Time travel AU where post canon Lan Qiren travels back in time to when Wei Wuxian is 4 and has just lost his parents. Lan Qiren may hate the man (now boy), but he still follows the rules strictly and will not kill. Instead, Lan Qiren finds a 4 year old Wei Wuxian cowering in an alley hiding from dogs. He protects the boy because the rules tell him that it is his duty to do so.
There is a spiteful part of him that wants to send this boy far away. However, he reconsiders when he thinks of how the Wei Wuxian in his previous life created Demonic Cultivation when left unattended. The best way to keep the boy in line, Lan Qiren figures, is to raise him himself as a ward. Keep your friends close but your enemies closer, they say.
So that is exactly what Lan Qiren does.
Wei Wuxian is brought back to the Cloud Recesses and raised as a ward alongside Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji. Lan Qiren would prefer otherwise, but he doesn't trust anyone else but himself to control Wei Wuxian.
As time goes by, Wei Wuxian proves to be the same and different to the one that Lan Qiren knew previously. He's energetic and mischievous, carefree, with a love for teasing others. Every bit as genius and inventive as Lan Qiren knew of the boy in his previous life. However, there was a strong sense of justice that he didn't notice the last time (or refused to see, but it would take years for him to admit to himself).
And Wei Wuxian thrives in a way that Lan Qiren didn't expect. He knew that Wei Wuxian was powerful and intelligent, yet he did not realize just how so. As much as the boy loved to tease and joke around, he could also be found in the Library Pavilion studying whatever random topic caught his interest. Talking everyone's ears off on what he learned or ways that certain things can be improved upon.
It infuriates Lan Qiren to no end because many times, Wei Wuxian is right. Many times, Wei Wuxian just needs guidance to find the right direction or a different perspective. Since Lan Qiren was raising him alongside his own nephews, the people that Wei Wuxian goes to the most are them: Lan Qiren, Lan Xichen, and Lan Wangji. The latter two always happy and excited to discuss the myriad topics, while the former confused as to the feelings he's having for the boy.
Lan Qiren's sister-in-law passes, and Wei Wuxian kneels next to Lan Wangji in the snow for hours silently in comfort. It's the first indication that the boy is secretly kind and compassionate (not so much if had he paid attention the last time and rid himself of clouded judgments). It's the event that causes the two boys to be inseparable. Of course Lan Qiren is worried but, he tells himself that he will not let them marry. He will not let Wei Wuxian turn into that evil man he ended up being.
Years keep going by, and Lan Qiren finds himself slowly warming up to Wei Wuxian. He's there for many important firsts (losing his teeth, golden core formation, getting his sword, etc). He will never admit that his heart squeezed when the boy accidentally calls him A-die without thinking because he's so excited about something he's learned.
Jiang Fengmian comes to the Cloud Recesses when he finds out that Weo Wuxian is there. Desperately, he tried to convince Lan Qiren to let the boy become a part of Yunmeng Jiang. But Lan Qiren is adamant in his refusal. The boy was raised there the last time and look at how he ended up! He doesn't know that this fundamentally changed Wei Wuxian's destiny. From a tragic hero given a second chance to a free boy allowed to be happy.
The Jiang sect leader mentions during this visit that Wei Wuxian owes Lan Qiren a life debt. It's something that hadn't crossed Lan Qiren's mind. Not really. He had been raising the boy selfishly to change a horrible future. Sure. However, it was against the rules and his own morals to demand a child pay reparations to be allowed to live. He has felt the same way when Lan Sizhui, his good perfect Lan Sizhui, had been adopted into the family. To Lan Qiren, it was unfathomable to demand payment from a child in such ways.
And anyway, Wei Wuxian's genius was already making itself known. If the boy invented even half of what he came up with in his previous life (Lan Qiren crossed his fingers for no Demonic Cultivation), then the Lan Sect would be paid in full from the proceeds.
Still, years continued to creep by, and Lan Qiren began to feel pride in Wei Wuxian. He followed the rules decently well, received his punishment with little protest, and had an insatiable thirst for knowledge. The boy could be seen at any given moment debating an array of topics with seniors, elders, and peers.
When Wei Wuxian started going on night hunts with Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, the three became known as the Three Jades of Lan. Pride bloomed even more in Lan Qiren's heart. He had successfully turned Wei Wuxian into a good and polished man. What he didn't realize was that he gave structure to a boy who needed it and didn't make him feel guilty for existing.
The Wens came and tried to burn the Cloud Recesses down but didn't succeed. Between Lan Qiren, Wei Wuxian, Lan Xichen, and Lan Wangji, the wards were strengthened, and the books copied and protected. The Sunshot campaign took longer to fight because Wei Wuxian had learned long ago of the dangers to the mind and body that it caused. He had also learned that he shouldn't rip himself apart to help others. Lan Qiren had implored the boy to never try and had used the boy's love and adoration for Lan Xichen and especially Lan Wangji to convince him.
After the Sunshot campaign, Wei Wuxian comes to Lan Qiren about the innocent Wens cultivator and noncultivator alike. By this point, Lan Qiren can agree that innocent people should not die because of selfish greed and blind prejudice. There are years of trials completed by a multisect jury. The Wen sect survives but becomes a minor sect by the time the trials and reparations are completed. Under Wen Qionglin, they focus on medicine and archery.
Wen Qionglin swears brotherhood with Wei Wuxian. It doesn't surprise Lan Qiren in the least bit. Had it been a lifetime ago, it would've infuriated him yet with all these years and direct dealings with Wen Qionglin, he respects the boy. Admires the gentleness that hides a fierce strength and sense of justice. Especially admires Wen Qing, who Lan Xichen ends up falling for and marrying. Again, had it been a lifetime ago, he would've lost his mind. Now, Lan Qiren can see Wen Qing for her genius, her directness, strictness, and her advancements in medicine.
After Lan Xichen and Wen Qing marry, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian approach Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen to ask about marriage. There is no denying them at this point because he knows that the Wei Wuxian of his previous life is nothing like this current Wei Wuxian (he is but Lan Qiren has no one to admit it to). And anyway, he knows the two will simply elope if denied.
It's several years later, when Lan Qiren finally sits Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, and Lan Xichen down and tells them a story from a lifetime ago in a forgotten timeliness that may exist somewhere out there if you believe in multiple universes (not surprisingly Wei Wuxian does). They patiently listen as Lan Qiren details everything. There is silence for a long, unbearable moment when he's finished speaking.
Eventually, it's broken by a hug from Wei Wuxian, "Thank you, A-die, for giving me another chance in this life."
"I should be the one thanking you, A-Ying," Lan Qiren says softly, himself grateful for his second life.
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Wei Ying, an immortal widely known in the cultivation world, comes to visit the Cloud recesses during the Study Conference when Lan WangJi is assisting as a teenager.
He takes no mind to day or night, time is a mere social construct for the immortal! so he gets in the Cloud recesses during night, and is stopped from doing so by the young Lan WangJi.
Wei Ying looks at the young man and smirks, because, how come he's the immortal one but this one adorable disciple looks like the immortal one instead?
Lan WangJi doesn't even let the intruder speak, and tells the other man who he thinks must be around his age, all the rules he's broken. Wei Ying just let's him take him to the Hanshi, where Lan XiChen and Lan Qiren are occupied with a private lesson.
And what a surprise for the younger ones of the Lan present in the room when WangJi cannot even finish his sentence of how many rules this unruly disciple has broken, before his uncle is standing up and bowing to the man at his side.
XiChen looks at his uncle with an open mouth, and he and his brother share a look of confusion. What is going on?!
"Immortal one, this Lan Qiren is honored to be on your presence," Uncle says. Xichen swallows dry. WangJi looks to the man at his side and goes:
"Shufu, he broke the rules of our Sect. He should still be punished for the offense."
Wei Ying hollers a laugh that bends him in half. He likes this one! He's the best he's ever seen! Daring to ask for punishment to an immortal, right after seeing a display of respect and obedience from his own elders. It lights something inside his chest.
Lan Qiren sighs because technically, WangJi is right. But how could he, a mere cultivator, dare and punish the man? And the Lan Sect... wouldn't that bring a thousand of troubles to his doorstep? So he glares at his nephew and bows again to the immortal in the room, "Immortal one, this one begs your pardon for his nephew's sake. He is still young-"
Wei Ying interrupts him, waving a hand and signaling him to stop the bow. He still has tears in his eyes from the laughter. "No need, Lan Qiren. I find him quite interesting. Besides, he's got a point. I did break in. Besides the age of this old one, there's nothing preventing the Lan Sect from providing a proper punishment. Just don't break me any bones! I'm old already!" He says, hands on his hips and elbowing Lan WangJi in the process.
Now, WangJi knows. He knows now that this man is immortal, all-powerful and mighty. Besides being older than him. So WangJi knows he should stand the man's displays silently and still. But he really can't stand to be touched by anyone, so he steps to the side without even sparing the man a glance.
Wei Ying laughs again.
The immortal man has an annoying laugh, WangJi thinks.
*
"WangJi-di," he hears from afar, and tries to hurry his step without running. This is in vain, because the man still breaks the rules and does run to him.
His uncle can't understand either, why the immortal that has come to the Cloud recesses has gotten a fixation on him. For the past weeks, the man, Wei Ying, has been following him around and about without a rest. Whenever he sees something he wants to share, or whenever he needs to ask for something, he doesn't go to his Uncle, and instead finds WangJi. If it's a book he wants to find in the library, or a good spot for painting or meditating... maybe is Lan WangJi's fault a bit. Because he proficiently provided the guest with what he asked, but still. Shouldn't an immortal one share table and hold discussions with older ones instead of a mere teenage boy? WangJi doesn't understand.
He also doesn't understand when the laugh of the man has become a sound he somehow likes to hear, when he disliked it so much at first. Now he feels jittery when he hears it. Wich is a lot.
They've been spending quite the time in the other's company, too. Since the Lan Sect wouldn't dare to whip the immortal, instead they've assigned him the punishment they've been giving to the visiting disciples when they break minor rules; copying conduct a hundred times. So they would spend most of their day at the library after the classes end. Then, his uncle would invite the immortal to eat dinner with them, and WangJi is the one who has to accompany him to his assigned rooms. Certainly, during the lessons is the only time he's not in company of Wei Ying.
One day, he's sitting inside the library, somehow alone. Wei Ying is nowhere to be seen, but his uncle would scold him if he dared to go and find the man to bring him to punishment again, so he's alone, reading poetry and taking notes of it for fun, when he hears his name being called again.
"Lan Zhan!"
WangJi looks towards the voice, finding Wei Ying proped up on the window frame. He's halfway opening his mouth to chastise him from doing so and telling him to use the doors when Wei Ying stretches his hand forward, offering him... bunnies.
WangJi is on his feet fast. He reaches for the bunnies and holds them carefully, mouth shut and eyes soft. He can't help it. The bunnies are pushing his palm with their cold noses and they are just so...
"Cute," he hears from the man in front of him, still hanging from the window frame. He doesn't look, he doesn't want to look. He feels his ears growing hot.
Wei Ying looks at the young man and just... yeah. Affirms his word. Lan WangJi is cute. The bunnies too, but the boy particularly is the most cute, with the tips of his ears red, and the way his fingers caresses the rabbits with the utmost care and adoration.
Then, "pets aren't allowed in the Cloud recesses," and it sounds so shy in comparison to the confidence with which he states all the other rules. That Wei Ying has to do something, say something, to make it better for Lan Zhan. He can't have him sad!
"Well, they were already here. I just wanted to show them to you!" He says, and tempted, he reaches and pets the bunnies too. They do look soft.
WangJi doesn't take his hand away from the rabbits when Wei Ying's comes in his sight. Their hands rub for a moment and WangJi remains still regardless of how much fire it lights in him. He endures. The bunnies look comfortable.
Wei Ying eyes the younger man, and smiles.
He can wait. He can always wait and see what happens next. But he can't deny that Lan Zhan has become someone important to him like no one has in decades, so he will treasure the man.
*
WangJi is panicking.
He knows Wei Ying is an immortal. That he's centuries old. But the man doesn't make his confused mind any favors when he acts the way he does, carefree and young, so full of freedom and smiles. He knows for a fact that not all the known immortals were stoic and calm, like Baoshan Sanren is known to be. But Wei Ying could might as well be on the same age group that WangJi and no one would bat an eye to his presence there.
And he would actually look more the part there than as an immortal. So WangJi is... is lost. He doesn't want to admit why he feels so much around the man, but he does and that he can't lie. Xichen has been looking at him with an increasing worry in his eyes and forehead and he can only keep it in so long before the traitor goes and tells their Uncle. And Uncle, Immortal or not, will kick Wei Ying out of the Cloud recesses if he thinks he's corrupting his nephew. So Lan WangJi is just there. Not knowing what to do. Sulking as he caresses the bunnies Wei Ying gave him.
"WangJi."
Speaking of...
"Brother," he answers, getting to his feet to greet his older brother properly.
XiChen smiles at him and pets the rabbit a bit too, "they are really adorable. Does Uncle know? You know that pets are not-"
"Not pets, brother. They were here. I am just caring for them from time to time." He interrupts, and has to close his mouth so fast that his teeth clatter. Xichen looks at him surprised but still laughs a bit.
Pets in Cloud recesses are just as forbidden as unnecessary laughter, so they're even.
"I see," his brother says, "friends, then."
And WangJi agrees, "mh."
Silence settles around them for a moment they give to admire the bunnies. There are just a couple of them, but something in XiChen eyes makes him think that that will not be the case for too long.
Then, XiChen speaks again, "WangJi..." tentatively.
He looks up, afraid of what he'll find in his brother's eyes.
"About the Immortal Wei, you... you're close with him. Is he a friend too?"
WangJi wishes for a moment that they were more, and he stunts himself with the idea, before pushing it aside to answer his brother's questions, "He is. A friend."
XiChen knows his brother too well, because he doesn't let the little shadow go unnoticed, "Do you consider him to be just a friend?"
WangJi doesn't lie, so he doesn't answer. His brother sighs heavily.
"WangJi, do you want him to be more? He's an immortal! This doesn't add up to me. He's- I don't trust his character. He's not acting like other immortals and it makes me wonder why he came to the Cloud Recesses for. I worry for you, didi..." he says, exasperated.
"Brother," he says almost shy. He's about to confirm his brother's suspicions because as soon as he opens his mouth, he's defending Wei Ying, "Wei Ying is good. He is carefree but he is not vane. Uncle wouldn't let him spend time with me if he suspected his character or his intentions... and I know him better. He would not do anything unrighteous or plot. He's not like that, brother."
XiChen looks at him and it takes a while, but a sad smile makes way in his face, "So you do want him to be more..."
WangJi looks down to the bunnies in his hands, "I don't dare to," he confesses.
Time goes swiftly from then on. The Conference ends, the other Sects' disciples depart from the Cloud recesses, and Wei Ying also does. But there's a difference, because WangJi has given him a gift; an entrance token he can use to come and go from the Cloud recesses as he pleases, as long as he doesn't come after the curtfew. WangJi made sure to remind his friend of that. Wei Ying smiled at him for it.
Then one day, letters arrive. Wei Ying sends them, along with more gifts for him, for uncle and even a couple of them for his brother.
Uncle does seem pleased with most of the gifts he receives; books from afar, music scores and even an incense burner made of a meteorite. His uncle is very pleased, WangJi counts it as a win.
Brother receives a Xiao, also made from the meteorite. His brother is impressed with it and the way the metal changes colors under the light; a rainbow travels the instrument in a lovely way. It is a precious gift. And he also gets some good tea from afar.
WangJi receives the most. He gets drawings made by Wei Ying's hand, picturing amazing places he wishes to see someday too. He gets musical scores to try on his guqin, and even a robe with a special cut that Wei Ying got for him in a far land. He receives loquats one time too. And he is happy. He likes this as much as he longs for it.
He longs to be standing by Wei Ying's side and see all the beautiful places he's seen only on drawings, and to listen to the different music from the different cultures around. He wants to nighthunt with Wei Ying, help the people that is in need. He reads the letters and pictures himself besides his friend, his soulmate, so much that it hurts from time to time.
He grows older, Wei Ying stays the same.
The next time Wei Ying graces the Cloud recesses with a visit, it is not unannounced. This time, he sent a letter to let them know, and comes by the door with his own token. WangJi counts that as another win. And he has to keep adding wins to his score when Wei Ying smiles at him again, wide and happy.
He can't even complain of being hugged in front of the whole group of disciples that came to welcome the immortal being in their lands. Instead, he closes his eyes tight and hugs back. His Wei Ying.
Uncle is not oblivious to his nephew's heart. He just hasn't said anything because he has seen the Immortal's heart too. In the way they grew longing whenever his nephew wasn't seeing, in how he held his hands behind his back whenever WangJi was around; as if containing himself from reaching for a hand or a strand of hair. He's seen Wei Ying gifting his nephew with practical things and other not so much, like the bunnies that are now a part of the Cloud Recesses. But over all, Lan Qiren has seen his own nephew smiling at the letters and the smugness in him when he liked his own gifts. He's seen the both of them being happy with how things were, and it pleased him greatly because this is what he wished for his little A-Zhan. A partner that would have in mind his nephew's necessities and times to do and think and act. Wei Ying lacks patience for many things, but not for Lan WangJi.
So when they hugged so much and long in front of the gates, he just sighed and waited to bow to the immortal, regardless of how disrespectful the gesture is from the man; he went right to WangJi and hugged him promptly! He ignored all the entourage of people that are standing there. But he doesn't blame him. It's been five years since they've seen each other. And he also knows that despite how many letters WangJi received, due to how much Wei Ying moved around, he didn't get to receive any himself. So he indulges the pair.
*
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! You liked your gifts?" He asks as they walk towards the Jingshi. He knows the way, but he still walks besides WangJi.
"Mh, Wei Ying chose good gifts. I appreciated them," WangJi answers.
There's something in the air... that none of them can put their finger on, but it makes them nervous. As if the forest and the houses and even the birds around them were waiting for something to happen. Anticipation that grows louder with each step, that tries to hurry them to something. But they take their time, their steps remain unhurried if a bit more stumbler than usual.
"I'm glad, I wondered... but I'm happy you liked them, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying smiles at him and now he almost stumbles for real.
With that pace, when they get to the Jingshi, there's a servant already waiting for their arrival with tea and snacks for the evening. Wei Ying takes the tray and thanks the servant for the attention as WangJi opens the door to his home.
Inside, Wei Ying is frozen. There are some of his drawings and paintings hanged on the walls, many of his gifts are on display and it makes him want to cry a bit for how precious Lan WangJi is, and how lucky he is to be appreciated by the man. Because he's a lot more a man now than he was when they met.
WangJi has a bigger frame now, even grew a bit taller than Wei Ying for an inch. He realized when he hugged him at the gates, how time passed by for his Lan Zhan regardless of how he's still the same. But that's alright.
Lan Zhan still has the same soft look on his eyes, the same little smile and the same smirk, and he's still as beautiful as he was the day they met on the walls of the Cloud Recesses. But now he seems different too. So he observes the man in front of him and enjoys his presence after so long.
WangJi serves them the tea, and listens to everything Wei Ying is saying with care. A care that doesn't come from him being an immortal but from him just being Wei Ying. They spend the day like that, until dinner, which they are to spend with the Lan main family.
Lan Qiren gives the pair a knowing look, and Lan XiChen seems almost resigned, but they do listen to him and ask him about his travels.
There, he offers the Lan another gift; talismans and things that he came up with and thought useful for the Sect. It wouldn't do for other Sects, for these are to be activated with music. One of them, when used, gives the illusion of flying butterflies around the space, and it makes a really good company for when the Lan were playing their instruments. Other of the talismans works wonders for finding a specific book one cannot remember the title or look, but a single line of it. And the other one is for helping with excessive noises. It zones out the loud, and makes everything easy to the ear. It is dumb, somehow, but useful if put in a very specific case. Wich is, in the end, useful.
Lan Qiren thanks him for the gifts and sends them on their way after the meal, and once again, WangJi is the one in charge of accompanying Wei Ying to his rooms.
Lan WangJi felt like he had a timer set on his very stomach, nerves on edge and hands unsteady. He gave Wei Ying a long stare, as the other walked ahead just for a step.
He is happy, content. But oh, how he wishes.
And then before he knows it his fingers are closing around Wei Ying's wrist, stopping the man in the middle of the path, threes tall and giving a sense of solitude.
The immortal turns towards the younger man, eyebrows shoot up in a silent question. Which is for the best because he probably wouldn't have been able to speak; Lan Zhan's beauty is heavenly, the moon already at his back just like the first time he met him, but there's anticipation on his golden eyes, and Wei Ying, who cannot even talk, clearly can't either move.
WangJi looks at his friend's eyes, then he steps closer, audacious once he's over the fear of Wei Ying pushing him away. After all, Wei Ying doesn't mind the touches, the closeness. And WangJi wants that.
Wei Ying gulps saliva, but tries to steady his heart beat with a deep breath. WangJi is closer now.
The younger man envelops his arms around Wei Ying's neck and holds him close, "I missed you," goes unsaid but it is obvious for both of them.
Wei Ying's knees almost buckle under him, and he holds WangJi a bit harder just for the sake of stay standing. But once he's stable, he too, hugs closer, pressing all of his upper body against Lan zhan's.
They stay there for a while, not enough time for either of them. Then is Wei Ying the one pulling apart for a moment because he really misses seeing WangJi's handsome face, but once again, the golden eyes steals his breath away.
And now their faces are just centimeters apart, every little thing they can see on the other's face is kept on their brains and memories, is treasured.
"Lan Zhan-"
"Wei Ying-"
They spoke at the same time, and Wei Ying cannot help but chuckle a bit. Encouraged, he presses his arms around the other a bit harder, and tilts his head to the side, shamelessly.
"Tell me, Lan Zhan?" But WangJi, despite breathing weirdly, gives no other reaction.
"Wei Ying," his voice is... deeper. Darker even. And Wei Ying notices thanks to his perfect pitch, chills running down his back.
"Lan Zhan?" He asks in a whisper now, all the strenght he has left on his body. Then WangJi's eyes fall on his lips and he definitely stumbles a bit.
Due to this misstep, WangJi also makes a step back and before they both know it, they're supporting their weird hug against one of the trunk of the threes, having stumbled into it.
WangJi's back is pressed on the three, and to prevent his hands from being squashed, Wei Ying is holding onto the sides of his waist, fingers grabbing the silk of his robes.
Wei Ying looks almost savage, still held close by WangJi's own arms too. He himself cannot be in a much better state either, much less when this scene has been on many, many of his dreams and fantasies he's had for years. He's seen himself on the mirror one too many times, he knows exactly what expressions he must bear on his face right now.
But Wei Ying... He has his gray eyes wide open, sparkling in the moon just like the first time they meet, his mouth agape and a beautiful strand of hair falling over his face. He is the closest thing WangJi knows to a God. He is not sure if WuXian hasn't simply descended from the Heavens instead of worked his golden core until he became an immortal. Wei WuXian is just way too handsome for having been born into the same world as everyone else. He doesn't know that Wei WuXian can't believe that WangJi is mortal. Surely, such a perfect being is nothing else but a God! Gold eyes, full lips and carrying the greatness of the world onto his board shoulders, someone who is righteous, who cares... WuXian simply can't stop falling in love with this man. He can't stop himself from looking at him more. From trying and find every single detail and all the things Lan Zhan is and loves too.
As it is, they just stare at the other for a moment too long, breathing deeply and loudly, bodies reacting to the situation as if they were running laps around the compound.
"Lan Zhan..." Wei Ying calls, bitting his lips afterwards, "I really can't if you're like this. Do you know how hard you're making it for me?"
And WangJi, the brat, has the audacity of smiling all smug and pulls him closer.
"Mh, Wei Ying is to blame. Too pretty."
Wei Ying groans and hides his face on the other's shoulder. "Cruel, bad... you're bad on my heart, Lan Zhan."
WangJi snorts, but answers softly, "So is Wei Ying."
The immortal looks up and starts to tilt his head a bit, and if he thought that WangJi would quietly and patiently meet him in the middle, he's wrong.
Lan WangJi grabs his face with one of his big hands and presses their lips together at once.
"Mh-mh!" Wei WuXian let's out a little gasp of surprise, but soon he's way too melted into Lan WangJi's lips to do much else but kissing back.
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Qingheng-jun is a good brother to Lan Qiren
When Lan Qiren was younger, he didn’t think much of it – of course his brother was good to him. Wasn’t that what big brothers were for?
His brother was always there for him. No matter their age difference, no matter how many duties he had, no matter how busy he was, he always had time for Lan Qiren and whatever nonsense he was busy with, always. That, too, seemed natural: their father had already died by then, a tragic accident, and Lan Qiren barely remembered him, but he didn’t really need to – his brother was always there.
It was only later, much later, that it occurred to him that it was a little strange, actually.
His brother was always there.
Wasn’t he sect leader? Didn’t he need to focus on sect matters?
“Nothing is as important as you, didi,” his brother said with a smile. “Family first!”
Lan Qiren accepted it. He was a teenager at the time and selfish with it, so it didn’t seem that odd. Just as it didn’t seem odd when his brother stayed that way, always attentive, even after he got married to a nice young girl, a rogue cultivator who liked to stay indoors and not be disturbed but who always smiled when she saw him – after all, his brother explained with a smile, she might be family, but she wasn’t family the way Lan Qiren was.
It wasn’t until later, when Lan Qiren was practically an adult, that young Madame Jiang found a way to see him in private.
“You have to stop him,” she said, and Lan Qiren stared at her blankly, not understanding. “What he’s doing – surely you know? About the upcoming war, I mean?”
Lan Qiren did not know.
He had always been at home, safe, under his brother’s supervision, cultivating in peace without thought of the outside world – he’d never needed the outside world, and his brother always spoke of it as a place of burdens and sadness, a place he wouldn’t like very much, a place he didn’t and shouldn’t want to go.
He didn’t know about any war.
“Your brother is mad,” Yu Ziyuan said, her eyes flickering from side to side in her anxiety at getting caught. “He built up the Lan sect forces long ago and has been either subtly or not subtly forcing other sects into your banner – and now he’s coming after sects that belong to others, a road that will inevitably lead to war. Nothing anyone does or says can stop him.”
“I don’t know anything about that,” Lan Qiren said, astonished.
“Of course you don’t! You’re his precious treasure, his shining jewel to keep safe from the rest of the world – anyone who tries to talk to you about the outside world dies.” Lan Qiren’s eyes widened even further. “He’s always here, just to keep an eye on you, or else he find other people to watch you. You don’t know what I had to go through to get here, to find an opportunity to plead our case…you really don’t know? He personally assassinated Wen Ruohan, stabbing him in the back and crippling him, and said it was for you. They say he’s forced that wife of his to marry him on threat of death in order to give him the children he needs just so that you can have nephews to spoil and cherish, that he’s locked her up in some room somewhere and told her that he’ll crippled her friends if she so much as frowns at you. They say he even murdered your mutual father for being neglectful of you!”
What? Wen Ruohan – He Kexin – their…father?
“You can’t think that’s normal, can you? He’s a monster…he helped arrange my marriage with Jiang Fengmian, which I’m grateful for, genuinely. That’s the only reason he let me even stay in the Cloud Recesses, he doesn’t think that I’ll do anything or say anything – but he has to be stopped. At this rate, there won’t be any cultivation world, just the Lan sect!”
Lan Qiren didn’t understand.
Still less did he understand when his brother showed up, having rushed home upon hearing that Lan Qiren was upset – it was something he always did, prioritizing Lan Qiren over everything else, and Lan Qiren hadn’t realized that that was unusual. Just as it was unusual that Lan Qiren need only to express a mild desire in something to get it. Just as it was unusual that they still slept in the same courtyard, with the window to Lan Qiren’s bedroom clearly visible from his brother’s office, letting him watch over him at all times…
“She told you, didn’t she?” his brother said abruptly, turning suddenly fierce in the middle of their peaceful conversation while Lan Qiren had been trying to figure out what to do next. “That bitch…well, at least we don’t need her much longer.”
A chill went up Lan Qiren’s spine. “We – don’t?”
His brother smiled. It was just the same smile as he always had, ever since they were very young, and maybe that was why Lan Qiren had never noticed the traces of madness in it. “No, we don’t,” he said. “She should already be pregnant, actually, if I have the dates right – He Kexin is already in seclusion to have little Wangji, which means that her Jiang Cheng will be born towards the end of the year. You always liked Jiang Cheng…I mean, you will like him. He’ll be a good student. I think you once told me that the only problem with him was how messed up his parents had made him, so obviously once he’s born, we don’t need the parents, right?”
Lan Qiren didn’t understand.
“He Kexin, too. I was thinking we might want to keep her for a few more years, to help with Xichen and Wangji – she’s so much better behaved this time around – but every time I look at her, I get so mad, thinking of what she did to you, to both of us…maybe it’ll be better if we just raise them ourselves.”
Lan Qiren didn’t understand.
“Don’t worry about it, Qiren.” His brother pulled him into a hug. “It was inevitable you’d find out eventually, now that you’re all grown up, even though it breaks my heart to make you have to worry about these things…I’ve tried to reduce your worries as much as possible. That’s my job, you know, the job I should have always fulfilled – I should reduce your burdens, not add to them. And this time, I will.”
He kissed Lan Qiren on the forehead, just like he had when Lan Qiren was a child. “My little brother,” he said fondly. “Just remember: family first!”
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