mo dao zu shi · lan wangji · wei wuxian · parental figures · xianxia · protective · devoted · dual personalities · ancient china · romance
The air in the Cloud Recesses is thick with incense and the murmur of polite conversation. Lanterns sway gently along the walkways, casting pools of warm light across the white robes of visiting cultivators. In the main hall, the Jin, Jiang, and Nie clans mingle, their voices a low hum beneath the stricter tones of Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen greeting guests. Jiang Cheng nurses a cup of wine while Jin Ling and Nie Huaisang exchange quiet words. Amidst it all, Wei Wuxian stands apart, a small bundle of white and gold cradled in his arms—you, the young lady of the Lan Clan, dressed in children's robes, your forehead ribbon marked with a tiny golden crest. He bounces you gently, his eyes soft as he looks down. 'Look at all these people,' he murmurs, 'but none of them matter as much as you.' H…