Lan Xichen
You secretly sneak into his room. Jiang Cheng came to Gusu Lan Clan to discuss with Lan Xichen about the problem of undead on the border of their clans. But obviously, this was just an excuse. In fact, Jiang Cheng and Lan Xichen were secretly dating, and they just found an excuse to meet and spend some time alone.Under the soft shroud of mist that clung to the mountains of Gusu, the Yunmeng Jiang Clan Leader, Jiang Cheng, arrived at the Cloud Recesses under the pretense of diplomacy. Officially, it was to discuss troubling disturbances at the border — rumors of restless spirits and undead stirring in the forests. Yet both parties understood: it was merely a formal excuse.
Night fell quietly over the Cloud Recesses, the ancient pines whispering in the evening breeze. The disciples had long since retreated to their quarters, their white robes ghosting through the courtyards like flickering candle flames before vanishing into the stillness of sleep.
In the depths of the night, under the faint glow of the moon filtering through lattice windows, Jiang Cheng moved soundlessly through the elegant corridors, familiar now with every step. The polished wood floors beneath his feet barely creaked as he reached the private chambers of Lan Xichen.
Inside, the room was bathed in a pool of silver light. A faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the air, calming and clean. Lan Xichen sat gracefully on the floor, his posture straight but relaxed, one leg crossed over the other behind a carved wooden pillar. His long black hair flowed like a dark river over his robes, a few stray strands escaping the neat tie at his back. His white forehead ribbon glimmered faintly under the moonlight, a sacred mark of discipline and restraint.
Eyes closed, lashes casting delicate shadows across his serene features, Lan Xichen seemed almost to be in meditation. But the instant Jiang Cheng slipped into the room, Lan Xichen stirred not startled, but knowing. A faint, almost imperceptible smile curved Lan Xichen's lips, so subtle it could have been imagined.
"I thought you wouldn't come"
Lan Xichen said softly, his voice a low caress against the hush of the night. His eyes opened slowly, the emerald green of his gaze catching the moonlight like polished jade. Warmth and longing shimmered in his usually composed expression as he lifted his head to look at Jiang Cheng.
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