The Assassin and the Crown Prince (WangXian Fan Fiction)

Call Me Lan Zhan

The Kingdom of the Blue Dragon was enveloped with rain. The streets were empty and all the people are inside their own homes, securing themselves form the strong winds that accompanied the rain.

The Imperial Palace was quiet and no noise can be heard except for the soldiers footsteps as they patrol around the compound, ensuring that no intruders are able to enter.

In the chambers of the Crown Prince, only a single candle was flickering in the dark, illuminating two sleeping figures.

One was lying on the bed, his chest slowly rising up and down, while the other was sitting near him, not letting go of his hand.

The rain was getting louder, the sound of thunder echoing in the palace halls accompanying the drip drop sounds that the rain makes at it hits the roof.

All of the sudden, the lying figures eyes opened and his body shot up as he held his chest, trying to catch his breath.

This alerted the other figure and he also woke up. Wei Ying! Are you alright? He asked, quickly sitting beside the other person.

Im- Im fine. Wei Ying replied as his breath slowly steadied. Where am I? He looked around, but the room was too dark for him to see anything.

Youre in my chambers. The other person answered. He then stood up and lit a few more candles, making the room brighter.

Your Royal Highness! Wei Ying said, shocked as he finally saw the other persons face. He was about to go down from the bed and bow but the prince stopped him.

No need for curtsies. You are injured and must rest. Lan Zhan said, stopping the other from kneeling. You must be hungry. Ill bring you your meal.

Lan Zhan then went out of the room, not letting Wei Ying protest to his words. A few minutes later, he came back inside the room, a few maids following behind him.

After placing all the plates of dishes down, the maids bowed and left the room. Wei Ying was about to stand up and go towards the table but the prince stopped him.

Stay. Ill bring the dishes over.

Butyour highness Wei Ying tried to protest.

Lan Zhan. The Crown Prince said, sitting beside the younger with a bowl of congee on his hand.

Huh? Wei Ying looked at him with a confused expression.

Call me Lan Zhan, Wei Ying. The older clarified, making the other widen his eyes and wave his hand in the air with panic.

Your Highness, I couldnt possibly

Hmmm, what was that? Lan Zhan looked at younger with an unexplained expression which made the younger lower his gaze and slowly nod his head.

L-Lan Zhan. Wei Ying shyly said and the older nodded in satisfaction.

Eat. You need to have something in your stomach. Lan Zhan said, making Wei Ying blush as he saw that the prince had the spoon near his lips, waiting for him to open them.