulls his stitches. “No one knows how they looked like when they were a baby! Only the parents know! My parents no longer around so I have no one to ask! That’s why I said he must look like you. He’s your son after all, and with how much you fucked me, I won’t be surprised if your seed really took a strong root and we have an exact mini Lan WangJi!”

The reddened earlobes don’t escape Wei WuXian’s eyes as his husband leans down and captures his lips to shut him up. “We fucked. He is also mini Wei Ying.” He whispers resolutely.

Wei WuXian curses under his breath. “Lan Zhan! Don’t make me laugh! It hurts!”

“Lie still.” Lan WangJi scolds softly. When Wei WuXian does, he presses his lips against Wei WuXian’s. Softly at first, full of gratitude and love then turns a little bit more passionate just like they always kiss after being separated for more than a day or two. His hand caresses the side of Wei WuXian’s body and he pulls away from Wei WuXian’s lips when Wei WuXian puts a hand over Lan WangJi’s hand and brings it to touch his abdomen, just above his wound dressing.

“What is it?” Lan WangJi asks.

Wei WuXian turns toward their son again. “It’s just so weird. One moment I still felt him moving and being alive inside me and now he’s there.”

Lan WangJi can only stare at their son, too. Gently, he squishes Wei WuXian’s hand, offering any amount of comfort he can give. Wei WuXian smiles at him. “No, Lan Zhan. I’m not sad. It’s just a weird sensation. I thought it would feel similar to when I lost my golden core back then. But… it’s still here now.” 

Lan WangJi shifts his hand to slip inside Wei WuXian’s robe and touches the skin of his abdomen. With a little of his spiritual energy, he can sense that the tiny golden orb Wei WuXian managed to cultivate is still there. There’s a very vague crease on his eyebrows as he senses the core to be a bit unstable. He produces a soft unhappy noise but before Wei WuXian can ask him, their son stirs and starts crying.

“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian grabs Lan WangJi’s arm, panic and worry in his voice.

Lan WangJi reaches out his hand into the barrier and touches his son. Gently, he taps on the baby’s side, shushing him. He looks equally confused and worried. Thankfully, the Head Midwife comes in, bringing a small bowl in her hands. Her smile is wide and warm as she notices Wei WuXian is already awake. “How are you feeling, child?”

“Head Midwife, my son--” In his panic, Wei WuXian tries to get up but Lan WangJi is quick in holding him down.

“Stay still, child. Baby cries. It’s their only way of speaking.” She bends over the cradle and smiles at the baby. “You must be hungry, little one. Don’t worry, don’t worry. You will feed soon.” She coos. She then arranges a chair at the other side of the cradle and sits down. The bowl she’s holding in her hands appears to hold a small amount of warm milk. Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi watches with fascination in their eyes as the Head Midwife starts to very carefully feed their son the milk with a small spoon. 

“He can feed this way, too?” Wei WuXian asks, astonished as he sees his son’s tiny mouth laps on the tip of the spoon.

The Head Midwife nods. “Usually we would look for a wet nurse but I was informed by Young Master Lin that you may want to embark on another journey as soon as you’re able to so this is more practical for you. Young Master WangJi can do this, too.”

“You will teach us?” Lan WangJi asks.

“Of course.” She confirms. “But you have to rest now. Here, Young Master WangJi, Young Master Wei must be thirsty.” The way she reprimands Lan WangJi is so gentle and subtle, Wei WuXian has to grin as he watches Lan WangJi’s eyes turns pink. He moves away from the bed to fetch a cup of water for Wei WuXian.

***

Three days later, when the Head Midwife carefully places his on in his arms, Wei WuXian is lost for words. He’s already allowed to sit up and even comes down the bed to walk several paces. Now, he’s sitting with his back leaning against Lan WangJi’s chest. The Head Midwife tells him how to fold and position his arms.

“Don’t be too stiff or your child will be uncomfortable. Relax your shoulders. That’s it. Careful, now. There you are.” She says, retracting her hands from the baby after making sure that the baby is comfortable in his father’s arms.

Wei WuXian finds himself unable to look away from his son. His small face chinches and he squirms like he’s trying to figure out where and what is holding him. Wei WuXian tries to be as relaxed as he can. The baby moves his head and stops moving as he leans his little head against Wei WuXian’s chest. Making sure that his hold is firm, Wei WuXian raises his other hand to touch his son’s face. He looks so round and soft and smells of milk. 

“Lan Zhan.” He whispers, voice full of awe and astonishment and love.

“Mn.” Lan WangJi shifts forward, almost leaning over Wei WuXian as he places his chin on Wei WuXian’s shoulder, looking at their son sleeping snugly. “Little Wei Ying.”

Wei WuXian laughs. “You think so, Lan Zhan?”

“Mn.”

Their son squirms once again. His small eyes squish in a very cute way and he opens his eyes, blinking sleepily at Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi. Wei WuXian’s breath hitches. Behind him, he can hear Lan WangJi does the same.

Their son’s eyes are big and brilliant, just like Wei WuXian’s. However, the color of his eyes are the most captivating; they are grey around the center and fades out into golden amber at the outer ring of his irises. When he blinks, they shine like a precious gemstone. Right now, those eyes are curious as he looks back into Wei WuXian’s grey ones. Wei WuXian feels something tug at his heart and almost chokes up. He ducks down to press a kiss over his son’s soft eyebrows. He lingers; savoring the softness of his son’s skin against his lips, absorbing the warmth radiating off his son’s skin. 

When Lan WangJi reaches out a hand to touch their son, Wei WuXian leans back even more against his husband’s chest. Their son has closed his eyes, slightly leaning in to Lan WangJi’s touch before looking for the warmth of Wei WuXian’s chest again. Just like that, their son is sleeping again. Wei WuXian can’t help but laugh. “He really is like me! So easy to fall asleep!”

Lan WangJi hums, clutching Wei WuXian's waist with his other hand. He drops a kiss on Wei WuXian's cheek. “Mn.”

***

Wei WuXian’s wound heals quite rapidly since he has a golden core now. Lin Chen is pretty pleased with Wei WuXian’s healing after monitoring Wei WuXian closely for almost a week in fear of infection or internal hemorrhage. But the wound closes up nicely and he doesn’t show any kind of complication. Wei WuXian now can sit up for a long time while cradling his son in his arms, and even walking around the room. Each night, he sleeps lying on his side with his hand resting on the cradle, Lan WangJi spooning him from behind.

However, the Head Midwife doesn’t allow him to return to the Jingshi unless he masters the art of spoon feeding his son. The most difficult part is their son has to feed every two hours but he sleeps most of the time and Wei WuXian has to wake him up. The Head Midwife patiently supervises him every time. When Wei WuXian is asleep, Lan WangJi takes his lessons from the Head Midwife, including how to clean and change the baby’s robes and swaddles. 

Finally, after staying at the healing ward for ten days, they are allowed to move back to the Jingshi. Lan XiChen visits them as soon as they have settled back. Wei WuXian is feeding the baby when Lan XiChen knocks on their door. Lan WangJi lets his brother in and into the bedroom.

“Hey, XiChen-ge.” Wei WuXian greets his brother-in-law cheerfully.

“Am I interrupting, A-Xian?” He asks by way of greeting. 

Wei WuXian is sitting on the bed, back leaning against the headboard, knees bent and feet flat on the mattress so his son can be cradled carefully against his thigh in a slightly upward position. One hand protecting the baby’s head and neck while his other hand holding a spoon in front of the baby’s tiny mouth. Wei WuXian chuckles. “Not at all. You can watch. Right, Lan Zhan?”

Lan WangJi nods to his brother and Lan XiChen smiles. Lan WangJi brings over a low table and the tea set to the bedroom so they can talk while Wei WuXian feeds the baby. 

“Uncle will come, too.” Lan XiChen when Lan WangJi puts some tea leaves into the teapot while waiting for the kettle to boil over the brazier. Lan WangJi nods while Wei WuXian steals a glance toward his husband and his brother-in-law. Receiving Lan QiRen inside the bedroom can be considered a little discourteous but both of the Twin Jade don’t appear to think so since Lan WangJi doesn’t make any gesture to move to the living room and Lan XiChen, as the Sect Leader, already looks like he’s settling in comfortably where he’s sitting. 

Wei WuXian raises his eyebrows. Things you learn everyday about the Twin Jade, he finds himself thinking. He coos at his son again when the little baby makes a sound like he’s annoyed that he’s being neglected for a moment and now demanding Wei WuXian’s full attention back to him.

Lan QiRen comes not long after Lan XiChen. There’s a slight twitch on his beard as Lan WangJi leads him inside the bedroom but sees that Wei WuXian is in the middle of feeding his son so he doesn’t say anything. He sits down in front of his nephews and receives the offered cup of tea.

Lan XiChen sips his tea at the same time as his uncle before smiling at his brother. “WangJi, have you thought of a name for your son?”

Lan WangJi nods. “Mn.”

Lan XiChen’s eyebrows lift up in excitement. “You have? What is it?”

“Yun*.”

“Which Yun?”

“It’s the yun in fengyun**!” Wei WuXian chirps from the bed. 

Lan QiRen doesn’t say anything, only smoothing down his beard while nodding. Lan XiChen tries to rolls the name in his tongue. “Lan Yun. It is very good, WangJi. Were you the one who came with the name?”

Wei WuXian laughs. “I wanted to name him A-Dan***. Because, you know, at first I thought I managed to cultivate a core but then I got a baby instead! And Lin Chen did say that in a way, this child is my core!”

Hearing this, Lan QiRen makes a disapproving sound.

“I know, Uncle!” Wei WuXian is still laughing. “It’s good that Lan Zhan came up with the name! Or else we’d really ended up with Lan Dan and I wouldn’t want to let Jiang Cheng know that my naming sense is no better than him. Hah!”

Lan XiChen bites back a laugh. He coughs into his fist. “You have said that you didn’t want to make any announcement until the baby is born. We want to ask you what you think about making an announcement now and if you would like to have a month old celebration later.”

Lan WangJi nods to tell his brother that he understands. “We have not talked about this yet.” He admits.

“This is why we came. We have to talk about this. The sooner the better.” Lan QiRen says rather decisively.

Wei WuXian calmly finishes feeding his son. With extra care, he props his son over his shoulder and pats his back until the baby makes a little burping sound. “Lan Zhan, a little help?” He calls. Lan WangJi stands up and puts aside the bowl and spoon from the bed. He then arranges the blanket inside the cradle so Wei WuXian can put down their son and wraps him warmly. Wei WuXian bends over the cradle to kiss his son, cooing as the baby squirms. Then, he joins the three Lan at the table.

“Sorry for the wait.” He says, smiling especially to Lan QiRen as a statement that he won’t be rushed into this. However, Wei WuXian also doesn’t want to offend Lan QiRen since it will also upset Lan WangJi. “I understand your concern, Uncle.”

“Do you?”

“Hahaha. Of course, I do! Yun’er is currently the only direct descendant of the clan. I understand that you want to announce that the future of GusuLan is secured. It is already secured with SiZhui, JingYi and the rest -- they are every promising, mind you -- but now you have a direct descendant, of course you would want to tell the world. But I think we don’t want to have a month old celebration, do we, Lan Zhan?” Lan WangJi nods at this. “I mean, we will make an announcement and have a little celebration and that’s it.”

“Such nonsense!” Lan QiRen harrumphs.

Lan WangJi shakes his head. “Brother is here. Yun’er is not sect heir.”

“I see.” Lan XiChen says before Lan QiRen is able to say anything. “But WangJi, you and A-Xian do not need to be considerate of me.” He looks at the two warmly, touched that they still think of him to that extent. Even if this conversation is not meant to force them to name Lan Yun as future sect heir, Lan XiChen can understand their reluctance to overstep their position when he himself just stepped back into his position as Sect Leader. He smiles in apology to the couple.

“WangJi, A-Xian, let me apologize that this sounded like we were forcing your hand in deciding my nephew’s future. That was never my intention.” he cups his hands and bows slightly toward Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian. After that, with solemn voice, he turns to Lan QiRen. “Uncle, I think we should respect their wishes regarding the announcement and the celebration.” 

It’s apparent that Lan QiRen wants to rebuke but he’s not entirely blind of the determination and stubbornness radiating from his nephews and nephew-in-law. If he’s being honest (it’s not that he’s lying because lying in forbidden in the Cloud Recesses, mind you), it’s also not his intention to make it sound like they’re forcing Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian. After all, the elders have kind of unofficially agreed between themselves that if Lan XiChen decided not to marry and sire children, the position of sect heir will fall to Lan SiZhui or Lan JingYi (if that boy can be tamed just a little bit). It won’t be the first time GusuLan has a leader who is not a direct descendant of Lan An. It’s just that he has a feeling of dread that Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian will bring their son away on their journey and Lan QiRen only wants for them to at least uphold the tradition that every Lan should receive education in the Cloud Recesses. It’s the child’s right by birth.

To his mild annoyance, Wei WuXian laughs. “Come now, Uncle. You’re not thinking that I would take my son away from Cloud Recesses and never come back, are you?”

The corner of Lan QiRen’s mouth twitches. “Like I’m going to believe that you and WangJi haven’t planning to do so.”

“Of course, we have!” Wei WuXian says enthusiastically while raising his hand. “There are still lots of places we want to go and see! Obviously we’ll come back from time to time. Lan Zhan would make sure of that.”

Lan WangJi nods. 

Hearing this, Lan XiChen immediately knows that this is his opportunity to say what has been on his mind regarding his brother-in-law. “Then, A-Xian, let me offer you something that would guarantee your return to Cloud Recesses.”

Wei WuXian raises an eyebrow. “XiChen-ge?”

“We all know that you’ve been taking in to your hands to supervise our juniors during their night hunts. I have been thinking about this for some time and I would like to offer you to take that position officially.” Lan XiChen says.

Wei WuXian blinks. “What?” He then turns to Lan WangJi. “Lan Zhan, did I hear wrong? Was your brother really offering me to be a teacher?”

Lan WangJi looks surprised as well. “Brother?” He inquires to Lan XiChen.

“When you went to LangYa to pick up Lin Chen, I took over grading the juniors’ night hunt notes. I have to say that I am highly impressed with their progress and practical knowledge.” Lan XiChen explains. “If anything, I would like for the other disciples from other clans to learn this too when they come to learn here.”

Wei WuXian pouts. “But XiChen-ge! That only means that I’ll be bound here all year long!”

“Well, you’re married into GusuLan! It shouldn’t be weird that you should stay here all year long!” Lan QiRen chides. 

Lan XiChen lifts his hand to appease everyone. “What I am offering A-Xian is not to supervise every night hunt our disciples go to. I am thinking of special classes two or three months a year. I think it would be ideal since it would allow them to go on their journey and still coming back to Gusu.”

Wei WuXian takes a deep breath as he worries his lower lip with his teeth. That is certainly a very good offer and not much different than what he’s been doing for the period of time when he and Lan WangJi are back in Gusu. He also knows that Lan XiChen could very much do with as much help as he can get from his younger brother. He turns his head to look at Lan WangJi and Lan WangJi only puts his arm around Wei WuXian’s back and squishes his waist.

“Let me think about it.” He says then.

Lan XiChen smiles. “Do take your time, A-Xian.” Then, relaxing his features a little bit, he turns toward the cradle. “May I see my nephew?”

At this, Wei WuXian happily obliges. “Sure. He’s still sleeping but he’s a heavy sleeper, so don’t worry about making any sound. I think he’s used to me and Lan Zhan being quite loud since he was still in my belly.”

Lan QiRen chokes while Lan WangJi gently pats his uncle’s back.

***

Chapter Text

As soon as the announcement that the notorious former YiLing Patriarch - now known as Wei WuXian, cultivation partner of HanGuang-jun of Gusu - has given birth to a son is made to the entire cultivation world, Cloud Recesses is once again drowned in letters and requests for a visit. Wei WuXian snorts as he can easily imagine the rumours going around out there. After all, cultivators gossip even worse than old womenfolk do. He only pities his brother-in-law who has to deal with all the inquiries. Let’s be honest, if it’s left to him, he won’t make any announcement whatsoever. However, Wei WuXian has been married to Lan WangJi for quite some time now (as well as taking into consideration of his own ignorance about sect politics in his previous life), he knows that there are things that he can’t avoid in regards of being married to a person of Lan WangJi’s standing. 

In his own part, Lan WangJi has asked Lan XiChen to refuse all of the visitation requests but he and Wei WuXian will gratefully accept all the gifts sent. Soon, a corner of the Jingshi is occupied with boxes of various sizes containing courtesy gifts along with several personal gifts. Wei WuXian is quite surprised but very much delighted that Jiang Cheng sent them a gift and makes sure that he will personally write the thank you letter, along with the thank you letters for Jin Ling and Ouyang ZiZhen. 

When Lan Yun is a month old, they hold a celebration. Wei WuXian really put his foot down about it being not a full on celebration. He doesn’t want it to be like any of GusuLan Sect Banquet either. He arranges to hold a small feast in one of the small reception halls, attended only by their immediate family members, Lin Chen, Physician Cai and his two disciples, several of Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi’s classmates who always come with them since Yi City, and several elders. He can’t bring in any wine so in exchange, he sends Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi to order several dishes from the Hunan cuisine restaurant in CaiYi Town. 

Lan Yun is sleeping through the feast in his cradle which is put near Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi’s table. An elder praises the baby for this, saying what a good child Lan Yun is to be so calm in the middle of voices and noises. Wei WuXian thanks the elder but makes a face at Lan WangJi because it only means that Lan Yun will definitely stay awake all through the night.

Lin Chen comes by to their table and scoops Lan Yun into his embrace. “Hmm, aren’t you growing so well? Good boy. Say, won’t you send him to learn at LangYa in the future? I’d be happy to teach him a thing or two in addition to his education in Gusu.”

Lan JingYi, who happens to hear this, perks up curiously. “LangYa Hall also accepts guest disciples?”

“We do.” Lin Chen nods. “In fact, almost all of our disciples came from outside the mountains. LangYa Hall is not a cultivational sect. We run things quite differently.” He winks.

“Have you ever received education there, HanGuang-jun?” Lan SiZhui asks curiously, looking at Lan WangJi. Wei WuXian turns to his husband with the same curiosity.

Lan WangJi nods. “Brother and I had. For a year.”

“Really? How come I never know this?” Wei WuXian raises an eyebrow at Lan WangJi.

“It was before.” Lan WangJi answers.

Wei WuXian frowns. “Before? Oh. You mean before we met?” He gets a nod as a confirmation. 

Lan XiChen smiles and explains more. “Our GusuLan Sect always has a good relation with LangYa Hall because A-Chen’s grandfather was good friends with ours. I think Old Master Lin spent a few years here in his youth.” Lan QiRen nods at this. “WangJi and I were invited to study there when WangJi was twelve years old. After that, we always make sure to visit whenever we are in LangYa for a night hunt, which, I must admit, not that often, especially since the Sun Shot Campaign.”

Lin Chen confirms this with a nod. “It’s been too peaceful lately, I need a distraction. So, I’m really happy to be here but I won’t refuse if you send some of your disciples over, XiChen. Better yet, why don’t you come to LangYa with me?”

The whole room suddenly becomes quiet. 

“What? Did I say something wrong?” Lin Chen raises his head to address the whole room, especially the faces closest to him. He raises his eyebrows in challenge at the conflicted look Lan XiChen is wearing. “I think LangYa would be good for you.” He says, slightly rocking Lan Yun who has decided that it’s a perfect time to wake up. He starts to fuss and Lin Chen gently hands him over to Wei WuXian.

Lan XiChen flusters. “I--- Thank you for the offer, A-Chen.”

Lin Chen shrugs, dismissing the fact that Lan XiChen has decided not to give him any form of answer to his offer.

Lan WangJi feels a little jab on his side and he turns as Wei WuXian leans sideways to him, Lan Yun already asleep again in his arms. “Is it just me or that sounded just like when you asked me to come to Gusu with you way back then?”

“....Mn.”

Wei WuXian snorts.

***

Wei WuXian can hear the soft splash of water as Lan WangJi lowers himself into the bathtub, now placed in its usual place behind a folding screen across their bedroom. They have arranged for the folding screen not to entirely hides the bathtub so whenever Lan WangJi is not around, Wei WuXian can take his bath while watching over Lan Yun. Naturally, from where he’s sitting on the bed, Wei WuXian can see one end of the wooden tub and Lan WangJi’s back, some long strands hanging off the tub as Lan WangJi leans back against the tub. Wei WuXian bites his lower lip. It’s been quite some time since he saw his husband’s naked skin.

By that, he means in a sexual way. Each evening before Lan WangJi takes his bath, Wei WuXian still sees his husband’s naked skin when Wei WuXian helps him put Lan Yun on Lan WangJi’s chest. It’s a bonding method Lin Chen taught them: putting Lan Yun to sleep on his parent’s chest, skin to skin, with his parent’s robe wrapped around them. Wei WuXian does this for an hour during the day and Lan WangJi takes his turn for an hour in the evening. 

Wei WuXian still sleeps with Lan WangJi as his human pillow. That doesn’t change. But caring for Lan Yun is quite exhausting and as soon as they lay down in bed, all he wants to do is sleep. Saying that he misses Lan WangJi’s touch is kind of an understatement.

He looks down at Lan Yun. Wei WuXian knows his son’s sleeping pattern now. After his bonding session with Lan WangJi, Lan Yun is usually hungry. It’s Lan Yun’s last feeding time of the day and after Wei WuXian spoon feed him milk and changes his diapers and swaddle, the baby will be asleep for the rest of the night until he wakes up again around midnight. Usually, Wei WuXian also takes this time to get his sleep but right now-- He glances toward the folding screen once again. 

Making sure Lan Yun is all warm in his cradle and properly asleep, Wei WuXian drops a kiss on his son’s forehead. Then, he walks across the room, taking off his robes as he goes. He’s already naked when he reached the bathtub. He can feel his skin tingles with expectations and delightful shiver runs down his spine when Lan WangJi raises his head to look at him. Wei WuXian basks in pride and giddy self satisfaction as he watches how Lan WangJi silently takes a sharp intake of breath, his golden eyes shines with lust upon seeing Wei WuXian’s naked body.

Without a word, Lan WangJi reaches out a hand to help Wei WuXian gets in the tub. Wei WuXian giggles as they maneuver a little bit inside the tub and ends up with Wei WuXian sitting in between Lan WangJi’s legs, back leaning against Lan WangJi’s chest. Lan WangJi ducks down to press soft kisses across Wei WuXian’s shoulders, gently mouthing warm skin as his own arms goes around Wei WuXian’s middle. Wei WuXian lets out soft appreciative moans, one hand resting on Lan WangJi’s head as if to guide his husband where he wants Lan WangJi to kiss him.

“Yun’er asleep?” Lan WangJi whispers against Wei WuXian’s jaw. 

Wei WuXian nods, moving his head just so they can kiss. “Hmm.” He turns his head as far as he can to look directly into Lan WangJi’s eyes. His fingers slip inside his husband hair, affectionately carding through the long damp tresses. “Do you miss me, Lan Zhan?” his voice is loaded with want and longing.

Lan WangJi’s hold around Wei WuXian tightens just a tad. “Miss you.” He admits, moving forward to claim Wei WuXian’s lips. 

Wei WuXian’s hand clenches on Lan WangJi’s hair. “Then why wait so long to take me again? You know my wound already healed for weeks now.”

Lan WangJi noses Wei WuXian’s cheeks and lips. “You are tired.”

Wei WuXian pouts. “I will be tired for a long time, Lan Zhan. We have a baby. Are you saying that you won’t touch me until our son is old enough to receive his education? Because I think that will be the time when I’m quite free and can get as much sleep as I can again. Hmm? Do you think you can hold that long?” 

Judging from the mild creases on his husband’s forehead, Wei WuXian knows Lan WangJi is unhappy about this. This is emphasized with a mild annoyed “Hmph,” from Lan WangJi. Wei WuXian laughs and kisses him. “That’s why we have to take every chance we have. Am I right, Lan Zhan?” He licks on Lan WangJi’s lower lip, coaxing his husband to let him in.

Lan WangJi bites Wei WuXian’s lower lip. Not saying anything, he starts to kiss down along Wei WuXian’s neck and nape, down to his spine. Gently, he pushes Wei WuXian forward and position him to balance on his knees. Wei WuXian grabs the rim of the tub to balance his upper body, the water sloshes around them. He looks over his shoulders to meet Lan WangJi’s gaze locked at him. His husband tall figure is looming over him, huge hands caressing along his sides and back. Wei WuXian bites his lips.

“Try not to destroy the tub, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian moans when Lan WangJi begins leaving marks on his skin.

“Do not be too loud.” Lan WangJi replies with a glint in his eyes as he goes lower and takes a bite on each one of the round cheeks of Wei WuXian’s bottom. 

With needy gasps, Wei WuXian reaches out to take one of Lan WangJi’s hands and guides it to the front. “Touch me, Lan Zhan.” He moans aloud into his own arm when Lan WangJi obeys him, warm hand and calloused fingers gently wrapped around him and starts to pleasure him skillfully, knowing exactly where to press and caress. Lan WangJi’s mouth never leaves Wei WuXian’s skin all the while.

They move fast, not bothering to take their time to take claim of each other’s pleasure. Lan WangJi takes him like the first time he took Wei WuXian’s virginity and Wei WuXian doesn’t mind a bit. He misses this. He misses his husband and he will never dislike how Lan WangJi takes him, rough or gentle or on his back or upside down. It doesn’t take them long to find release in each other’s embrace. Lan WangJi locks Wei WuXian moans in a passionate kiss while Wei WuXian trembles and clenches down hard around him, their hips jerking hard and bodies taut. They’re still kissing, not wanting to let each other go yet. Wei WuXian moans again as Lan WangJi is still coming, releasing more seeds into Wei WuXian’s body in small short jerks of his hips. 

“Mmh, don’t come out yet, Er-gege.” Wei WuXian whines a moment later.

“The water has turned cold.” Lan WangJi drops small pecks along the red marks he left earlier along Wei WuXian’s nape.

“It’s still warm enough,” Wei WuXian stubbornly insists and Lan WangJi doesn’t say anything else. Gently, he pulls them to sit in the water again with Wei WuXian still in his lap. Biting his lower lip, Wei WuXian turns around in Lan WangJi’s lap, throwing his arms around Lan WangJi’s broad shoulders. He cranes his neck to look at the direction of their bed and smiles when he doesn’t see any sign that Lan Yun is awake.

Lan WangJi follows his gaze. He pulls Wei WuXian closer against his chest as he realizes that from now on they should be really careful with their intimate moments and dual cultivation sessions. They can’t be as ignorant as before. He buries his face into the crook of Wei WuXian’s neck, ears already flushed red. He hears Wei WuXian chuckles, the brilliant sound washes over his being. He shivers because he’s still inside Wei WuXian and the warm inner wall involuntarily clenches along with Wei WuXian’s laughter.

“Wei Ying,” he warns, arms encircle Wei WuXian once again to steady his husband’s body.

“Ngh, Lan Zhan. You’re so cute.” Wei WuXian teases, cupping Lan WangJi’s face and forces Lan WangJi to look up so Wei WuXian can kiss him. “You like it inside of me, don’t you, HanGuang-jun? I like you inside of me, too.” He whispers, sucking Lan WangJi’s lips. Lan WangJi’s hold around him tightens. On purpose, Wei WuXian shifts in Lan WangJi’s lap. His hands grip on Lan WangJi’s hair, slightly yanking as he locked their gazes. “Again.” He demands.

Lan WangJi obliges willingly, once again making true to his words to never deny his husband of anything.

***

Summer is approaching when Lin Chen finally getting ready to leave Cloud Recesses. He has compiled journals and notes on the unique case of Wei WuXian’s pregnancy and allows two copies to be made; one for Physician Cai’s personal collection and one to be added into the restricted section of the Library Pavilion. He also left several books on dual cultivation written in his own hands. Anyone who has come of age may come to Physician Cai if they want to read those books.

A week before his date of departure, he visits the Jingshi to check on his little patient. It’s still quite early in the morning. Lin Chen knows it’s the perfect time to put Lan Yun out in the morning sunlight. He smiles wide when he finds Lan Yun’s cradle in front of the Jingshi’s opened doors where the morning sunlight hits. The baby is put to lie on his stomach without robes and swaddle. Wei WuXian is sprawling on the floor beside the cradle. He looks like he’s dozing. 

Lin Chen kicks Wei WuXian light on his feet. “Wake up, WuXian.”

Wei WuXian groans. “I’m awake~” He reluctantly pulls himself up to sit and takes a peek at his son before scowling at Lin Chen. “He took a very long nap yesterday and stayed awake all night long.” He tells Lin Chen. 

Lin Chen crosses his arms as he frowns. “Didn’t the Head Midwife told you not to get him too excited when you play with him?” He chides.

Wei WuXian whines. “But Yun’er is so cute!”

“Keep this up and you will be lacking sleep for a really long time. Your choice.” Lin Chen emphasizes. Ignoring the pouting Wei WuXian, Lin Chen reaches out to touch Lan Yun’s tiny wrist then turning him gently so as not to wake up the baby. He checks on the baby with discerning eyes. 

Lan Yun is a healthy child; good complexion, big appetite, responsive to his surroundings, strong grip, and his eyes are big and always curious. His sleeping pattern is regular (except when Wei WuXian gets him too excited) and Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi listen well to every advice Lin Chen and Physician Cai gave them and they adjust it well with their needs. Satisfied, Lin Chen turns Lan Yun around to lie on his stomach again. “Listen well to Physician Cai, okay? Don’t hesitate to ask Head Midwife, too.”

Wei WuXian tilts his head. “You’re really going back, huh?”

Lin Chen nods. He then sits in front of Wei WuXian and reaches out his hand. Wei WuXian places the back of his hand on Lin Chen’s palm. “I’m fine now, right?” He asks as Lin Chen checks on his pulse.

“Just to make sure.” The young master physician winks at him. A moment later, he nodded his head in satisfaction. “Your golden core develops quite well. It’s still a little bit unstable but as long as you keep your dual cultivation, it should strengthen out soon enough.”

Wei WuXian snorts. “Try telling that to any cultivation partners who just have a baby. We only got to do it a couple of times since we have Yun’er. I’m tired all the time and we can’t be loud or else Yun’er will be awake. I know he probably won’t understand anything yet but Lan Zhan refuses to do it on the bed because he’s embarrassed! Even when I promised I won’t be too loud!”

Lin Chen raises an eyebrow. “I always thought both of you are quite creative in your dual cultivation so far.”

Wei WuXian tries to hide his grin. “Well, as I said, I’m mostly so tired.”

Lin Chen snickers. “If you’re already accustomed with Lan Yun’s sleeping pattern, I think putting his cradle in another room may help.”

“No way!” Wei WuXian almost shrieks. “What kind of parents are we if we let our son sleeping in another room?” He clutches his chest dramatically.

“Don’t be dramatic, WuXian.” Lin Chen rolls his eyes. “Many children sleep in a different room from their parents.” Looking at Wei WuXian grimacing at him, Lin Chen chuckles. “Yes, yes. I know what you mean. Don’t worry too much. As long as you bond with him using that method I taught you, you’ll be fine. Look at him. He’s growing fine.”

Wei WuXian’s face lights up with pride. “He is, isn’t he?”

Lin Chen nods again. “It’s also easier to carry him that way when you travel. You’re going to start traveling again, aren’t you?”

Wei WuXian rises from his seat and gently turns Lan Yun to lie on his back. “Hmm… I think Lan Zhan and I need to think about it more.”

“Oh?”

Wei WuXian then walks in, realizing that he has acted quite rudely by not offering him tea. He pours tea for Lin Chen and brings it over with a tray. “The Head Midwife visited the other day. She advised that it would be easier for us to travel if Yun’er is a bit older. Especially with the laundry.

“I also heard how Lan Zhan didn’t even start traveling until SiZhui was old enough.” Wei WuXian continues. He takes a deep breath. “So, I guess I have to think a bit differently now. Even if it’s turned out that we have to take early retirement, who knows?”

“Just know that you’re welcome in LangYa anytime you decide to visit.” Lin Chen says after a moment. 

Wei WuXian smiles at him. “You bet I will come to LangYa! Ever since Lan Zhan dan XiChen-ge told me about your Hall, I’m curious to see it! Wait. You don’t have four thousand rules carved somewhere in your mountain, right?” He asks, suspicious. 

Lin Chen throws him a look. “Seriously. Do you think I will be like this if there are such thing in LangYa?”

Wei WuXian laughs out loud. From what he knows of the young master physician, Lin Chen also loves his wine and beautiful women (although unlike young Wei WuXian, Lin Chen actually has experience). “Then I will come! Make sure to introduce me to your finest wine! Oh, right! Come over before you go, I’ll give you some of my stash of Emperor’s Smile. You know, for your journey.”

Lin Chen smiles wide. “Then I thank you, WuXian.”

***

With a soft, almost inaudible relieved sigh, Lan XiChen puts down his brush. 

“Brother?” Lan WangJi, who’s been working in front of his older brother, notices the gesture. 

“Ah,” Lan XiChen gives him a small smile. “Nothing, WangJi. I was just thinking that finally there are no more nosy letters that I have to reply regarding A-Xian and you, and Lan Yun.”

Lan WangJi looks down at his works for a second before turning to his brother, bowing apologetically. “WangJi apologizes for causing you trouble, Brother.”

Lan XiChen waves his hand. “That is not what I meant, WangJi. It certainly is not your fault. Or A-Xian’s, in that matter. None of you knew that your cultivation will lead to this.” He looks at his younger brother softly. “I should be the one apologizing. I can only help this much.”

“It is more than enough.” Lan WangJi says in humble gratitude.

Lan XiChen smiles to his younger brother. He then takes another deep breath. “It will be a little quieter around here. I am going to be honest and say that I really hope A-Xian takes my offer, WangJi. Could you not persuade him?”

Lan WangJi averts his eyes for a moment before shaking his head. “No.”

“I thought as much.” Lan XiChen smiles. He puts away the stack of papers he just finished working on to take another stack of papers. Meanwhile, Lan WangJi is eyeing his older brother with a contemplating look. Lan XiChen is taking his brush again when he senses Lan WangJi’s eyes on him. He raises his head, “What is it, WangJi?”

“We will not go, yet.” Lan WangJi says.

A sculpted eyebrow shoots up. Lan XiChen waits for his younger brother to elaborate more. 

“It is dangerous to travel with an infant.”

“I see.” Lan XiChen smiles. “That makes sense. So you’re going to stay until my nephew is old enough?”

Lan WangJi nods. “Wei Ying will supervise until then.”

Lan XiChen blinks. “But bringing a baby to a night hunt?”

Lan WangJi shakes his head. “I will look after Lan Yun.”

“Ah. Of course.” Lan XiChen lets out a soft laugh. “It is good, then. I am sure Uncle would like that, too.”

“Mn.”

Lan XiChen nods his head. He wants to take up his brush again but Lan WangJi looks like he still has something else to say. With a soft sigh, Lan XiChen encourages him. “Is there something else you want to say, WangJi?”

“Brother, won’t you consider LangYa?”

He definitely is not expecting that to come out from Lan WangJi’s mouth. He blinks at his younger brother with a confused look. “Why would you want me to go to LangYa, WangJi?”

“A change.”

“You think I need a change?”

Lan WangJi nods. “Mn.”

“But do you not think that it is ridiculous that I came out of seclusion only to go to another seclusion?”

“Not seclusion. A getaway.” Lan WangJi corrects him. 

They exchange looks for a moment and Lan XiChen almost thinks that his ability to read his brother has failed him. Then, he realizes what Lan WangJi is trying to say. His younger brother had gone quite similar thing back then when Wei WuXian was pronounced death, although it was mainly to heal his wounds. Lan XiChen was trying to accompany him back then. So, Lan XiChen knows that Lan WangJi only started to really heal when his younger brother came out from seclusion as soon as his wounds were healed to start caring for Lan SiZhui and then when he started to travel to answer every call for help. Lan WangJi was still grieving but he didn’t let his grief stopping him from helping people in need, something that Wei WuXian would do. 

It’s clear that Lan WangJi wants him to try the same thing; to go somewhere different so he probably can start healing for real. 

Sensing Lan XiChen’s hesitation, Lan WangJi tries to say again. “Uncle is still able to help. I will help, too.”

Take your time. Properly this time, Brother - is what Lan XiChen hears.

Lan XiChen takes a deep breath several times.

That night, Lan XiChen knocks at Lan QiRen’s pavilion and asks his uncle to have a talk.

***

It goes without saying that the elders are not happy about Lan XiChen’s decision to leave for LangYa but they really can’t say anything when Lan QiRen and Lan WangJi are standing behind the young Sect Leader. Moreover, Lan QiRen offers that they give Lan XiChen three years then their Sect Leader has to come back to Gusu. Lan XiChen thanks him for this. In private, Lan QiRen begrudgingly says that he’s getting older and been meaning to get into retirement but how could he do that if his nephews keeps on roping him back to take care of their sect? Honestly.

With that, it is decided that Lin Chen’s date of departure is postponed for another week entirely so Lan XiChen can go with him to LangYa.

Two days before Lin Chen and Lan XiChen’s departure, Lan WangJi finds Wei WuXian already frolicking the meadow with a group of little Lan sect disciples. They look like they are mocking a night hunt, using Lan WangJi’s rabbits as targets. Something stirred in Lan WangJi’s chest as he watches Wei WuXian’s figure surrounded with little children, Lan Yun strapped securely with a cloth on his back. One of Wei WuXian’s arms supporting Lan Yun’s bottom while his other hand swinging Chen Qing as he directed the little disciples of what to do.

He then wonders what happened to the teacher.

“Wei Ying.” He calls as he approaches them.

“Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian turns and beams at him in greeting, waving the hand holding Chen Qing. 

The little disciples stop moving too. In various degrees of haste and some shufflings, they bow to Lan WangJi. “G-greetings! HanGuang-jun!” They say this not in unison, some of them still having difficulty with their pronounciations. Even so, Lan WangJi nods in approval at them. 

“Mn.”

The children look at Wei WuXian who grins at them and they beam at Lan WangJi, quickly surrounding them while chattering about what Senior Wei is teaching them. One even dares to tug on Lan WangJi’s robe. Lan WangJi looks down and pats the child on the head. 

“It is almost time for lunch. Go and wash up.” Lan WangJi tells them.

Disappointed groans and moans are voiced but one look from Lan WangJi makes them look down in guilt. They shuffle while Wei WuXian laughs. “HanGuang-jun’s right. Go now. You can come and find me again tomorrow.”

Those little faces perk up. “Really, Senior Wei?”

“Only if you finish your morning lesson.” Wei WuXian pats Lan Yun’s back. The little disciples squeals and bows to both of them. “Careful, careful! Don’t step on the rabbits!” Wei WuXian shouts as the children scrambles away.

Lan WangJi reaches to take Lan Yun from Wei WuXian’s back. Wei WuXian undoes the knot on his front and let Lan WangJi transfers Lan Yun to his arms. Lan Yun stirs, blinks up at his father and squirms to sleep again. Lan WangJi ducks down to kiss his son’s forehead. Wei WuXian smiles at the scene as he folds the cloth used to carry Lan Yun.

Wei WuXian hooks his hand to Lan WangJi’s elbow as they walk back to the Jingshi. “Teacher JinYang got sick this morning and I had nothing to do so I offered before they even went to Uncle.”

“Mn.” 

Wei WuXian presses his cheek against Lan WangJi’s arm. “I think I will be busy even if we stay here for a while, Lan Zhan.”

“Wei Ying. You are always busy.”

Wei WuXian laughs. “You know me so well, Lan Zhan!” He then cooes at Lan Yun, who apparently awakes and been listening to his parents. “Yun’er is such a good kid, too. Never giving me trouble.”

“He is just a baby.” Lan WangJi deadpans.

“Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian slaps Lan WangJi’s upper arm. “Ah. But we do have experience with toddler, right? So, I think we’ll be good.”

“Mn.”

Wei WuXian laughs out loud. “Anyway, Lan Zhan. Are you already done today? Why are you looking for me this early?”

Lan WangJi nods. “Lunch first.”

“Okay, Lan Zhan.”

*

“Where are we going exactly, Lan Zhan?” Wei WuXian asked as they stood on Bichen, heading down from Cloud Recesses. 

“It is not far.” Lan WangJi replies.

Wei WuXian hums. He tries not to move too much. He knows he’s secure enough with Lan WangJi’s arms wrapped around his middle. He looks down to look between the folds of his robes. He has strapped Lan Yun against his chest before they went out, in the same fashion with the one Lin Chen taught him to bond with his son. Lan Yun is sleeping soundly and Wei WuXian smiles in satisfaction. 

They reach an area just on the outskirts of Cloud Recesses, near the foot of the mountain. They can reach the place easily by walking but maybe Lan WangJi doesn’t want to tire Wei WuXian out and they are bringing Lan Yun with them. Wei WuXian thinks his husband is too overprotective but he doesn’t say anything. Lan WangJi pampering him is not something Wei WuXian would refuse. 

Under Lan WangJi’s spiritual order, Bichen lands them gently near a plot of land. Lan WangJi holds Wei WuXian’s hand as he climbs down Bichen, eyes wandering around the land with curiosity. It’s clear that the land used to have a caretaker; there are some overgrown beddings and plots of plants. There is a stream running nearby and a cottage is standing right in the middle of the land.

A small nudge on his smaller back guides him to keep walking. Wei WuXian wanders around the bedding and plots, finding that all of them are edible crops and medicinal herbs. “Such a pity. Who lived here, Lan Zhan?”

“An elder.” Lan WangJi answers curtly. He is standing near the door to the cottage, obviously waiting for Wei WuXian to approach him.

Wei WuXian throwing him a teasing look. “You’re being very mysterious here, Lan Zhan. It’s so unlike you. Tell me.” Wei WuXian swats at Lan WangJi’s chest when he stands beside Lan WangJi.

Lan WangJi has the gall to look embarrassed at Wei WuXian’s teasing. “I did not mean to.” He says. “An elder lived here. He passed away last year.” He pushes the door open and lets Wei WuXian enters first.

The cottage is still in good condition albeit not being lived in. The size is slightly bigger than the Jingshi as it has two bedrooms. Lan WangJi opens the windows to let the light comes in. Just like the Jingshi and any other buildings owned by GusuLan sect, this cottage also decorated and furnished in a simple way. The bedrooms are precisely the same size but conveniently located at opposite corners of the cottage. It seems that the former owner loved to have a bath outside since there is an additional semi-opened bathing area at the back of the cottage. The kitchen is located at the other side of the cottage, separated from the cottage with a semi-permanent bamboo partition. 

Wei WuXian is circling around the rooms twice before an idea downs in his mind. He turns to look at Lan WangJi over his shoulder. Lan WangJi is standing in the centre of the living room like he has no need to look around the cottage because he already knows what the cottage has to offer. Caressing Lan Yun’s back through his robes, Wei WuXian approaches his husband. He can see a complicated look in Lan WangJi’s eyes. Wei WuXian grins.

“Lan Er-gege,“ Wei WuXian drawls, “Don’t you think I look like I’m pregnant again like this?” the corner of his lips turns upward teasingly.

Lan WangJi’s golden eyes turns a shade darker for a second with desire. Wei WuXian laughs and flicks the tip of Lan WangJi’s perfect nose. “Silly Lan Zhan. I know I’ve promised you many little Young Masters but Lin Chen did say it’s almost impossible for us to have another child this way.”

“We can try.” Lan WangJi says stubbornly. One of his arms has sneaked around Wei WuXian’s waist and pulls him closer. With a finger of his other hand, he pulls the hem of Wei WuXian’s robes so he can see Lan Yun. He shrugs his face between the folds of Wei WuXian’s robes to drop a kiss on the top of Lan Yun’s head. “Almost. Not entirely impossible.” He whispers.

“Honestly, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian cups his husband’s face and tugs him upward. “How many times do I have to tell you? Be kinder to my heart!”

Lan WangJi kisses him. “You should get used to it by now.”

Wei WuXian feigns a pout. “So? Is the reason you brought me here the same as I what I think it is?”

“What do you think?” Lan WangJi caresses Wei WuXian’s waist.

“Oh. Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian doesn’t squeals. “Really? It’s for us?”

“Mn. I have got the permission.”

Wei WuXian tries to search Lan WangJi’s eyes. “But, aren’t you going to help with the sect until XiChen-ge is back?”

Lan WangJi is silent for a long moment and Wei WuXian waits patiently until Lan WangJi is able to gather all the words he needs to say. “This place is perfect. Not far and it is outside Cloud Recesses.”

Wei WuXian is this close to pounce on his husband and kisses his senseless and maybe they will end up having very loud sex on the floor but luckily he remembers that he’s carrying Lan Yun so he pulls a tight rein on his desire and rewards Lan WangJi with lots of little kisses all over his husband’s handsome face. “Lan Zhan! You’re the best! You’re so good! I love you so much, Lan Zhan!”

Lan WangJi’s grip on Wei WuXian’s waist tightens. “I love you too, Wei Ying.”

Eyeing around the cottage once again, Wei WuXian leans against Lan WangJi’s chest. “I will surely get busy.” He laughs, feeling so happy and full inside his chest.

“Mn.”

***

Two days later, they send Lan XiChen and Lin Chen off at the main gate of Cloud Recesses. Wei WuXian lets Lan XiChen holds Lan Yun for as long as he wants during the send off and makes a promise that he will write to Lan XiChen to let him know of his nephew’s growth. 

Lan QiRen only nods his head when Lan XiChen gives him a respective bow. After the entourage disappear, the old master quietly asks Lan WangJi if he may hold Lan Yun for a moment. 

***

True enough, Wei WuXian takes the offer to supervise the disciples’ night hunt classes and excursions. He really becomes so busy; juggling child rearing, teaching, inventing new spiritual tools, and renovating the cottage. Every night he complains to Lan WangJi who listens and nods his head while giving him a nice back rub. 

They are finally able to move in to their cottage in summer in the following year. However, they don’t bring all of their belongings from the Jingshi since it is still used as Lan WangJi’s study. Wei WuXian also still uses it to put Lan Yun for a nap when there’s no classes. Wei WuXian brings their son everywhere he goes, including to class. Lan QiRen scolds him for this, saying that even though Lan Yun is not a fussy child, he has already crawling and always want to grab anything from the disciples’ desk. 

Pouting, Wei WuXian finally leave Lan Yun with Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi who offers to babysit since they don’t have that many classes anymore.

After a year and a half of disappearance, Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi are finally back to be seen helping villages around Gusu while holding a toddler, sometimes bringing a group of Lan Sect junior disciples with them. For the time being, the both of them don’t venture outside Gusu for practicality reasons. 

The year after, nearing the time when GusuLan will be sending invitations to other sects to send their best junior disciples to learn at Cloud Recesses, many sects are once again sending letters of commendation and requests to be invited, stating that their disciples have many potentials and therefore would be worth to receive education from the honorable Master Lan and HanGuang-jun. It’s so obvious that they want the juniors to spy on Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian and confirm about the existence of their son. 

Lan QiRen doesn’t have the patience to deal with such nonsense. He burns all the letters and makes sure not to send invitation to the nosy sects. Lan XiChen has to write a letter to his uncle and politely remind him that they should really consider the future of the disciple instead.

On the other hand, Wei WuXian is quite amused by all this. With an ignorant snort, he says, “Just let them come. So what if they see Yun’er? He’s a perfectly normal and healthy child! They can stare all they want. It’s not like Yun’er will start growing horns! Right, Lan Zhan?”

“Mn. No horns.”

However, the cultivation world always needs a rumour. Even after the disciples who are sent to Cloud Recesses write letters home saying that they don’t see anything weird or strange with Lan Yun, that Lan Yun is super adorable, that Senior Wei’s classes are super eye opening and interesting, that Lan WangJi is actually nice and caring to them (they, however, purposefully fail to mention that they also have conversations about proper dual cultivation with Physician Cai), the gossip doesn’t stop.

Because the involvement of the Young Master of LangYa Hall is made known, one sect leader goes up and makes inquiries. The price given is ridiculously high and almost broke the whole sect if the sect leader decides to pay. Since it’s not worth being broke over, the sect leader withdraws and goes home angry for time wasted.

As the years roll on, Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian are not known only as the cultivators who always present where the chaos is. To the cultivation realm, Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian are also known as the first and only cultivation partners who managed to reach a different level of cultivation and produce a biological child between them. Wherever the pair go on their travels, they will hear people talk about this. They ignore it, dealing with whatever case they meet and then move on to another place. They only linger when they happen to be around YunMeng, LanLing or LangYa. 

Even after decades, if you ask about the honorable HanGuang-jun and his notorious husband Wei WuXian, they will absolutely never fail to tell you about this story (except if you ask any GusuLan cultivators. They will not say a thing. They are forbidden to lie but they are allowed not to answer). They say HanGuang-jun and Wei WuXian have retired to the tallest and deepest mountain where no one can reach them. 

They say, if you’re lucky, you may meet a handsome cultivator wearing black robes with blue cloud pattern and red hair ribbon frolicking around CaiYi Town, always in the company of a taller, equally - if not more - handsome cultivator clad in pristine white and golden eyes; almost always joining by the hips. 

They say, if you’re even more lucky, you can see them with one or two or more junior Lan disciples who have very unique eye colour of grey and gold. They say due to their unique cultivation method, HanGuang-jun and Wei WuXian have twelve children between them. 

Wei WuXian is absolutely very amused with this. He and Lan WangJi never move from their cottage at the foot of the mountain near Cloud Recesses. And the rumoured number of their children is absolutely ridiculous! They only have 8 children between them in the span of twenty five years before they reach immortality! Really, what kind of body do these people think he has?

-END-

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When Physician Cai announces to him that he is pregnant (again. For the third time), Wei WuXian narrows his eyes at his husband, the great Hanguang-jun who has the audacity to look smug.

It has been four years since their second child, Lan Mei was born. Wei WuXian never thought that Lan WangJi would want another child with him. Not that he mind. Child-rearing is proven to be difficult when the child is yours. They struggled a lot with Lan Yun but their family helped them a lot (Wei WuXian found himself exchanging letters with Jiang Cheng way more frequently than he ever hoped to be, which is, well, nice). When Lan Mei came along, they started to get the hang of it and they were even able to travel early. Their children are relatively calm children and Wei WuXian can’t be more glad because, imagine bringing two fussy children on the road! 

Lan Yun is unexpected but he is showered with love, every day and he knows it. The child is just as loveable as Lan SiZhui is and even Lan JingYi dotes on the boy. Lan Mei is also unexpected and Wei WuXian was more than stunned when he was pregnant with her. Lin Chen has stated that it’s almost close to impossible for him to be able to get pregnant again. “I also didn’t say it won’t happen again. The way you cultivate doesn’t change so I think your body has adjusted to it. This is just a theory, though.” Lin Chen emphasized on his letter when Wei WuXian wrote to him, asking him how he could be pregnant again.

Lan WangJi, the horny bastard and apparently has a lot of weird sexual desire when it comes to Wei WuXian, apparently is keeping Lin Chen’s words very carefully in his mind. He never talks about it or about wanting another child at all. They are enjoying their days raising both of their children, learning new things every day. Until six months ago, when they were told the good news about Lan XiChen’s engagement. Not only that, the wedding would be soon (the next month, in fact) because apparently, his bride-to-be is already with his child. Truly, what is with these Twin Jades of Gusu and their tendency to consummate outside of marriage? 

*

“The Twin Jades of Gusu really are remarkable. Always taking responsibility for their actions.” Wei WuXian had commented then, as he brushed his hair before going to bed. Lan WangJi didn’t say anything, only taking the comb from his husband and taking over the task lovingly. “I’m pretty sure if I were a woman, Lan Zhan, right after you stole my virginity in Yunping that day, I would’ve been pregnant right away!”

Lan WangJi had been looking at his husband with amusement in the corner of his golden eyes. “You are able to now.”

“True but it’s only because we did it unconsciously. Ah, Lan Zhan. I think I wouldn’t be able to anymore. I mean, my golden core is stronger and more stable now but it’s been four years since our daughter but I haven’t gotten pregnant again so I think that’s it for us.” He made to sigh dramatically, turning around to throw both arms around Lan WangJi’s shoulders. “You wouldn’t stop loving me even if I can’t give you more Young Master or Young Maiden Lan, would you, Lan Zhan? This Wei Ying is getting old, too.”

“You still can.”

“What?”

“Have another child. Lin Chen has said it is not impossible.”

Wei WuXian looked at his husband incredulously and he knew right away that Lan WangJi was dead serious from the way he was clutching tightly on Wei WuXian’s waist and the determination in his golden eyes. “Lan Zhan, it was just a theory! It has been four years! Four years, Lan Zhan!” 

“It was two years after Yun’er.”

“Wo de ma ya, Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian smacked Lan WangJi’s chest. “Okay. Even if it’s possible, how are we going to achieve it, huh? It’s not like we can control it!”

“Intent.”

“Intent? You mean just by having the intention to have a child while you fuck me? What kind of nonsense is that? I never heard of it!”

“Cultivation is about the intent to better ourselves, to ascend to immortality.”

Wei WuXian’s mouth fell open and he still hadn’t found his words yet when Lan WangJi scooped him up in his arms and brought him to bed, clever and experienced fingers disrobing him completely. “Wait, wait, wait, Lan Zhan! Wait!” Wei WuXian caught Lan WangJi’s wrist. “Do you want this, though? This is not just to prove a point, right? I mean, I would do it just to prove a point but this is a child, Lan Zhan.”

Lan WangJi pressed him down against the mattress. “Always want to if it’s with you.”

“Oh my gods, Er-gege! Where is the warning?!” Wei WuXian smacked Lan WangJi’s chest again and pulled his husband down with him. “I must tell you that I still doubt it, though. Don’t be mad at me if I was right and I’m still not pregnant even after you came so much inside me, okay?”

*

Three months later, just a week after Lan XiChen’s wedding, Wei WuXian found himself vomiting his breakfast into the chamberpot. And here he is now, narrowing his eyes at his husband while Physician Cai is smiling, probably more amused than being amazed at the two. “Congratulations, Young Master WangJi, Young Master Wei.”

“Thank you.” Lan WangJi inclines his head to the Head Physician.

“I hate you, Lan Zhan.” Wei WuXian says minutes later, pouting at his husband while being carried by said husband back to the Jingshi because he feels like being a brat and because he’s pregnant anyway.

Lan WangJi takes a glance at Wei WuXian. “It is as Lin Chen has said.”

“I hate you two!!” Wei WuXian whines even louder. “I totally blame you for this, Lan Zhan! And now, of all time! We’re supposed to go to Lotus Pier next week, aren’t we? How am I supposed to travel while being nauseated all the time, huh? Jiang Cheng will kill me!”

“I will write to Jiang WanYin.” 

Wei WuXian doesn’t stop his whining until they reach the Jingshi. Lan WangJi puts his husband down in the living area and pours tea for him. “Rest. I will relieve Saozi from A-Mei.”

“Oh.” Wei WuXian nods as Lan WangJi walks out again, closing the door behind him. Wei WuXian downs his tea then puts the cup down slowly. Gingerly, he puts his hand over his stomach then starts channeling his spiritual energy. He closes his eyes. Not a minute later, he gasps softly. He can feel it. His child. He really is pregnant. Damn Lan WangJi. Damn Lin Chen too. Well, it’s not like he minds. He chuckles lightly, letting his whole body shake because of it. He lets his spiritual energy surge gently again. The warm throbbing of his dantian and of something else near it. “Hello, there.” Wei WuXian finds himself whispering as his thumb moves to caress his own stomach through layers of robes.

Slowly, he brings himself to lie down on the floor. One hand still over his stomach, Wei WuXian takes his time in taking in the fact that he really is pregnant and getting himself to be familiar with the little one currently growing inside him. Lan WangJi has said that it’s all about the intent. Surely they didn’t intend on having Lan Yun in the first place. Him giving Lan WangJi little Young Master Lan was just something he spouted randomly. Lan Mei is a happy coincidence, Wei WuXian thinks. But then again, there’s no such thing as coincidence, isn’t there? 

He hears the doors being opened, pattering of small feet, doors being closed, then something warm and familiar weight climbing over him. “A-Niang is asleep?” Small hand patting his cheek and Wei WuXian opens his eyes suddenly. The little girl squeaks and Wei WuXian catches her to lightly tickle her. “How could I sleep when my adorable bunny is here, huh?”

Lan Mei squeals and after a disapproving look from Lan WangJi, Wei WuXian stops tickling their daughter and hugs her. “Were you having fun with your boniang?”

“Mn! Boniang played for me too! She’s good like Fuqin!”

“Oh?”

“Saozi plays many musical instruments.” Lan WangJi explains. “She was showing A-Mei the liuqin.”

“It’s good, then! Did you enjoy it, A-Mei?” Wei WuXian slowly comes up to sit properly, transferring his daughter from his chest to his lap.

Lan Mei nods. “It sounds pretty! Boniang is pretty!”

Wei WuXian pretends to pout. “More pretty than me?”

Lan Mei tilts his head to the side, looking up at Wei WuXian. “A-Niang is pretty!” She states with a firm nod. “Fuqin is pretty!” She continues, not wanting to make Lan WangJi feel left out.

Lan WangJi smiles at his daughter. “A-Mei is pretty too.” 

Lan Mei giggles into her hands and Wei WuXian squeezes her. “My bunny is the cutest!”

Lan Yun comes back from his lesson not long after. He has learned how to sit, stand, and walk properly, just like a good GusuLan Sect disciple and is always trying to do so everywhere. But as soon as he opens the door to the Jingshi and sees that his parents and his little sister are already there, he forgets everything and half throws his small body toward Lan WangJi.

“Yun’er.” Lan WangJi chastises gently but seeing the downturn of his son’s mouth, he opens his arms for Lan Yun. “Come.” 

Lan Yun doesn’t wait any second to hug his father and Lan WangJi wraps him with his arms. Wei WuXian reaches out to rub Lan Yun’s small back. “Aaaw, what is it, Yun’er? Did you get scolded?”

Lan Yun shakes his head. “No. I’m upset.”

Wei WuXian’s eyes shine dangerously. “What or who makes you upset, Yun’er? Tell A-Niang and A-Niang will take care of it.”

“Wei Ying. We do not condone violence.” Lan WangJi says but Wei WuXian knows Lan WangJi thinks the same.

Lan Yun shakes his head again. “No. I’m just upset because--” He shrugs his face against Lan WangJi’s broad chest. “Fuqin, why do they say SiZhui-gege won’t be Sect Leader anymore?”

“Lan Zhan, I thought gossip is forbidden.” Wei WuXian says in a beat.

“I will remind them.” Lan WangJi states firmly. He then caresses his son’s head. “Do not be upset.” He tells Lan Yun gently.

“That’s right, Yun’er.” Wei WuXian does the same. “Your SiZhui-gege is awesome. He will still be your beloved SiZhui-gege and play with you every day.”

“But--”

“Did you meet SiZhui-gege today?” Lan WangJi asks.

“Mn.” Lan Yun wipes his wet eyes with his small fist.

“Did he look sad or upset?” Wei WuXian takes his turn.

Lan Yun shakes his head. “No. He and JingYi-gege taught the class and gave us sweet buns.”

“Ah.” Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi exchange glances, understanding that maybe it’s not any random disciple who has said something but more like Lan JingYi making comments to his best friend in front of the junior novices. Lan SiZhui has been named Sect Heir several years ago by convention of the Leader and Elders of GusuLan Sect. But now Lan XiChen is married and expecting a first born. Naturally, the title will go to Lan XiChen’s son. It’s not a problem for Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian. Lan SiZhui is named Sect Heir due to his own merit and they know Lan SiZhui won’t hold any grudge even if he’s stripped from that title to return it to its rightful owner. Lan Yun hasn’t understood that yet. Their little son admires Lan SiZhui so much and has been telling everyone proudly that his gege is the Sect Heir. Lan QiRen tries to make him stop, grumbling that if Lan Yun admires Lan SiZhui so much, why is he taking after Lan JingYi? After a bit of scolding from Lan WangJi, Lan Yun finally stops but he still beams whenever he hears people talking about Lan SiZhui.

Lan WangJi nods at his husband. Wei WuXian immediately pities Lan JingYi.

“Here, Yun’er. Don’t be sad anymore. Don’t you want to be a good gege like your SiZhui-gege? Then what about I tell you that you will have another sibling, hmm?” Wei WuXian coos at his son.

Lan Yun blinks. He looks at Wei WuXian, then at Lan WangJi, who nods, then at Wei WuXian again. “Sibling?”

“Yes! A xiao didi or a xiao meimei, we don’t know yet but you will have it!”

Lan Yun slides down from Lan WangJi’s lap to move to Wei WuXian, his small hands clutching Wei WuXian’s sleeve. He’s looking at Wei WuXian intently. He really looks like a mini version of Lan WangJi when he’s like this. Wei WuXian almost jumps and squeezes him but he holds himself back. “A-Niang, is it just like back then? With A-Mei? Are they still in your belly?”

Wei WuXian can’t help it anymore. “Yun’er is the smartest!” He pulls Lan Yun into a one arm hug because he still has Lan Mei in his lap. “Yes. It’s still very, very, very, very, very tiny now.” He uses a tiny gap between his forefinger and thumb to show his children how small the baby inside him is. 

Lan Mei frowns. “But Boniang said hers is this big!” She points to an apple on the table in front of them.

“It will get that big. Then bigger and bigger and bigger and then they will get born and they will be even bigger then they will be as big as you, little bunny!” Wei WuXian nuzzles his nose against Lan Mei’s.

“And will be as big as me!” Lan Yun exclaims.

“That’s right.” Wei WuXian nods proudly. He has the brightest children in the world.

“And if they don’t get big, we can plant them on the ground and water them!” Lan Yun continues excitedly.

“Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi comments flatly.

Wei WuXian pouts. “Lan Zhan, I won’t take any criticism from someone who piled a child with rabbits!”

“Do not plant your sister or brother.” Lan WangJi says to his children instead, deciding to ignore his husband. The tips of his ears are pink.

“Yes, Fuqin!” 

“But it’s okay to pile rabbits on them.” Wei WuXian winks.

“....Wait until they are a bit older.” Lan WangJi says again.

“Yes, Fuqin!”

Wei WuXian laughs. He then shifts to lean back as both of his children want to touch his still very flat belly. Lan Yun seems like he knows where to touch while Lan Mei only follows his example, looking awed and confused. Wei WuXian kisses both on top of their heads. He then looks up and finds Lan WangJi is looking at them with utter affection in his eyes. Wei WuXian melts at that and reaches out his hand to his husband. Lan WangJi moves closer, sitting behind Wei WuXian and lets Wei WuXian guide his hand to join their children’s little hands over Wei WuXian’s belly.

Their children make an awed sound when Lan WangJi uses his spiritual energy to feel his child inside Wei WuXian. Wei WuXian leans back against his husband and sighs. “Lan Zhan.” He nuzzles against Lan WangJi’s jaw.

“I hate to admit that you may be right but I really don’t mind if you want more children with me.” He says sincerely.

“Always want to. If it’s with you.” Lan WangJi repeats the words he said a couple months earlier. “If you want to.”

Wei WuXian squeals. “I love you, Lan Zhan!”

“Wei Ying. I love you.”

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