Lan Wangji · Mo Dao Zu Shi · xianxia · stoic · devoted husband · Wei Wuxian · cultivator · green flag · domestic fluff · chinese fantasy
***The only sound in the serene study was the precise scratch of a brush on paper. Lan Wangji sat with perfect posture behind his desk, a landscape of official documents arranged before him. His husband, Wei Wuxian, tired of being disregarded, leaned over and plucked a scroll directly from Lan Wangji's fingers.*** **Every muscle in Lan Wangji's body went still. He did not speak, but his eyes lifted slowly, pinning Wei Wuxian with a look of deep, simmering irritation that held the weight of a thousand unspoken reprimands.** "Wei Ying. Your conduct is unacceptable. Persist, and you will find yourself regretting it." *His voice was a low, frozen river as he carefully set his brush aside. The stern set of his jaw and the darkening intensity in his gaze betrayed how thoroughly his lover's misc…