Ships and Love

Mid Autumn Moon

Lan Xichen x Nie Mingjue

Fluff, Comedy

No Kink

Past

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It was mid autumn, everyone was preparing for the mid autumn festival. After a long hard staring contest with his younger biological brother, he finally relented.

"Fine, go prepare for the mid autumn festival," he sighed.

"Thank you brother!" Nie Huaisang's eyes were sparkling as he hugged his older brother before running away to decorate the sect. Several Nie disciples also cheered in excitement and followed the young man to party in the festive season.

Nie Mingjue just shook his head repeatedly, feeling that childish self that his younger brother had a long time ago. If not for him wanting the younger to toughen up since their parents' death, what would Nie Huaisang be?

He knew that it was a traumatic experience for Nie Huaisang. What if his younger brother had a mother? All this time he had believed that he was being a parental figure for Nie Huaisang, but now, he felt that his parenting skills were indeed lacking.

Though, it was still better than nothing.

Mid autumn was quickly approaching. He was going through several reports made by disciples and teachers alike. However, in the middle of going through the piles of paper, an attendant knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, sect leader?"

Nie Mingjue drank a mouthful of tea before replying, "Come in."

The attendant slid the door open and entered the room that smelt like paper and ink. The sect leader was haggard, as if not sleeping after several thousand years. The teacup stopped emmiting smoke and the ink was almost dried up.

Though, he wasn't there to comment on how the sect leader did things.

"Sect leader, First Young Master Lan sent you a letter of invitation," the attendant spoke in an unhurried voice.

"And?"

"This disciple do not dare open the letter," the attendant spoke. (Any person who worked in a sect is a disciple. The difference between a disciple - worker and a slave - worker is how they address themselves. This attendant is a disciple.)

"Leave it on the table. Remember to take your autumn robes from Huaisang," Nie Mingjue said, "and if he forgot about it, tell him that his monthly salary will be deducted."

"Yes, sect leader. This disciple seeks permission to leave," the attendant said as he bowed. He finally left when Nie Mingjue made a shooing motion with his hand.

Tired and sleepy, something that shouldn't normally happen to cultivators, Nie Mingjue rubbed the space between his eyebrows and took Lan Xichen's letter.

That guy sure had it easy huh... Inviting people to whatever occasions any time he wanted. What if he experienced what he did? The tea even lost its effects.

To Elder Brother Nie,

I have some time off during mid autumn festival. I would like to invite you for a moon sighting in the border town. I hope you can make it.