THE MALE OMEGA......🍀🍀🍀

THE LITTLE PRINCE.....😘😘😘

Wei Wuxian concentrated hard on the lotus seeds he was peeling. 

He had almost peeled a hundred by now and given that, he is utterly bored he might just peel a hundred more. Truthfully speaking, he was frustrated. 

Jiang Yanli had a baby boy last week. A loud, Alpha baby boy. Jiang Cheng wrote to him in detail about their nephew but Wei Wuxian was not satisfied. Even though, Jiang Yanli had asked him to name the boy, it just wasn't enough until he saw his nephew, you know.

But, Wei Wuxian was in his ninth month, with a large belly and a very active albeit less troublesome baby in him. Oh, and a very paranoid husband as well. Thus, he can only meet his nephew after his own is born probably.

There! 101 seeds done. Of course, he is also counting them. That's how much bored he is right now.

.....

24 hours later, Wei Wuxian wants to go back to being bored. 

This kind of pain is not funny at all.

Everything was normal. Lan Wangji was playing his Guqin, a soothing song his husband had composed only for him! Wei Wuxian was sprawled on their huge bed, occassionally sleepy when it hit him....

A dazzling pain that had him almost toppling over. If he hadn't been a cultivator, Wei Wuxian would have already cried out in pain. Lan Wangji, whose more than half of the attention is always on the Omega, immediately called for the healers.

Wei Wuxian almost laughed at his anxious face when Wen Qing kicked him out.

"Taizi Fei, this is an anesthesia. It will lessen the pain but you will be awake mostly," Wen Qing said as she fed him the disgusting broth.

A hoard of healers were assisting her.

Wei Wuxian was furiously sweating and almost bit off his lips because of the pain.

Fuck! No one told him about this! Fuck! Fuck!

Wei Wuxian leveled his breathing once he saw Wen Qing with a sharp rectangular knife like thing and closed his eyes.

He just prayed to God that everything should go well....

.... 

Lan Wangji was furiously pacing outside his room, when his family arrived in the Jingshi, each with varying degrees of worry on their face.

Lan Xichen approached him first and squeezed his hand in silent encouragement. Lan Wangji didn't let go of his brother's hand. He doesn't remember the last time he did this... But right now he's anxious enough to forget his age and status and take whatever support his family is willing to provide.

Lan Xichen was no less worried. Especially after Ru Ba Zi's death, he was very anxious for his Didi.

The time is finally here....

For hours and hours on end, there was only the chatters and murmur of healers, mostly Wen Qing, giving orders to the others. Wei Wuxian's voice was barely audible, given he must be tired and exhausted from the pain.

Qingheng-Jun had even forgotten his crown in haste and was anxiously clenching and unclenching his fists.

Not his son please.... He knows what it is like to lose a child. He would never want his child to feel the same pain, ever.

He glanced at Lan Wangji, appearing indifferent but covered in sweat and clutching Lan Xichen's hand like a child.

He hesitated walking upto his son and finally gave up. Wangji had never sought him out after his mother's death. At best, he would go to his Uncle or his Dada, Lan Xichen. Never his father.