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"Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan! Look at what delicious food I've brought for you again~"
Lan Wangji's hand holding the brush suddenly paused, the wolf hair brush swerved, and instantly a ink flower fell on the homework being reviewed. He was feeling slightly guilty, but after seeing the signature—oh, Lan Jingyi—he no longer felt any guilt, as if nothing had happened, he lightly marked a "good" and closed it, placing it aside.
"Lan Zhan! I'm back!"
Calculating his age, even if we subtract those carefree teenage years, Wei Wuxian is now in his twenties. But perhaps it's because he has regained his original appearance, he is now as lively as he was when he was studying. Just now, he skipped in with a delicate sandalwood food box, like a playful little deer.
"What food did you buy again?"
"Hehe, guess!"
"I don't know."
"Lan Zhan, how can you have been with me for so long and still be so uninteresting? I ask you to guess, and you should act like you don't know much, and then beg me to tell you, that's the fun part!"
"Okay, then I guess..."
"Don't, it's not necessary, it's late! Hmph!"
Lan Wangji saw Wei Wuxian's little temper coming up again, so he quickly pulled him into his arms, comforting him affectionately by nuzzling his neck. Fortunately, Wei Wuxian also fell for this move, allowing Lan Wangji to be unrestrained in his affection.
It's strange to say, but in the past ten days or so, Wei Wuxian has been bringing back all sorts of food from outside every day, with a variety of flavors including sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. If he can't buy it in the Tsaiyi Town, he instructs the disciples who go out for night hunting to help bring it back. The first time he bought a whole box of snacks, Lan Wangji thought Wei Wuxian had bought it to offer as a sacrifice, but he didn't expect that all these snacks ended up in his stomach.
Lan Wangji has never been one to indulge in food and drink, and after reaching the peak of the Golden Core realm in the past two years, he can even fast for a long time. However, Wei Wuxian enjoys sharing food with his partner, so he never misses a meal to eat together.
"Mmm, okay, stop kissing. I didn't ask you to come and eat me, but to eat proper food."
"Mwah!"
Although he is a hardworking person who never stops, Wei Wuxian is fatally attracted to Lan Wangji at all times and in all places. It is still daytime, and there are many disciples' assignments on the desk waiting to be reviewed. Lan Wangji can only give a loud kiss and let go of Wei Wuxian.
"Look at what I brought for you, DaDa~!"
"bird's nest?"
"Yes, it's bird's nest. This time I spent a lot of money to buy Golden Thread Blood Swallow, enough for you to drink as much as you want!"
the Lan Family Although the family is wealthy and the daily medicinal meals cost a hundred gold, they have never been extravagant enough to buy bird's nest as a dessert. Only the fifth elder's medicine room has some ordinary white swallows used in medicine. Even white swallows are a luxury that most families cannot afford.
"Why?"
"Why what? If you want to buy it, just buy it."
"Wei Ying, is there something you're hiding from me?"
"My dear Second Young Master Lord Hanguang, what could I possibly hide from you? You've seen and touched every part of me, inside and out..."
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Hmph! When you were so enthusiastic on top of me last night, I didn't see you holding back at all."
In terms of eloquence, even if Lan Wangji were to cultivate for another ten lifetimes, he still wouldn't be able to outtalk Wei Wuxian. Blushing with two exposed ears, he looked at the person with a solemn expression, as if demanding a truthful confession. Lan Wangji knew that Wei Wuxian couldn't resist his sincere yet slightly innocent gaze, but Wei Wuxian was no pushover.
"What's this? As Mrs. Second Lan, am I not allowed to mention my husband?"
With one " Mrs. Second Lan" on the left and a "husband" on the right, Lan Wangji's heart was unexpectedly touched, and he felt an instant surge of joy. Normally, Wei Wuxian didn't often refer to himself as "Mrs. Second Lan", and only called out "husband" a few times in the privacy of their chambers when seeking forgiveness. But today, he had called out both at once.
"Since you are my wife, of course I will say it." (Holding her)
"Lan Zhan, I had to ask Sizhui and Jingyi to search for this Siamese merchant for a long time. I bought it just to nourish you. Look at you, Lost in the Clouds is always so busy, you still have to go out hunting every few days, and you have to take care of me all the time. So, of course, I have to take care of you too. Don't you think so?"
"Mm."
Being cared for by someone is definitely one of the happiest feelings in the world. Lan Wangji was deeply moved, and the surging emotions were almost unstoppable. He was about to disregard the clear sky and bright sun and make a big move, but was pushed back by a palm strike to the forehead from Wei Wuxian.
"!!!??"
"I haven't finished my work yet, what are you thinking? It's daytime, it's daytime! Lord Hanguang can't be so reckless~"
Wei Wuxian spoke with righteous and stern words, but the teasing in his eyes couldn't be hidden, causing Lan Wangji to lightly pat his round buttocks.
"Oh dear! You're hitting my butt again!"
"Not obedient."
"Okay, I won't be obedient. How about Second Brother Lan being obedient? Hurry up, drink it all."
"Do I have to drink it?"
"Definitely have to drink~ Come, let me feed my husband."
The amount in a bowl of Golden Thread Blood Swallow is not large. After scooping a dozen or so spoonfuls, Wei Wuxian was very satisfied with his thoughtful behavior.
"Okay, I've finished the portion for the afternoon, there's still some for the evening."
"There's still some for the evening?"
"Ah~ Not only tonight, but also tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be two bowls every day."
"......"
"You can rest assured and drink. After you finish the bird's nest, I will find some other good things for you to eat~ I'm leaving now. The evening bowl is probably stewing, I'll go check on the heat."
The happy little deer bounced in and then bounced out, leaving behind Lan Wangji's wrinkled robe and the Golden Thread Blood Swallow in his belly, as if no one had ever been in the Jing Shi.
At night, Wei Wuxian, as he had done for the past ten days, took the initiative to help Lan Wangji change clothes, and even insisted on kissing him, before finally putting everything back in its place, as a return gift for the Golden Thread Blood Swallow. After this teasing and provocation, he handed back control to Lan Wangji. Although Lan Wangji was puzzled by Wei Wuxian's recent initiative, as long as Wei Wuxian was happy, he would indulge him, since he was the one who was most satisfied.
In these days of delicious food and attentive service, Lan Wangji enjoyed for more than two months, until one day, he accidentally discovered a notebook he had never seen before while tidying up the bookshelf - "Daily Experiments" - judging by the handwriting, it was definitely Wei Wuxian's.
Daily Experiments? What is this? Daily... daily... just based on these two words, Lan Wangji had a hunch that the contents of this notebook were probably not something serious. Upon flipping it open, it was indeed so.
Days 1-3: Eat strawberries, slightly sweet in taste.
Days 4-7: Eat sea buckthorn berries, sour and astringent in taste.
Eighth to tenth: Eat cucumbers, with a light taste that is refreshing and not greasy.
Eleventh: Eat sweet rice balls in fermented rice wine, with a sticky fragrance and a sweet aftertaste.
Twelfth to fourteenth: Eat ginseng chicken soup, with a strong and slightly bitter taste.
Fifteen to eighteen: Eating Golden Thread Blood Swallow, it has a clear sweet taste and a dense texture.
......
The above records the various foods Wei Wuxian has prepared for him over the past two months, but the taste recorded is quite different from what he actually experienced. Some even seem completely opposite. Take the ginseng chicken soup for example, it tasted fresh and fragrant to him, so how could it have a strong fishy taste? Bitter? He doesn't remember it being bitter at all?
"Ah! Lan Zhan! You peeked at my notes!"
Wei Wuxian, who knows when he came back, snatched the notes and hugged them to his chest like protecting a calf, pouting and glaring at Lan Wangji.
"Wei Ying, this notebook..."
"Mine!"
"I know it's you."
"You know and still peek! Lan Zhan, you've become quite skilled! Now you even know how to sneak a look at my notes!"
"Is this important?"
"Mm! Very important!"
"Can't even I see it?"
It's true that those who are close to vermilion are stained red, and those who are close to ink are stained black. Lan Wangji has also learned a bit of the skill of being stubborn from Wei Wuxian, and he uses it well, with a particularly precise degree of control. The lost look in his eyes, the lowered head, the pursed lips, it's almost as if he's directly written on his face—Unhappy! So sad! Too wronged!
"Oh, come on, don't look at me like that. It's not that I can't show you, it's just... I haven't finished all the experiments yet."
"What kind of experiments, exactly?"
"Do you want to know?"
"Yes. Wei Ying, I want to know everything about you."
Wei Wuxian found it most difficult to resist Lan Wangji's sincerity, and immediately spilled the beans about his grand plan.
"Okay, I'll tell you, but not right now."
"Not right now?"
"Mmm~ You'll know in a few hours."
As the hour of the pig approached, after bathing, Lan Wangji greeted the first round of the day with a skeptical heart. It wasn't until Wei Wuxian wiped his mouth and swallowed that Lan Wangji finally understood the taste of what was recorded in the notes.
Wei Wuxian said that he just wanted to verify whether what was written in the book was true or not. After this experiment, well, it turns out that what you eat really does affect the taste!
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