Chapter 10
Slight Mature Contents.
"When he and his Grandma arrived at the Hall, Wei Ying still felt nervous and restless, as almost all the Clan Lans had gathered, their eyes fixed on him.
Boashan led him to where Lan Zhan stood, watching the most beautiful creature approach him. Lan Zhan's heart raced heavenly inside his chest, and when Boashan smiled and released Wei Ying's hand into his palm, he held it so gently, as if he were holding a raw egg and feared it would fall and burst.
As Wei Ying drew near to Lan Zhan, he opened his mouth and gazed at his handsome lover, resplendent in red. Lan Zhan's handsomeness surpassed everything his eyes had ever beheld. This man standing before him was his, body and soul; what more could he ask for in this world beyond a useful life with Lan Zhan? He felt so lucky to be this man's husband.
The moment his hand landed in Lan Zhan's palm, all worry and anxiety left him; all he wanted was to be with Lan Zhan forever.
Lan Zhan, who was experiencing all sorts of emotions in his body and heart, lifted Wei Ying's veil with his hand, and when their eyes met, Lan Zhan was entranced. He was mesmerized by Wei Ying's beauty, gulped a saliva as his throat dried, and Wei Ying smiled at him, prompting him to smile back.
Lan Qiren cleared his throat.
They turned and bowed to heaven and earth, then to the elders and themselves, before drinking the tea.
since the Lans didn't drink alcohol.
Afterward, they served the tea to the elders first, followed by the rest, and then dinner began."
"After everything was over, Wei Ying was extremely tired and wanted nothing more than to lie down.
Xichen ge congratulated them again and returned to his seclusion.
Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling also congratulated them before mentioning that they would leave for their respective sects the next morning.
Boashan Sanren appeared once more, congratulated them, and hugged Wei Ying and then Lan Zhan. Before she parted ways, she whispered something in Lan Zhan's ear, causing his ears to turn a deep crimson. Wei Ying watched with curiosity as Boashan winked at Lan Zhan and waves at Wei Ying then vanished, teleporting back to her Celestial Mountain.
It was already past 9 at night, and all the Lans had retired to their quarters as per the rules.
Wei Ying sat on the bed in Jingshi, feeling anxious and scared about the upcoming event. The room's beautiful decorations, all in red, only added to his nervousness. Lan Zhan entered the room, and when their eyes met, Wei Ying avoided eye contact, intimidated by the deep desire in Lan Zhan's golden ones.
Lan Zhan approached Wei Ying, sat on the bed behind him, and hugged him from behind. "Is everything okay, Wei Ying?" he asked. "I'm okay, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying whispered back, his curiosity piqued. He held Lan Zhan's hand, which rested on his chest, and asked, "What did Grandma whisper in your ear earlier?"
Lan Zhan replied, "She said she left us a wedding gift at Jingshi." He then took a small jar from the side table, and when Wei Ying saw its contents, he blushed and hid his face in his palm.
Lan Zhan smiled, turned Wei Ying to face him, and they locked eyes for a few seconds before Lan Zhan captured Wei Ying's lips in a gentle, loving kiss. When they parted, Lan Zhan removed their outer robes and slowly laid Wei Ying on the mattress."
"Lan Zhan kissed Wei Ying's forehead, temple, eyes, nose, and paused at his lips, seeking permission to continue. Wei Ying nodded shyly, and Lan Zhan trailed kisses down his neck, making Wei Ying shiver. He nibbled and bit, soothing the skin with gentle licks, eliciting moans from Wei Ying. Lan Zhan's ministrations moved down to Wei Ying's shoulder, then he stopped and whispered, "Is Wei Ying ready for the next step?"
When Wei Ying nodded again, Lan Zhan removed his inner gown, revealing Wei Ying's bare chest and tender buds.
Lan Zhan's lips latched onto them, and Wei Ying moaned louder, "Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji, Hangung Jun, Lan Err...Gege, why so impatient and fierce? We're married now, I'm all yours forever; we can do this anytime, every day." Lan Zhan bit again, and Wei Ying moaned, his voice husky. "Um...my buds will be swallowed..." Lan Zhan reassured him, "Wei Ying doesn't have to worry about that." He gazed at Wei Ying's chest, satisfied with his work.
When Wei Ying saw the smug look in Lan Zhan's eyes, he whined, "Lan Zhaannn!" and tried to hide his chest with his hands. Lan Zhan smirked, saying, "Wei Ying is beautiful..." Then, he pounced, capturing Wei Ying's lips in a fierce and hungry kiss."
"Lan Zhan's lips traced Wei Ying's skin with reverence, as if every kiss was a promise. Wei Ying's heart raced with anticipation, his soul surrendering to the love they shared. With each tender touch, their bond grew stronger, their love shining brighter. In this moment, nothing else existed but the two of them, lost in the depths of their passion. Lan Zhan's eyes locked onto Wei Ying's, seeking permission, and Wei Ying's nod was all he needed.
"As their desires were satiated, a sudden wonder unfolded. Red and blue lights emanated from their cores, radiating between them. The intensity of the light forced them to shield their eyes, feeling their energies entwined. The colors blended into pure white, and in a burst of brilliance, it vanished. Wei Ying's voice was barely audible, "Is this...?"
Lan Zhan's whisper replied, "Mn, immortality."
When Lan Zhan woke up in the morning, he took a bath, got ready, and then carried the still-sleeping Wei Ying, despite his protests and whines, he bathed and dressed him.
After finishing, he tucked him back into bed to sleep some more. Lan Zhan meditated for two hours, then went out to collect their breakfast. When he returned, Wei Ying was still asleep, so he went to the breakfast table and placed a talisman to keep the food warm.
Wei Ying finally stirred, opened his eyes, and sat up, rubbing his temples. When he tried to stand and walk, he hissed in pain and quickly sat back down. Lan Zhan, who was watching him, stood up and carried him bridal-style to the table where they would have breakfast. He sat down with Wei Ying in his lap, and Wei Ying smiled shyly and kissed Lan Zhan's cheek. "Good morning, my love," he said. Lan Zhan kissed his already swollen lips lovingly.
"Good morning, Wei Ying."
Lan Zhan fed Wei Ying his breakfast with his own hand, and Wei Ying did the same. After they finished, Lan Zhan pushed the tray aside and hugged Wei Ying tightly, kissing his lips again.
"Does Wei Ying felt hurt anywhere?" he asked.
Wei Ying sniffed his Sandalwood scent and replied, "I'm okay, my love, but you know I didn't know that, apart from this innocent face of yours..." He laughed mischievously, his naughty hands tracing down to Lan Zhan's thighs.
"Wei Ying..." Lan Zhan shivered and warned.
"My whole body hurts, my legs shake when I try to walk, and...my back.. don't even mention it," Wei Ying pouted. "How can I limp around the Cloud Recess now? Everyone will know what the great Hangung Jun did to this poor body."
Lan Zhan thought about what Wei Ying was saying.
"Then Wei Ying should stay in bed all day," he suggested.
"Lan Zhaaaan!" Wei Ying whined. "You know I can't stay in one place."
"Mm, what does Wei Ying want, then?" Lan Zhan asked. "Because Wei Ying is free and can do whatever you want; you're your own person."
Wei Ying tapped his nose and said, "I want you to carry me anywhere I want."
"That, I can do; I'm honored to carry Wei Ying anywhere," Lan Zhan replied. Wei Ying laughed. "Oh, Lan Zhan, I'm joking!" He held his cheeks and squeezed them gently. "My fuddy-duddy, I love you so much!" He pecked his lips.
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