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emperorssmileIt’s late-morning by the time Wei Wuxian comes to. He hears Lan Liang cooing from the other room leaving him feeling somewhat puzzled. By now, the nursemaid would have taken the boy from Lan Zhan for the morning. So why is he still here in the jingshi?
He pulls himself out of bed languidly, adjusting his single layered robe to a reasonably modest alignment. Usually, he’d primp himself up before leaving the sleeping chamber, but concern for his son keeps him from doing much more than run his fingers through his hair a couple of times while he walks.
It isn’t long before he notices A-Liang isn’t left to his own devices after all. To his pleasant surprise, Lan Zhan is keeping Lan Liang company.
“I thought you had political meetings all morning,” he inquires brightly with more of a pep in his step as he approaches the adorable scene before him. He ruffles Liang’s hair and sidles up next to his husband.
He pulls himself out of bed languidly, adjusting his single layered robe to a reasonably modest alignment. Usually, he’d primp himself up before leaving the sleeping chamber, but concern for his son keeps him from doing much more than run his fingers through his hair a couple of times while he walks.
It isn’t long before he notices A-Liang isn’t left to his own devices after all. To his pleasant surprise, Lan Zhan is keeping Lan Liang company.
“I thought you had political meetings all morning,” he inquires brightly with more of a pep in his step as he approaches the adorable scene before him. He ruffles Liang’s hair and sidles up next to his husband.
