Lan Zhan's Untamed (Lan Zhan x Wei Wuxian)

Do I have a chance?

Sitting and listening to the people talk behind your back, is unseemly. The ones present here are all unworthy of you Wei. You were once praised by them, but now they're the same who demean you. Are the praises of a young man just mere words that these people use to satisfy their egos?

Don't your feelings, your heart, your soul mean anything to these men? Wasn't it your blood too that was shed the other day? So why are these people talking ill about you? Who are they? Why am I forced to hear them talk about you this way?

What you did that night, I know. Whether it was right or wrong, this heart is too biased and is in no position to judge you.

All I know is that, it hurts. After that night, I shut myself Wei. I dont remember anything after that night. I am merely existing. Can I come and visit you? I want to. Could I stay with you? Will you allow me?

That thought makes me raise my eyes towards my brother who looks as disturbed as I feel. Could I leave my brother behind? No I can't, can I? He's there because of me. If not for me, I am sure my brother would have truly left everything behind and roamed the realm like a nomad.

So here I am, choosing him over you. Will you be alright, Wei?

They say I, the great Hanguang-Jun is a person who is away from the worldly affairs. But all my affairs start and end with you. If you're not here, nothing else matters. Love.

Should I even care what they speak? For I know it's all unwarranted. Would anyone care if I leave? If not for the promise made to my uncle, I wouldn't even be here. I'd be with WuJi or I would be back at Library Pavilion writing, researching and creating new scores to calm your mind. Wei, I wish I could be like you, not caring the least to what people think.

This banquet makes no sense. When they're gathered here to speak ill about you, it's best for me not to listen to their sadistic thoughts.
But then, my heart wants, what it wants and I hear someone speak up for you.

My eyes seek the speaker.

Mian Mian.

"Young Master Wei Wuxian, is not as bad as you think he is" she retaliates.

It's her. The one from Muaxi Mountain. She's the one for whom Wei has been scarred forever. She's on our side.

"He's a good man. He always helps the one in need. Not a man of jest words" he voice is bold yet respectful. See Wei, there are people who belive in you.

But unfortunately, her words are subdued by the frivolous people sitting here. They question her character as that is the best they can do. And she a fearless cultivator, removes the crest of the Lan Lingjin Sect and walks out with her head held high.

I need to talk to her.

The hall is filled with fury and chaos. Unable to believe that someone could be bold enough to take such a step. Not carring for the like minded inside, I step out to talk to her. Watching her about to descend the stairs, I call for her and she turns. Her eyes widen when they see me and I bow down with reverence.

"Lady Mian"

"Hanguang-Jun" the surprise in her voice is evident.

"Thank You" my voice is deep with gratitude and that's all I need to say. Understanding dawn's in her eyes and she smiles. She remembers our encounter back at the Muaxi Mountain and that I was being thankful for her support towards Wei.

"Hanguang-Jun, there is no need for you to thank me" she pauses "if I am here today, it is because of Young Master Wei, if not for him, I" she shakes her head from a memory that we both are aware about "I know Young Master Wei is fearless. We all know that. He stands by the weak and for justice. I just wish they would understand him just like us". My eyes seeks her's as I am surprised by the word 'us'.