The wedding for Mo Yuan and Bai Qian was a simple and unassuming affair. Held on Kunlun Mountain, only the Fox family, Lord Pua, Donghua Di Jun, Si Ming and the Disciples were present which was exactly how Mo Yuan wanted it. Their vows were short too, as were the bows to each others parents, ancestors and family and though Bai Qian shed more tears than she cared to under her veil for the happiness at being given this second chance, she had hoped that The Three of the Upper Heavens had been able to attend only Si Ming informed her they never entered their world unless its safety was at great risk.
Under Si Ming, she had learned of every manner of mischief, some of which not even she would have dared to commit, yet in all the time that Si Ming had lived, she was the only one who had ever managed to to get those three into their world, or at least enough to be seen by so many even if their minds were wiped of the memory
So in some small way, she took a little pride in that achievement though she was prudent enough to keep it to herself. Si Ming might have been a bit of a prankster himself, but he took his role as weaver very seriously and forcing those Three into their world was not something to be proud of in his book of fate.
But he was certainly proud to see her married to the man who had once been her Shifu while also proud of the fact that he had taken that title from the War God and not only that, she was the next Queen of Qing Qiu, and his very first student. He decided he quite liked the title and having successfully graduated her into the Fox Clans next weaver, he was on the lookout for his next student and that old mischief that barely lay beneath the surface had him eyeing up yet another of Mo Yuans students.
Taking her off him wasn't enough, not when the rest of the world knew nothing of it, this time he wanted to win his next student fair and square and his eyes were on one in particular, a young boy who almost married a Troll. Liang had a great mind, was studious and responsible, but there was also something else he had noticed during the banquet. The boy not only had a little flare for mischief of his own, but his eyes were on Bai Qian the entire time.
It seemed that had Mo Yuan not already won her affections, this young man might have. Taking Mo Yuans wife off him was one thing, but to then take what could have been a rival before sending him back when he was done as a man worthy of the Fox Clan seemed to tickle his funny bone and for a while he revelled in the thought until evetually he made his way towards the boy with that very thought in mind.
Watching on, Bai Qians eyes almost bulged when she noticed Si Ming joining the youthful banter coming from the Disciples table. It was hard not to see them as brothers anymore, but for Si Ming to actually leave the side lines to join, had her eyes narrowing in on what he was up to. She knew him well enough to know that he did nothing without reason and joining the party meant he was up to something, especially seeing that look in his eye.
"What has you jumping about in your chair?" Mo Yuan whispered when she rose a little to crane her head forward to see better only to quickly sit back down as Mo Yuans hand reached under the table to take her hand.
They had yet to consummate their marriage having decided to attend the banquet first being something they had both agreed on. The last thing either of them wanted was a fuss outside their bed chamber door and seeing her jumping about next him, he wondered if she was growing impatient and wanted to leave. The look in his eyes suggested thats what he thought.
"I'm just wondering what has Si Ming all excited. He never joins the party, thats something he had always adhered to and what he taught me to do when attending functions." she replied without thought, in fact if Si Ming knew she was sharing his knowledge with Mo Yuan he would not be happy, because it was in his own words, sacred knowledge.
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By The Will of the Gods
FanfictionMo Yuan/Si Yin/Bai Qian The Upper Heavens are in full damage control, because Tian Ming The Weaver of Immortal Fates has not only lost Jin Si, his sacred Brush and Ink, but one very naughty little fox has found it. The entire Immortal Realm is...