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Jiang Cheng's wedding is a lot more relaxing than his own had been. For one, Wei Wuxian doesn't have to participate, except for playing the part that Jiang Cheng had done for him. Easy enough.

Now, he sits among the guests and drinks and winks at Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang sitting up on that dais, looking stunned.

Wei Wuxian can admit it: he hadn't seen that one coming.

"I cannot believe they're married," he says for the hundredth time to Lan Zhan. "Can you believe they're married?"

"Mn." Lan Zhan is a lot more sanguine about it, which, he supposes, makes sense. Lan Zhan never got close to either Jiang Cheng or Nie Huaisang, but for Wei Wuxian—his brother has married one of their best friends. That's absolutely wild. What will their marriage even look like?

"Think they'll be happy?" He wants happiness for them. He wants everyone to have happiness, wants everyone in the world to have what he and Lan Zhan have.

Getting used to living together has been an exercise in patience, but not in a bad way. He's simply learning how to accommodate another person in his life, and he's largely enjoying the process. Lan Zhan is kind and infinitely patient—a lot more patient than Wei Wuxian—so they don't fight or anything. Sometimes things can get a bit tense, but then Lan Zhan will sit down at his qin and lose himself in the music for a little bit. He plays one melody more than others. Whenever Wei Wuxian has asked what it's called, he has told him, "You should figure it out," which is ridiculous—how is Wei Wuxian supposed to know? But it helps.

His duties as husband to the Second Jade of GusuLan are not many, but he takes them seriously for Lan Zhan's sake. Zewu-jun will often invite them to sit in at meetings with other sects, to learn. Lan Zhan will, at some point in the future, begin taking meetings of his own, to help support his brother. Wei Wuxian will join him, as the Jiang Sect representative. It's all terribly formal and not altogether interesting, but Lan Qiren has had to start taking him seriously, and that's been the most fun.

Once, Wei Wuxian had said to Lan Zhan, "I cannot believe your uncle let this marriage go ahead. Surely he had to have had objections."

Lan Zhan had looked thoughtful, finally saying, "At the end of the day, he and the other elders can advise, but he is not sect leader. The decision was always with my brother."

Thank goodness for that. Wei Wuxian loves his brother-in-law for that alone.

Now Lan Zhan nods. "I hope they will be happy," he says, then takes Wei Wuxian's hand and brings it to his lips. Their gazes meet. Wei Wuxian knows from that one look alone that he is getting epically railed tonight. He can't fucking wait.

Lan Zhan really has turned out to be insatiable, but that's good, because so is Wei Wuxian. Sex with Lan Zhan has not lost its shine now that it's a regular occurrence. If anything, it's made it better. They've tried...so many different things. In so many different ways. Lan Zhan is fucking amazing. The other day, he had fucked Wei Wuxian up against the wall while completely holding him up, and Wei Wuxian had nearly lost his mind.

He's learned to deep-throat. Lan Zhan has been really enjoying this newfound skill, and taking full advantage of it. Once, he laid Wei Wuxian out on his back with his head hanging off the bed, stood behind him, and fed him his cock in a way that allowed him to feel it expanding Wei Wuxian's throat from the outside. Wei Wuxian had been barely able to breathe. It had been incredible.

They're a little bit exhausted.

"I think I'm going to go over there and say hi," Wei Wuxian says now, taking one last swig of his wine.

"Mn."

He gets up and waits until Sect Leader Yao has cleared out (ugh, he can't stand that guy), then walks up to the dais, giving them both a wink. Predictably, Jiang Cheng scowls. "What?"

"What do you mean, what? Can't I wish my brother and my best friend happiness on their nuptials?"

Nie Huaisang looks a bit like he's sweating, up close, and his fan is going very quickly. Wei Wuxian doesn't miss the way his eyes linger on Jiang Cheng, though. Jiang Cheng doesn't seem to have noticed yet. Interesting.

"Are you being sarcastic?"

"Jiang Cheng, you wound me!" He puts a hand over his heart. "I'm not an asshole, I really wish you guys the best. I think you're gonna like being married. And, Nie-xiong, I think you're going to love Lotus Pier. Have you had Lotus Wind wine yet? You'll go crazy for it."

"I have not," Nie Huaisang tells him in a slightly shaky voice. "But I'm looking forward to it."

Wei Wuxian grins. "Seriously, marriage is great."

Jiang Cheng looks like he wants to say something cutting, but then quickly looks over at Nie Huaisang and stops himself. Also interesting. Wei Wuxian narrows his eyes. "You guys are being so awkward around one another, what the fuck. You're friends, remember?"

Nie Huaisang hides more behind his fan, but his eyes crinkle in a smile. Jiang Cheng rolls his eyes, but there's no real heat to it. Then he looks over at his new husband and bumps his shoulder. "Wei Wuxian is right, you know."

Wei Wuxian pretends to die of shock, much to Nie Huaisang's delight.

"I know," Huaisang says with a small smile, and bumps him back. "You were just being weird, so I—never mind. We're friends."

"And now, husbands!" Wei Wuxian beams. "Isn't it funny how the world works?"

"Don't you have a husband of your own to annoy?" Jiang Cheng turns back to him. "How he puts up with you, I'll never know."

Wei Wuxian leans in and whispers loudly, "I'm a tremendous lay, Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng pushes him away with another scowl. "Gross. Don't talk to me about—about that."

Wei Wuxian sniggers, catching Nie Huaisang's eye, but Nie Huaisang has gone back to looking shell-shocked. Oh, right. It's possible he just realized he'll have to have sex with Jiang Cheng tonight. Good luck to him.

Wei Wuxian attempts to sober for their sake. "Listen. Seriously. Being friends already is great, you don't have to get to know a total stranger. You like each other! It's lucky!"

"Thank you, Wei-xiong," Nie Huaisang all but squeaks, then takes his cup of wine and downs it in one shot.

"Yeah, yeah." Jiang Cheng mirrors him.

"Atta boy." Wei Wuxian claps him on the shoulder. "All right, I'm going to go back, because I can feel Madam Yu's eyes on the back of my head. Am I right?"

Jiang Cheng looks around, then nods. "You are correct."

"Great. I'm leaving. See you later."

He gets the dubious honor of being one of many who escort the newlyweds to their wedding chamber later. Lan Zhan decides he wants no part of it, and who could blame him? Wei Wuxian cheers when the happy couple open the door and disappear, and then goes back to his husband, who is deep in conversation with his brother.

"Well, they've been sent off," he informs them. "The rest is up to them." Wei Wuxian has a good feeling about this. Not about the sex—he doesn't want to think about that part—but the marriage itself. They're good friends. Surely they can be good life partners. Jiang Cheng will be loyal, and Nie Huaisang will bring fun and mischief to the table, not to mention artistic sensibilities.

"I have made sure to wish them joy," Zewu-jun says, smiling his enigmatic smile. "I believe theirs will be a good union."

"I agree with you there," Wei Wuxian grins, then takes Lan Zhan's hand. "Ready?"

They're staying for several days—Lan Zhan's gift to Wei Wuxian. This way, he can drink with impunity, and spend some time at Lotus Pier. Shijie has already left. Being pregnant apparently tires you out, and she had looked happy but beat. But now Wei Wuxian has Lan Zhan with him, and Lan Zhan has never truly been to Lotus Pier, apart from their wedding. Wei Wuxian can't wait to show him around.

He has a whole agenda, with many items to tick off. One of them is to try and see if Lan Zhan will drink some Lotus Wind wine. Just a taste. He doesn't have to—but Wei Wuxian will offer, just in case. He will pick lotus pods from the lake for him, and go swimming with him, and they will have sex in Wei Wuxian's old room, with the windows open to let in the breeze from the water. (They'll be sure to be very, very quiet about it. It'll be like a new challenge for them. They never bother being quiet at home.)

"I am ready," Lan Zhan says, and after a nod to his brother, allows Wei Wuxian to cart him off.

They walk out into the cool night, the back of Wei Wuxian's neck immediately going up in goosebumps. It smells like lake water and lotus blossoms. Lan Zhan's hand feels good in his.

"I can't wait to show you my old room," Wei Wuxian says, leading them away from the courtyard.

"I'm looking forward to seeing it," Lan Zhan agrees, and follows.

The way there takes them many turns of the walkway, and it isn't until they're out of earshot of the banquet that Wei Wuxian pins Lan Zhan against the railing and kisses him. Lan Zhan instantly kisses back, taking hold of his jaw, the way Wei Wuxian knows he likes doing. Wei Wuxian smiles into the kiss.

"Shall we?" he asks after a while, and Lan Zhan, instead of pointing out that it had been Wei Wuxian who had stopped their progress in the first place, nods.

They walk hand in hand towards his old rooms, bumping shoulders and exchanging glances.

Wei Wuxian's heart is a fluttering, tender thing inside his chest. Lan Zhan is here, with him, and he always will be.

Wei Wuxian walks, and smiles, and thinks towards the future.

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