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Happy Valentine’s!!!! More of WWX in FemMXY’s body? I’m pretty curious as to how things will develop from there!

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Lan Wangji hadn't had any interest in his wife before.

Now that he does, it turns out she has very little to say.

At least about herself. She can go on at length on a variety of topics, something he discovers when he invites her on walks around the grounds after dinner. It had seemed safe, a way for them to speak that offered not only the distraction of their surroundings but a finite end to their interaction. He'd worried about not having enough to say to the woman that he still barely knows after all this time, but she fills the void of chatter easily, talking about cultivation theory and the latest scroll she's read or gushing over Sizhui and the other junior cultivators.

When he turns the questions to more personal subjects, all her words dry up.

"What was your childhood like?" he asks.

Xuanyu makes a face. "Complicated. How was yours?"

He hadn't been prepared for it to be turned back on him so quickly. "Also complicated." He gives it another moment of thought. "Satisfactory."

He hadn't had a bad childhood, he doesn't think, all things considered. Others had certainly had it worse. His uncle, whatever his faults, had stood by his and Xichen's side their whole lives. Many people did not have even that.

Xuanyu doesn't touch him normally, but just then she reaches out and squeezes his arm. It's quick but not dismissive, a quick gentle pressure on his skin before she's talking about the latest volume of poetry she's picked up.

"What do you want?" he tries. She's seems happy enough here, training and reading, but as Xichen has told him many times that's not a life.

If he knows what she wants, then he can give it to her.

The look on her face is distant and melancholy and causes his heart to seize in his chest. She says, "To do the right thing," and won't elaborate.

Later he goes to Xichen, frustrated, and demands, "Was getting to know Jin Guangyao this difficult?"

"Worse," he says, which isn't what he'd been expecting. "He won't even tell me all his allergies."

"Why?" he asks.

"Likely so he can frame me for murder if I irritate him enough," he says, warm and fond even as he says one of the most concerning things Lan Wangji has ever heard from him.

Maybe his own Jin isn't worth complaining about. At least he doesn't think that Xuanyu would ever frame him for murder.