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"Wuxian, why are you acting like this? Did Lan Wangji scold you again!?" Jiang Cheng says when he entered Jingshi and saw that his brother was there alone. Well you see, Wei (Lan) Wuxian had suddenly started to follow rules, acted less like a child, and had even started to quiet down. For a normal person it's alright, but this is Wei Wuxian we're talking about.
"Ahh... I just want to be the perfect husband for Lan Zhan, having a terrible spouse that wouldn't follow even a single rule would look bad on his part.." Wei Ying said with a smole, not as big and bright as his usual one though.
Jiang Cheng felt weird in his chest, what's this feeling? Oh right, it's anger. Anger towards Lan Wangji, and empathy for his brother. He too tried to be a perfect husband for Lan Xichen, but Lan Xichen said he didn't have to try so hard when he saw the Jiang Wanyin he knew was soon going to be lost. It seems... the old Wei Wuxian has already been lost in people's memories.
Outside the closed door of Jingshi, Lan Wangji was intently listening. Eavesdropping is forbidden but he really can't help it when he hears something is so wrong with his beloved husband that Jiang Wanyin thought he scolded him. When he heard the true reason, his heart broke.
'Did I really push Wei Ying so far? Did I want him to be perfect? But I miss my Wei Ying that acted like a child... that didn't follow any rules...' Lan Wangji says to himself, it gets interrupted when he heard his brother's husband yell out the name of Wei Ying.
"WUXIAN!" The man yelled.
Immediately, Lan Wangji entered the room. He saw a bright white light that seemed to be the thing that took Lan Wuxian, Lan Wangji ran right after him, the bright white light engulfing him and soon disappearing.
He went through a warpy purple tube-like portal, The end was also a very bright white light, where he saw the blue hem of a sleeve disappear into.
He was dropped onto a wooden floor and multiple swords pointed at him, though they didn't seem to be pointed at him, but at another person. All he could think of at the moment was his husband and where he had gone.
"Wei Ying!" He yelled, he pushed himself up by propping his arm on his knee and pushing up, he looked around and saw the person he was looking for infront of him.
"Lan Zhan..? How did.." The man mentally scratched his chin. Not for Long when he heard the sound of swords going back in their sheaths and a pair of strong arms wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer.
"Lan Zhan? Is A-Yuan here?"
"Who's A-Yuan? And why am I dressed as a Lan!?" A certain 16 year old boy asked, well more like demanded.