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As night fell deeper as the haze of clouds reveals the stars that filled the sky turning the darkness to the softest of black velvets illuminated by heaven-spun stars. It was the fleeting promises of life in the darkness, a sense of warmth residing beside the cold winds.

The satin white gold edged drapes of Jingshi fluttered softly as the cold breeze of midnight reached to caress the man in black silks. Tossing and turning around again he reached the edge of the bed he lay restlessly. His long Hair dangled on the edge of the bed softly braided in a red ribbon and his front hair tousled in agony. He sighed again rubbing his forehead as he tossed around on the bed for the nth time. For he was conflicted as hell's sake. 'Why?' He ponders closing his eyes shut tightly as the guilt grips him reminding. 

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"Should be enough" Wangji states moving back from the kiss. Was someone to utter anything more his eyes shot daggers warning not to cross the lines. Holding Wuxian in his arms with his face hidden buried in his chest he storms across the ancestral halls.

They walked along to their chamber as Wuxian finally pushes Wangji off as he was holding him too tightly and against his consent. Wangji stumbles weakly surprising Wei Ying, for he had not even used any spiritual strength. 

Wuxian holds Wangji supporting him as he almost collapsed sliding into their room's doorway. Wangji slides down the closed-door clutching tightly on the fabric of his chest. His eyes closed in pain. It felt as he were to faint. 'Wasn't he alright a while ago? walking those long halls so perfectly!' Wuxian thinks. 'Was it..' He suspects as he hastily kneeled shoving off Wangji's robes to look at the wound he caused. Wangji tried to fight him off to maintain his decency, but Wuxain was resolute. He needed to look at the wounds he caused. He almost thought his claws had no effect on Wangji. He looks at the deep clawed marks on the other's chest with the blood clotted black. Guilty, Wei Ying kneaded his brows together, his eyes trembled in confliction as he leaned in quickly to suck the marks he made himself. 

Wangji gasped at the action as he shoved Wei Ying aside forcefully, the tips of his ears slightly flushed. Wei Ying looked at him with his tender almond eyes. He was angry, he was upset, he was confused at himself too, but a strange force tugged wrenching his heart in pain. Shoving his thoughts aside. "Don't move. Only I can heal it, it's poisoned with fox toxins. Let me" He pleads softly regardless of the screaming conflicting thoughts of harming him. Yet he leans in utmost affection to lick, the marks again. But Wangji pushes him aside again, stopping him. Wei Ying looks at him.'Was he for real? He is going to be severely poisoned if it is not taken out.' 

"If you're worried, th_en Why_ wh_y  injure in the first place?"Wangji asks, not meeting his eyes. Wei Ying's worried expression turns to reveal his inner conflictions on his face. He was humiliated. Even though affection resided their marital bond was insulted in front of those all people. " I _I kn_ow,  I know I should not ha_ve...but" 

For once Wei Yings does not know how to continue, instead, he clicks his tongue concluding to leave it unanswered as he decides to resume the necessary hovering over Wangji. Dumfounded Wangji gulps crawling backwards, trying to escape the fox, his eyebrows slightly twitching responding to his now anxious heart. Wuxian wanted to complain and brawl for he was conflicted at this love-hate situation if this man in front of him has not been confusing enough, then there were the things he heard, now this, his heart that is tugging to believe this very man who stated to kill him and his clan. "Heyy!.. "he wanted to ask and say lengths but his eyes fell at the darkening chest of Wangji. He frowns, urgently snapping his fingers as his fox fires to hold Wangji's wrists and ankles in place. 

"Sorry and I mean no harm."He mumbles softly leaning in looking into Wangi's pale conflicting eyes. He leans onto his chest sucking the toxins out, his dark orbs turn scarlet as they never leave the pale ones staring with a restraint. He licks nips Wangji's skin, sucking the toxins out. He was healing seeping in his own toxins, his conflictions lost as he had now closed his eyes nipping onto the jade dragon's place of the heart with increasing ecstasy.

Wangji struggles to escape but the foxfire holds him in place. But His spiritual powers are not enough for now to break free. It is not that he feels held up unjustly, but...He stops breathing as he looks at the person over his chest again. Even the touches of the hand of his beloved were enough to electrify his every existence. The Wei Ying he remembers had surely just fine. And now...his love was...He fists his hands retraining his thoughts because for heaven's sake Wei Ying was just healing him. But.. the way...the way the person looks so ... Wei Ying was leaning on holding to him, the scarlet robes somewhat slipping off from his shoulders exposing his long neck, the black choker falling off clasp emitting the smell of faint white lotus, his front hair fell over adorning his flawless face, the flushed sight beneath the long-lashed eyes and those dominating lips that dribbled in toxic now. Wangji was on the verge of losing sanity, He closed his eyes throwing his head back relishing his love's touch. The restraint was slipping off dreadfully, were it not the robes in between he would have lost all reasoning. For Wei Ying looks sooo lascivious right now.

Wei Ying looks up finished, water gleaming in his eyes observing Wangji's head thrown back in some extreme emotion, his breath heavy staggering. Wangj gulped registering it was all done. It was all finished. He opened his eyes to look at the person still leaning onto him. A bewitching attraction tugs him towards the second prince regardless of his mind's conflictions and numerous questions. Wei Ying closed his eyes placing a soft kiss over Wangji's chest for that seemed natural to do so. As if apologising for the marks he left betraying his own agony.

Drowning in each other's gaze leaning over each other as they were still sitting in the doorway their robes sprawled over the floor. They were lost seeking the unanswered, lit in the flickering lanterns with only the moon witnessing the tension that resided tugging at the ruling restraint and someone's unyielding demons. Wangji looks at the clueless beloved, guilty making up for the wrongs his full lips as the toxin dripped from his plump lips all over to erasing the mole beneath from sight. It takes his all not to disrobe him right then and love his every inch. The foxfire bonds weaken with Wei Ying's lost focus. Looking into his gaze"You may do anything and absolutely everything to_ me. But just ..don't you _ just don't hurt the Jiyans's " He whispers Leaving out the word 'dare' somehow, making Wangji's entity hitch at the statement. Wangji looks at him astound as Wei Ying looks away he is himself shocked at his pleading whisper, regardless of the domineering he chose to sound. 'If eyes could kill' He thinks looking at Wangji's eyes, a certain curiosity looms over as he leans to touch the headband of Wangji. Breaking free of the bonds he catches Wei Ying's hand before it could touch his headband. The touch of the hands of the flutist. 

Wangji pulls Wei Ying up dragging him surprisingly to the insides of the room. The wind outside rushes in the window matching the force of the second prince. It was all too much for him. The touch, the kiss, the whispers and the sight he was today. Wangji pushed Wei Ying to the pristine white bed as his fox ears and tails appear flopping on the bed. The feel of him, the scent of him, was fogging up Wanjgi's mind and stealing his breath away. His expression appeared icy cold, yet his gaze was scalding hot. Wei Ying was now nervous as Wangji leans in hovering over him, their robes brushing against each other, the scent of sandalwood was stronger than ever, Wei Ying's mind chanted that he does not want this but then why does his heart state the other. There were curiosities unanswered but for now, he just_he wanted to be loved by that ethereal man who he has fallen for when he saved him. Yes, he had but was too coward to even acknowledge so.

The night was colder in the Su clan but here the heat was unbearable. He looks over the pristine beauty over him, leaning before him illuminated in the moonlight. His sculpted face with that delicate sight of pale eyes, his threading breath as his gaze falls over lovingly down the neck of Wei Ying. 'But it why was he looking pale than usual this night.' Wei Ying thinks.  Whatever had hurt him he shall... With resolution, He grabs the collars of the Wangji's robes pulls him closer but he pauses to a thought crosses his mind making their forehead rest against him. 'Yes, consummate..and consume his spiritual strength along now that he is weak.' A voice said recalling the vicious ways the second prince and his clan had planned. But he was in lo.. he dare not register the word to even his mind he dare not feel his own feelings taking note of the number of times he had been hurt._Could he ..trust? 

Unaware of his beloved's inner battles he looked at the shadows of his moonlit face was so close to his that he was intoxicated by smell his sweet fragrance."Wei Ying" Wangji calls with staggering whispers wiping the toxins off his husband's lips to reveal the mole he wished to see. Wei Ying licks his lips in nervousness as Wangji frowns pinning his hand over his head as he clashes their lips together. His heart beat faster and faster as Wei Ying's lips' touched his blossoming like the lotus in the sandalwood's incarnation. He hungered down biting in an attempt to catch his cherished toothy smile into his mouth, he tasted and nipped drowning into its softness, its sweetness as he pushed off Wei Ying's robes that now hung to below his elbow. Pulling his soft lips apart he let his tongue in an instantaneous urgency as if he were seeing every colour of the spectrum in their own sensual way. It was not the kiss but the person. To him he is an aphrodisiac, mixed with Pandora's box effect, that sets his soul ablaze, glowing inside.

Wangji's judgement has been staggered over the weight of affection that resided in the hundreds of nights he spent dreaming of his mate, that he did not notice his own state. He was still injured. His face, this kind of expression, this type of gaze, this sort of situation, this person. Wei Wuxian inhaled a breath of cold air moaning to his Hang Guang jun's mercy, but Wuxian noticed Wangji struggling for breath with his forehead drenched in a cold sweat and it could not be the poison. Was he..."AAHH" He moaned in pleasure, Wangji had almost disrobed him feeling, kissing him biting down the neck. 'Whatever it was.' He decides as he lets his hands free from Wangji's grasp holding onto his head as he initiated a deep kiss slipping in spiritual energy. 

Wangji paused abruptly halting the longed intimacy his with eyes helpless clenched shut. 'Was this he was intending?' He takes deep breaths reciting something in his mind. Wei Ying gulped as he tried to reach Lan Wangji only to be returned a deathly stare at him, a tinge of hurt seemed to flash across those pale eyes. 

"La_n Zhan...I..." he starts but Wanji shoves his hands aside quickly adjusting his robes. "Sleep" he utters surprisingly softly at him, as he brisks off to the other room in Jingshi.

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Wei Ying tossed around again in his sheer black robes. His thoughts lingered over the incident moments ago again and again. The night felt like an eternity to pass by, but He still had no idea how what was going in Lan Wanji's mind and his own were. , but Wei Wuxian was somehow felt at home warm, safe, and content with the scent of sandalwood that resided in the quilts mingling with his own. ... "Aish, why does it have to be too complicated." He grumbled dozing off still thinking about where it went wrong. But then again what was right with him involved anyways?

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 A hundred or so men with long pointed weapons zoom through the air riding his sword. They were hunting, the weapons were hideously heavy and sharp, some dripped in blood they slaughtered, some had pointy nooses to drag their prey by the nose. The little being zoomed in and out zig-zagging its pattern of running. Its legs were tired as it looked back in drenching sweat to see a one-eyed man grinning with sharp claws rushing through towards the being. Terrified it looks forward as the being closed his eyes and uses his full potential to run from them. As much fast he could overpower those men on their swords. The little being was tired, its legs cramped in a wrenching pain as he dragged his body to hid beneath a big stone. His throat screamed for a drop of water. At this point, even a drop of venom would do. The dark stones surrounded him leaving just a tiny air gap through. Its feet had blisters and was bleeding from running barefoot in the forest. He curled down calming his thundering heart down as he heard the people still nearby. He shivered as they turned every stone to find the being. 

'Oh come on, Catch that thing. Where did it go?''He hears them. But all of a sudden they seem to be gone. The footsteps seemed to be fading. He tries to peep through the little crack. He tried to sniff but nothing. Were they gone? He thinks just trying to see more...A blood dripping sickle whosses past his eyes flipping off the ....As... 

It was still dark out, and the sudden movement in wind made the walls creak. Wei Ying's ears perked awake at the sound. He gulped breathing hard, he did not know if he should be glad that it was just a dream but worried about this unknown intruder. He laid still in the quilts waiting patiently as someone... He shoots in a dart foxfire at the intruder as it stoped piercing against the celestial shield. 

"Wei Gonzi, don't _worry we mean no _harm And you _do have _ quite the style. " The crown smiles awkwardly adverting his eyes as Wei Ying's quilt behind the shield that his Qi generated. 

"Wow, So much for waking him up gently!" He snaps his head to the familiar voice that mocked him.

"Jiyang shi, Zweve jun er I mean your highness What are you..." Wuxian exclaims dropping his guard down. 

"SHHH, You brat will get us killed for the second time " Jiyang shi holds his mouth tightly 

"What...is going." 

"Shut up!!, we do not have time," Jiyang shi shoves him behind the screen tossing some outer robes. As she hurries off to pack anything that she could grab. The chaos she creates intensifies Wei Ying's worry. 

"Don't Worry, You would have a long path to catch up. Wangji is waiting." The crown prince spoke escorting him out as he smiled gently to Jiayang shi who was rather frowning in worry.

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Walking along with the scrolls of the Su clan's library Lan Xichen quietly looks over the place ensuring no one else is here as he pulls out a scroll whispering a charm. The shelves espiaate to show an opening below the mansion. A narrow spiral of staircases leads to pitch darkness. 

Xichen steps in inscribing a charm as the staircases glow to reveal the path along. There was a distant whooshing of voice. Lan Xichen looks at Jiayang shi still frowning in silence, he smiles understanding, after all this is what his A Zhan chose too. He sighs not letting himself ponder over things.

"Zweju...I mean your highness crown prince by this_ you are not letting us flee from here. Right! Hah," Wei Ying jokes.

"You.." Jiyang shi smacks a hard blow over Wei Ying's head making Lan Xichen giggle.

"You may call me Zwejun, and I do not know what are you talking about. It's this the time for the clans' Qi mediation...How can.." 

"Fine..Fine I know We got you." Jiyang shi ushers the dumbfounded Wei Ying. 'It could not be...' he thinks 

"Hey..He is the crown prince how can you be so.."

"JUST SHUT THE F*CK UP! You are the reason we are in mess and I CAN, I KNOW IT." Jiyang shi shoots a glare at Wei Wuxian with the look to mess with her right now. As she turns to bow  to the crown prince as Wei 

"The right ones will lead you princess and the left one will take you to Wangji" Xichen bows uttering the necessary. He was about to turn away but he turns to look at Jiyang shi. The frowns were still there visible through the cloaked sheer hat. The way she bickers to her brother slapping him numerously makes the one earing that she only wears jingle along. He clears his throat turning their attention.

"Umm_ Wei_Gonzi  Take _Care of Wangji for me." He finally says it as he incarnates the same charm making the shelves reappear, leaving them inside. 

'Xie Xie' Jiang shi mouths as the shelves stand firm and protective. He sighs as he looks at the charm of lotus on his hand. 'Wei Gonzi, Wangji...Jiya..' He presses his eyes close with that threatening tear on the verge to fall. He quietly rushes to leave unnoticed. So cruel was the fate, one was protecting his beloved daring to stand against. One quietly let the world take its pace as he protects by staying quiet for he could not choose the number of people he wished to save or maybe was brave enough to stand against.

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Jiyang Shi had departed as Wei Ying stood outside the cave in the snowed mountains looking forward the carriage that waits, the winds sweeping past through his hairs as he smells the known sandalwood. He walks towards it crushing the snow beneath, his mind unbearably quiet. Now that he was filled in on what was going on, He was supposed to face him. What will... "Wei YING" he...say!

Before he knew it, He stood brazen before the carriage simply carved in lotus incarnations, a man waiting in white gold robes. Wangji eyes his clothing a roughly tucked light over cloak and sheer inner robes peeking. He sighs with his tips of ears getting red remembering. Taking the extra robe he holds Wei Ying escorting inside the carriage. 

"Youu...ar."Wei Ying can not ask. For now, What else does it mean? He looks at the man in awe. Prestigious he sat upright who never seemed to run away from doing the necessary right. A tear escapes his eye as the carriage takes gallops to life. He is still registering the facts the man beside him was doing. He planned this.. this flee?with_him_the _the devil. Wei Ying breaks down thinking of how life had turned upside down just in a matter or nights, his Shijie, angry lotus the life he had and now what is about to become. Were he will ever see them again? He sobs as Wangji becomes aware of Wei Wuxian's wails through the sound of gallops. He holds his face close he wipes them with an impassive face.  For he now sees the heart behind now.

Wuxian wails holding his husband closer as they gallop father into the snow from the place restaining their hearts. The winds blow as the carriage fades father into the scene as the horse marks on the snow that remains behind. Understood, misunderstood they longed for each other one knowing, one unknown. But now it was decided, for they were fleeting their destined fates together.

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A\N~ Yeah I know. Its spiralling out if control but hey. Its wei ying birthday..and control is the last wei ying thing.

And for f^ck safe guys comment, since I am on full time job and I am an artist..So yah its hard. Ya girl needs appreciation...!