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Ying Oyang for Vogue China (2023) Photo: Zhong Lin Dress: Vivienne Westwood

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Ying Oyang by Matthew Tammaro for Altered States Magazine

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Ying Oyang in Vivienne Westwood for Vogue China photographed by Zhong Lin

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Ying Oyang for Vogue China (2023)

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Wei Wuxian holds his hands maybe two inches apart. "Only like this big. And he has big dark eyes and he just goes 'love me.' and I do." Wei Wuxian cries, clutching Lan Sizhui more firmly to his chest. The poor boy is being smothered, drowned in cloth as Wei Wuxian rubs his cheek against the top of his head.

Wei Wuxian has been in and out of consciousness half the night and crying for the other half- his fake, overdramatic, 'Lan Zhan will give me what I want if I cry" cry. So far Lan Wangji had still not given Wei Wuxian what he wanted, but at least Lan Sizhui was here to make things a tad bit better. Wei Wuxian’s fever was down and the doctor had long since left but his medication still had him out of it.

Lan Wangji tires again, this time returning with a very sleepy and very honored Lan Jingyi who has, until then, never dreamed of setting foot into the Jingshi.

He balks at the sight of Wei Wuxian,  his mess of cloth and tight arms around Lan Sizhui. "The hell's wrong with him." He asks, hands on hips as though he owns the place. And then because Lan Wangji is standing there he begins again. "Er... I mean. What's the matter…?"

Wei Ying gives Lan Jingyi a distasteful glance over. "Lan Zhaaaan. No!" But he's already pulling poor Lan Jingyi down into his hold with Lan Sizhui. "Not this baby. My other baby. I told you the tiny one! The littlest one!" He's crying halfheartedly in that way he does when he wants Lan Wangji to do something ridiculous.

Poor, whipped husband that he is, Lan Wangji can only keep trying. "Wei Ying can you tell me who it is that you want?" Lan Wangji's tone remains gentle, his body language betraying nothing even as he internally frets.

Wei Wuxian is busy forcing Lan Jingyi still in his hold. "I want-" He hiccups. 

He looks down at Lan Jingyi who has given up squirming and now lies still. "Lan Zhan I just saw these two. I haven't seen the baby in so long. Can't you go and get him? Don't you love me?"

Lan Wangji loves his husband more than anything. And so Lan Wangji gets up and goes to round up several juniors from their sleep. 

Oyang Zizhen, the tiny little Lan boy who Lan Wangji knows to struggle with his spell work, are the only ones Wei Ying reacts to at all. "Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian started again. Preening as he reaches for Lan Sizhui again, the teen having slipped from his hold at some point.  

Lan Wangji is about to head for the door again, because surely this means he will be going to Lan Ling in the dead of night to kidnap Sect Leader Jin for his husband but - there is a gentle knock at the door. 

"Who is it?" Lan Jingyi calls. Like he owns the place.

Wei Wuxian grumbles fiercely tucking Lan Sizhui under his chin like the person at the door is there to steal him away. 

"I-it is Wen Ning."

"Oh come in!" Lan Jingyi calls cheerfully. 

Before Wen Ning can even fully enter the room Wei Wuxian is up on his feet, barreling towards the door, tackling him to the ground. “Guys! My baby is here!”

It's a long night.

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