Although it sounded quite strong, it didn't actually do any damage. Wen Ning only staggered a few steps backward after the blow. He wobbled a bit and regained his balance, standing properly again with a blank face.

"You really did that, Lan Zhan?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"That's impossible. A-die never hit people like that." said Sizhui.

"I didn't expect that at all." said Nie Huaisang.

Wen Ning wasn't in a state as easily angered as when he flipped out in the past, but his temper wasn't too good either. During the night at Dafan Mountain, nobody could lay a sword on him before everyone was knocked down-he even held someone by his neck. If Wei WuXian didn't stop him, he would've strangled every single one of the people at the scene. Yet, although Lan WangJi smacked him once, his head was still lowered, appearing as if he didn't dare to resist. Wei WuXian thought that this was a bit strange, but he nevertheless felt relieved. If Wen Ning returned the strike and the two started fighting, it'd be even harder to intervene.

As if he didn't think one smack was enough to express his rage, Lan WangJi pushed Wen Ning to about thirty feet away.

"Wangji!" exclaimed Lan Xichen in disbelief while looking at his brother intently but after a moment he smiled.

Wen Qing was glaring at Lan Wangji for hitting his little brother.

Everyone was shocked especially the Lans.

The juniors are having a blank face.

He spoke to Wen Ning in an annoyed voice, "Go away."

Wei WuXian finally noticed that something was wrong.

Both the smack and the push, both his speech and actions were unusually... childish.

"Ahh." said Sizhui making his friends confused.

"What's wrong?" asked Jin Ling.

"A-die is jealous." he whispered making his friends snickers.

After he pushed Wen Ning so that he was far away enough, Lan WangJi seemed as if he was finally satisfied. He turned around walked over to Wei WuXian.

Wei WuXian looked at him scrutinizingly.

There wasn't anything wrong with Lan WangJi's face and expression.. He was even more serious, proper, flawless than usual. His face wasn't flushed, his breathing wasn't short. He walked around steadily with confidence. It looked like that he was still the calm, righteous cultivator, HanGuang-Jun.

But, as he looked down, he found that Lan WangJi's boots were put on the wrong feet.

"What?!" asked the cultivators.

"Is he drunk?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"If not then I'm sure that Wangji-xiong will never act like that." said Nie Huaisang.

"His drunken behaviour is really strange." said Jiang Cheng.

Before he left, he took Lan WangJi's boots off and tossed them beside the bed. And, now, Lan WangJi's left boot was on his right foot, while his right boot was on his left foot.

HanGuang-Jun, the prominent cultivator who valued manners greatly, would never have went outside with his clothes like this.

Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang laughed out loud.

"I wonder what will happen next." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"I'm going to enjoy this." said Wei Wuxian.

"Umm it's nor something you should enjoy." said Sizhui.

"Oh come on. Stop your son for ruining the fun." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian asked tentatively, "HanGuang-Jun, what number is this?"

He made the number two with his fingers. Lan WangJi didn't answer and reached his hands out. With one on the left and one on the right, he solemnly wrapped his hands around both of Wei WuXian's fingers.

With a clang, Bichen fell to the ground due to its master's negligence.

Lan Wangji looked shocked.

"Wangji!" exclaimed Lan Qiren.

Surely it is not good to neglect a spiritual sword.

"Why do he look so cute there?" asked Wei Wuxian with a blush.

Wei WuXian, "..."

This definitely wasn't the normal Lan Zhan!

Wei WuXian, "HanGuang-Jun, are you drunk?"

Lan WangJi, "No."

"He's clearly lying." said Jin Zixuan.

"Of course he will deny it." said Jiang Cheng with a laugh.

Drunk people usually didn't admit that they were drunk. Wei WuXian took his fingers back. Lan WangJi attentively maintained his gesture of how he grasped Wei WuXian's fingers, with both of his hands in loose fists. Wei WuXian was utterly speechless. Standing amid the chilly night breeze, he removed his gaze from Lan WangJi, and looked up at the moon.

"You look funny." laughed Jin Zixuan.

"So cute, my didi." said Lan Xichen.

"He just want to hold your fingers." said MianMian making the two men blush.

Most people became drunk before they slept, while Lan WangJi slept before he became drunk. And, when he was drunk, he looked no different from how he usually was, which was why it was hard to tell.

"Lans' act like that when drunk. You will never expect what will happen when they drink alcohol." said Jin Ling.

"They act like their inner self." Zizhen added with a laugh.

In the past, Wei WuXian had countless friends to drink with. He had seen hundreds and thousands of ways people acted when they were drunk. Some wailed loudly, others giggled idiotically, some flounced about, others collapsed immediately, some were determined in taking their own lives, others whimpered, "Why are you leaving me?" However, this was his first time seeing someone like Lan WangJi, who didn't make any noise, looked decent, yet acted strangely.

The corners of his lips twitched. Trying not to laugh, he picked up Bichen from the ground and carried into onto his back, "Okay. Let's go back."

He definitely couldn't let Lan WangJi roam around outside like this. Who knew what else he could do.

"At least he cared about the possible things to happen." said a random cultivator.

"It's just that? No more?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"I thought it's going to be fun." he whined.

"Just wait." said Jin Zixuan.

Luckily, it seemed that Lan WangJi was also quite easy-going when he was drunk. With an elegant nod, they went off. If someone passed by, they would've thought that these were two good friends strolling in the night and praised the refined act.

Behind them, Wen Ning silently followed. Just as Wei WuXian was about to speak to him, Lan WangJi whirled around and angrily smacked him once more. This time, it was on Wen Ning's head.

"Why are you hitting him again?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"He didn't do anything." said Jiang Cheng.

Lan Wangji was silent.

"I won't take that anymore." said Wen Rouhan.

"Calm down, Wangji was just not thinking before doing that. Drunk people are always unexpected." said Qingheng-jun.

"How do you know? You've never got drunk in the first place." said Wen Rouhan.

"Being friend with you in the past, do you think I didn't experience your drunken behaviour together with our other friends?" asked Qingheng-jun.

Wen Rouhan was speechless.

Wen Ning's head was even more lowered due to the smack. Even though his facial muscles were rigid and couldn't make any sort of expressions, even though his eye whites couldn't make any sort of gazes, for some reason, he still looked as if he had been wronged. Not knowing whether to frown or laugh, Wei WuXian grabbed Lan WangJi's arm, "What are you hitting him for?"

Lan WangJi spoke to Wen Ning in a threatening tone that he definitely wouldn't have used if he was awake, "Go away!"

"I don't care if he is drunk but hitting people just because he is jealous is unacceptable. I won't let that slip up." said Wen Qing angrily while glaring at Lan Wangji.

"Yeah, Wen-guniang is right. Even how drunk a-cheng and a-xian is, they never hit people except each other. If the man himself didn't do anything then why is he hitting him?" asked Jiang Yanli.

"We should get justice for senior Wen." said Jingyi.

"I agree. He look so dejected there." said Zizhen.

Wei WuXian knew that he shouldn't disobey someone who was drunk. He hurried, "Okay, okay. It's up to you. I'll make him go away if that's what you want." As he spoke, he took out his bamboo flute. But, before he even placed the flute to his lips, Lan WangJi quickly grabbed it, "Do not play for him."

Wei WuXian teased, "Why are you so pushy?"

Lan WangJi repeated angrily, "Do not play for him!"

"What the f*ck?!" cursed Jiang Cheng.

"Is that how Lans really act when they're drunk?" he asked.

Jingyi nodded his head.

Lan Wangji was staring at the screen in disbelief while Wei Wuxian was laughing.

"Lan Zhan getting jealous is looking so cute." he said.

Wei WuXian discovered that, although people who were drunk often had a lot of things to say, as Lan WangJi usually didn't like to speak, he would repeatedly say the same words after he drank. Seeing that Lan WangJi had never been too fond of demonic techniques, he might have not liked how he used his flute to control Wen Ning. Anyway, he had to pet him in the direction of his fur, of course, "Alright. I'm only going to play for you, okay?"

Lan WangJi announced his satisfaction with a mnn, but continued to play with the flute in his hands, unwilling to return it.

"He doesn't want you to play for other man other than him." said Lan Xichen.

"I would only play for you, then." said Wei Wuxian with a smile.

Wei WuXian could only whistle. He spoke to Wen Ning, "Keep on hiding. Make sure nobody finds you."

Wen Ning seemed as if he really wanted to follow, but having received his commands and being scared that Lan WangJi would hit him a few more times, he slowly turned around. Dragging the chains behind him, he walked away dejectedly.

"Poor, senior Wen." said Jingyi.

"Lan Zhan, promise me you will never do something like that again. You're hurting his feelings." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian turned to Lan WangJi, "Lan Zhan, now that you're drunk, why doesn't your face flush at all?"

Since Lan WangJi looked too normal, almost even more normal than Wei WuXian, he couldn't help but to talk to him as if he was talking to an ordinary person. Yet, unexpectedly, after Lan WangJi heard this, he reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him into his arms.

Caught off guard, Wei WuXian's head was slammed right into his chest.

As he recovered from the dizziness, Lan WangJi's voice came from above, "The heartbeats."

"What?"

"Aaahhhh!" squealed a lot of female cultivators.

Wei Wuxian blushed.

"That's was unexpected." said Nie Huaisang.

"Is he flirting?" asked Jiang Cheng, jaw dropped.

"Aren't they're cute, Wanyin?" asked Lan Xichen.

"They look shameless." answered Jiang Cheng.

"I just hope that that's the only thing they will do and they will not do anything worse than that." he added.

Lan WangJi, "The face doesn't show anything. Listen to the heartbeats."

As he spoke, his chest vibrated from the low voice. A heart pulsated steadily and continuously. Thump, thump. It was a bit fast. Wei WuXian understood and looked up again, "I won't be able to tell from your face, only if I listen to your heartbeat?"

Lan WangJi answered sincerely, "Mnn."

"Lan Zhan, why are you so cute?" Wei Wuxian asked while squeezing the man's cheecks.

"Wangji be showing what he feels." said Lan Xichen in amusement.

Wei WuXian bent over in laughter.

Was Lan WangJi's face so thick that the blush couldn't even be seen? He wasn't this sort of person, was he?

And, Lan WangJi was so honest after he was drunk. His actions and comments were also... bolder!

"More like it's because of you that's why he became like that." said Jiang Cheng.

"Wrong, jiujiu. Lans are all shameless people." said Jin Ling.

"The only innocent Lan I knew is that son of yours." he added.

Since this was a rare occasion to see such an honest, open Lan WangJi, it would've been impossible for Wei WuXian to treat him with respect and not play any tricks.

He hurried Lan WangJi back to the inn. Entering the room, he held him down on the bed and took off the boots that were put on wrong. Guessing that he probably didn't know how to wash his own face in such a state, he took off Lan WangJi's forehead ribbon, and brought in a basin of hot water along with a towel. Wringing the towel out, he folded it into a square and gently rubbed Lan WangJi's face.

"You touched his forehead ribbon." said Nie Huaisang with wide eyes.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Do you know the meaning behind it?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Meaning? There's a meaning behind it?" asked Wei Wuxian curiously.

"Don't tell me you don't know." said Nie Huaisang.

"He doesn't know what? It's just a ribbon, what's important about it?" asked Jiang Cheng.

Nie Huaisang and Jin Zixuan just looked at them in disbelief.

During the process, Lan WangJi didn't resist at all, obediently allowing his face to be kneaded in all kinds of directions. Aside from squinting when the towel went near his eyes, he stared at Wei WuXian without even blinking. Wei WuXian had a ton of amusing ideas inside his head. Seeing his clear gaze, he couldn't help brushing a finger against Lan WangJi's chin. He laughed, "Why are you looking at me? Am I good-looking?"

"Mn." answered Lan Wangji.

"A-niang is the most good-looking." said Sizhui.

He just happened to have finished cleansing. Before Lan WangJi could answer, Wei WuXian tossed the towel into the basin, "Your face is clean now. Do you want to have some water first?"

Having heard no answer from behind him, he turned around only to see Lan WangJi holding the basin in his hands, his face already buried inside.

Wei WuXian almost paled from the shock. He grabbed the basin and moved it away at once, "I didn't mean the water in here!"

The trio together with Jin Zixuan laughed loudly.

"That's was so embarrassing for my uncle." said Jingyi.

The Lans are having second hand embarrassment for their Lan-er-gongzi.

Lan WangJi raised his head calmly. Transparent droplets of water rolled down his jaw, seeping into the front of his collars. Looking at him, Wei WuXian wasn't sure how to describe what he was feeling right now, ... Did he drink the water or did he not? Hopefully Lan Zhan doesn't remember anything after he wakes up. Or else, for the rest of his life, he wouldn't be able to face anyone.

"Too late. Everyone already knew." said MianMian.

Lan Wangji agreed to her silently. He is worrying for his reputation.

Wei WuXian used his sleeves to wipe off the drops of water on Lan WangJi's jaw and put his arms around him, "HanGuang-Jun. Now, are you going to do whatever I tell you to do?"

Lan WangJi, "Mnn."

Wei WuXian, "You'll answer whatever I ask you?"

Wei WuXian put one knee on the bed and smirked, "Okay. Let me ask you. Have you... secretly tasted the Emperor's Smile you hid in your room?"

Lan WangJi, "No."

"As I said he store it for you, Wuxian." said Lan Xichen.

"Fine, I won't asked about that again." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian, "Do you like rabbits?"

Lan WangJi, "Yes."

"They're the cutest." said Wei Wuxian.

"Mn." Lan Wangji agreed.

Wei WuXian, "Have you ever violated any rules before?"

Lan WangJi, "Yes."

"What? He really did." laughed the trio.

"I wonder how many rules he broke." said Jin Zixuan.

"A lot of them, I guess." said Jiang Cheng.

Lan Qiren was feeling bad for what happened to his priced nephew to change a lot in the future. (He is no longer your priced nephew, old man.)

Wei WuXian, "Have you ever liked anyone?"

Lan WangJi, "Yes."

"Ohh! Are we going to watch a confession?" asked MianMian excitedly.

All of Wei WuXian's questions were just for the sake of them, not that he really wanted to find out about Lan WangJi's private matters. He simply wanted to know whether or not Lan WangJi would really answer whatever he asked. He continued, "How about Jiang Cheng?"

A frown, "Hmph."

Jiang Cheng also frowned, imitating Lan Wangji's 'Hmph'

"I don't like you either." he said and Lan Wangji just looked at him.

"Brother-in-laws should be friends." said Wei Wuxian and Lan Xichen.

"Not all the time." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian, "How about Wen Ning?"

Indifference, "Huh."

Wei WuXian grinned and pointed at himself, "How about this one?"

Lan WangJi, "Mine."

"..."

Lan WangJi stared at him, slowly and articulately stating, "Mine."

"Oh My Gosh!" squealed the female cultivators.

"He finally said it." said Lan Xichen.

"I can finally rest happily together with my husband and son." he added, dramatically making Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at him.

"I don't think so." Jiang Cheng said.

"ChengCheng, you should just accept that our relationship is working." said Wei Wuxian.

"As I said earlier, Wei Wuxian is oblivious and dense. I'm sure he will have another meaning of it." said Jiang Cheng while rolling his eyes.

Wei WuXian suddenly understood.

He took Bichen off his back, thinking to himself, When I pointed at myself, Lan Zhan probably thought that "this one" meant Bichen.

"What?" asked Lan Xichen.

"Told you." said Jiang Cheng smugly.

Wei Wuxian was speechless.

"Why did I thought like that?" he asked.

"Wangji was so clear about that." said Lan Xichen.

Lan Wangji is having an internal turmoil while havibg a blank face on the outside.

He got off the bed and walked around the room with Bichen in his hand, from the left to the right, from the East to the West. As he had expected, Lan WangJi's gaze closely followed wherever he walked, ever so sincere and straightforward, ever so blunt and bare.

Wei WuXian's legs almost gave out under Lan WangJi's heated gaze. He lifted Bichen in front of his eyes, "Do you want it?"

Lan WangJi, "I want it."

"Oh please." said Wei Wuxian.

"Poor, Lan Wangji." said Jiang Cheng.

"Stop it." said Wei Wuxian.

"What? Feeling embarrassed of your own self?" asked Jiang Cheng.

As if he thought that this wasn't enough to prove his desire, Lan WangJi grasped the hand that Wei WuXian held Bichen with and stared into his eyes with those light-colored pupils. Taking in a soft breath, he repeated his words, emphasizing every syllable, "... I want it."

Wei WuXian knew that Lan WangJi was desperately drunk, that it wasn't directed at him, yet those three words still crashed into him, taking away the strength in his arms and legs.

He thought to himself, Lan Zhan, what a person... If he's so sincere, enthusiastic towards a girl, then what a man he'd be!

"I pity him." said a female cultivator.

"He directed it to you." said MianMian.

"What should I feel?" asked Lan Xichen.

"How did they gotten into a relationship if he is that oblivious of my brother's feelings?" he asked.

"Just watch. Their relationship isn't your problem. If they've become together in the future then trust the process of their relationship." said Jiang Cheng.

Recovering from the blow, Wei WuXian asked again, "How did you recognize me? Why did you help me?"

Lan WangJi opened his mouth. Wei WuXian shifted a bit closer, wanting to hear his answer. However, Lan WangJi's expression suddenly changed. With a shove, he pushed Wei WuXian onto the bed.

"Oh My God! They're going to do it!" exclaimed Nue Huaisang.

Hearing that, Jiang Cheng immediately hide himself refusing to watch the next scene.

The candlelight was snuffed out with a wave of his hand. Bichen was thrown onto the ground by its master again.

"Not again." said the juniors.

Lan Qiren coughed blood seeing it.

Wei WuXian's sight spun dizzily from the shove. He thought that Lan WangJi woke up, "Lan Zhan?!"

A familiar place behind his back was tapped once. His entire body felt sore and numb and he couldn't move at all, similar to the first night at the Cloud Recesses. Lan WangJi took his hand away, lay down beside him, and put the blanket over them, carefully tucking in the blanket corner on Wei WuXian's side, "It is nine. Rest."

"What? So it's just because it's already nine in the evening?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"That's because you've expected too much." said Jiang Cheng.

So, after all, it was the scary bedtime routine of the Lan Sect.

With the interrogation having been cut off, Wei WuXian stared at the ceiling, "Can't we rest and chat at the same time?"

Lan WangJi, "No."

... Oh well. Someday, there'd be a chance to get Lan WangJi drunk again. The answer would be revealed sooner or later.

"Please don't." said the juniors.

"Hanguang-jun being drunk is traumatizing." said Jingyi.

"If you want answers, then asked sincerely. You don't have to make him drink again." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian, "Lan Zhan. Remove it. I got us two rooms. We don't need to be crammed in the same bed."

After pausing for a moment, Lan WangJi's hand came over and, after fumbling around in the blanket for a while, started to slowly untie the ribbons holding his clothes together. Wei WuXian exclaimed, "Okay! Enough! I didn't mean for you to remove it in this sense!!! Alright!!! Sure! I'm lying down and I'm sleeping!!!"

"What are you trying to do there, Lan Zhan?" asked Wei Wuxian, teasingly.

"A-niang, please don't." said Sizhui.

"Why? I'm just asking." said Wei Wuxian.

"Oh please if you have plan to f*ck one another then do it far away from me." said Jiang Cheng.

"Mind what you're doing, Wei Wuxian. You don't know him that much." he added.

A dead silence filled the darkness.

After keeping quiet for a while, Wei WuXian spoke again, "I finally understand why your sect prohibits liquor. You collapse after just one bowl and can't tell good liquor from bad liquor. If everyone from the Lan Sect is like this when they're drunk, you deserve to be prohibited from drinking. Anyone who drinks should be beaten up."

"Never let a Lan near any liquor." said Wen Rouhan.

"I agree, Lans should stay away from it." said Jin Ling.

"Except me." said Jingyi, receiving a glare from his mother.

With closed eyes, Lan WangJi raised his hand and covered Wei WuXian's mouth.

He shushed, "Shh."

The breath that Wei WuXian was about to take got stuck between his chest and his mouth, unable to come up or go down.

It seemed that, ever since he came back, whenever he decided to tease Lan WangJi like how he did in the past, he always suffered from his own actions.

This shouldn't have been the case! Where exactly did he go wrong?!

"Think before you did something to him, Wei-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"We're not sure for how long are we going to watch and if it really show a live action of your intimacy." he added.

"Oh please, it won't." said Jiang Cheng with a glare.

"In that case then my oh so innocent little brother will lose his most loved innocence." said Wei Wuxian with a laugh together with Nie Huaisang.