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Lan Xichen of the Gusu Clan and Jiang Cheng from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan are forced to get married by their families. And as both Jiang Cheng's siblings are already married - he is the only option left for the old Master Lan Qiren. But he has been...
- Wanyin? Darling? – he hurried to the master bedroom, barging in with the snow still on his shoulders – he just ran and kneeled next to his husband.
- Huan... - Jiang Cheng murmured softly, touching his hair and inhaling the frost coming from his robes. – Aren't you cold, my love...
- What's wrong, love? – Lan Xichen was worried; he saw the dreamy look in his eyes, he looked almost drunk, extremely flushed, almost swooning in his arms.
Jiang Wanyin was silent for what Lan Huan thought was the longest time.
- Can we arrange for another check-up, Zewu-Jun? – he asked shyly, leaning his cheek against the cold strong shoulder.
- What's wrong? A-Cheng, tell me! What's wrong? Are you in pain?! – he felt he was panicking, his heart was sinking.
- No, no... My love, no... I don't think anything is wrong... - he smiled, hugging him despite his wet clothes.
- Talk to me, Wanyin... Why are you torturing me...? Husband?! – he wailed, trying to read his face and extract some information from there.
- Zewu-Jun... - he breathed, approaching his face so much that their lips were almost touching. – I think I am pregnant.
Lan Xichen felt numb and breathless. What did it mean?
- But... But... But...we haven't... we didn't... - he was stammering, confused. – How?! – he hiccupped finally.
- I don't know... But... I have been so under the weather for so long... There is no other explanation – my core should have healed it all by now... - he mumbled.
- Sweetheart... Do you really... Do you seriously think you might be...? Oh, Wanyin!!! Oh, love...
He pressed him to his body tightly, enjoying the warmth and the unmistakable scent that was coming from Jiang Wanyin's body in gentle waves. He then remembered that his clothes were still wet, as it was snowing outside, and let him go, but his eyes were brimming with happy tears. So now they both were sitting together in their underclothes, hugging, trembling, too happy to speak.
Zewu-Jun sent a servant to fetch the doctor immediately, telling him not to dare come back without him. And he didn't. It took two days for them to arrive back, as the physician had been busy with another home call. When he entered the bedroom this time, he found the Masters holding each other tight in bed, so engulfed into each other that they never noticed them coming in.
The housekeeper whispered in his ear:
- They have been like that for the last couple of days. It is kind of... amazing. I have never seen anything like it.
The old doctor nodded, but approached carefully – it was still the Lan Clan after all.
- Good day, Masters. Can we start now?
The check-up took longer this time, but Lan Xichen stayed next to his husband all the time, silent and hopeful. The doctor was frowning, asking questions again, observing Sandu Shengshou carefully.
- Tell us, Lǎo Zǐ. – Lan Huan growled impatiently.
- I stand behind my previous opinion, Masters. – he bowed low.
Both of them stared, but Jiang Cheng bit his lip and shivered, very pale, and started getting dressed again.
- So...? - Lan Xichen growled again.
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