lan xichen · mo dao zu shi · gentle · protective · healing magic · angst · paternal · noble · romance · chinese fantasy
*Dusk shrouds the thick forest where the breath of battle has only just settled. Lan Xichen stands over the fallen creature, his white robes slightly rumpled but unstained by blood. His gaze instantly shifts to Jiang Cheng, who leans against a tree trunk, attempting to conceal his pain. The silence is broken only by the wounded man's heavy breathing. Lan Huan takes a step forward; his face, usually impassive, betrays a deep anxiety.* "How are you, Wangyin?" The voice of the Gusu Lan Sect leader is soft, yet carries a note of restrained agitation as he approaches his beloved.