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Also Mu Qing leaves his phone in this world when departing back with no password or any other kind of protection all data accessible(WHICH IS NOT LIKE HIM AT ALL. WHAT IS LIKE HIM IS SCHEMING THO) so the first thing local Feng Xin sees is their wedding photoshoot. Which is pretty thought provoking.

Mu Qing has a big fight with his husband at Shi Qingxuan's lake party and goes to a forest nearby to cool down. Unfortunately he gets lost and spends hours wandering - but don't worry! he'll be found.

At first Mu Qing is relieved to finally see a familiar face, even if it's the face of Hua Cheng though he is dressed a bit too extravagant even for himself and looks even more hostile than usual. He might be pissed off his date was ruined. Xie Lian looks off too but Mu Qing has learned his lesson a long time ago - he doesn't want to know what they are up to. Cosplayforeplay or whatever.

It downs on him that he wandered far away from home when they get out of the forest and he sees his husband in armour with a fucking bow in hands, glaring at him the way his Feng Xin would never do these days.

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AU highlights the original universe Xie Lian gets to see the photos and videos from fengqing's wedding

Mu Qing has a big fight with his husband at Shi Qingxuan's lake party and goes to a forest nearby to cool down. Unfortunately he gets lost and spends hours wandering - but don't worry! he'll be found.

At first Mu Qing is relieved to finally see a familiar face, even if it's the face of Hua Cheng though he is dressed a bit too extravagant even for himself and looks even more hostile than usual. He might be pissed off his date was ruined. Xie Lian looks off too but Mu Qing has learned his lesson a long time ago - he doesn't want to know what they are up to. Cosplayforeplay or whatever.

It downs on him that he wandered far away from home when they get out of the forest and he sees his husband in armour with a fucking bow in hands, glaring at him the way his Feng Xin would never do these days.

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Mu Qing has a big fight with his husband at Shi Qingxuan's lake party and goes to a forest nearby to cool down. Unfortunately he gets lost and spends hours wandering - but don't worry! he'll be found.

At first Mu Qing is relieved to finally see a familiar face, even if it's the face of Hua Cheng though he is dressed a bit too extravagant even for himself and looks even more hostile than usual. He might be pissed off his date was ruined. Xie Lian looks off too but Mu Qing has learned his lesson a long time ago - he doesn't want to know what they are up to. Cosplayforeplay or whatever.

It downs on him that he wandered far away from home when they get out of the forest and he sees his husband in armour with a fucking bow in hands, glaring at him the way his Feng Xin would never glare these days.

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Guy who is touch starved but emotionally repressed goading you into punching him for completely normal reasons

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"We keep walking circles, and meeting each other....I figured out what's going on! The place is cursed!"

"no, I am " Mu Qing says and holds himself from adding " You're just stupid. I know where to go but that fucked up magic keeps bringing me back" Instead he puts his head in his hands and sits still trying to come in terms with the shit he put himself into

"stop moping, what's wrong with you today? we just need to walk together and we'll find our way out!"

Mu Qing doesn't want to walk anywhere he wants to bang his head against the wall with a full god force.

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"Your Highness do you by any chance know how to undo a blessing?"

"A blessing?" Xie Lian looks up at him confused. " Well, I'm not sure if there's a way really... But we can counterbless you harder!" He says cheerfully.

"I'd rather not." He already sees Feng Xin way too much for his liking. Mu Qing supports his head with a hand, watching Xie Lian cut something resembling a dough on the table.

"Do you think your San Lang can curse me, maybe?"

"Huh?!" Xie Lian throws his head up sharply and his kitchen knife burrows into the wood leaving a deep scratch on the surface. "Oh!" he concludes observing the damage

Mu Qing sighs "Nevermind."

Mu Qing asks Pei Ming to bless him to find a lover because he's really tired of that thing he's been having for a certain someone for centuries and Pei Ming does, warning Mu Qing that since he's already in love with someone the blessings might work funny - a caution he doesn't listen to.

Well, the next joint mission they have takes place in a labyrinth and no matter what direction Mu Qing goes he keeps bumping into Feng Xin.

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Wife carry!

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I OVERHEARD SUCH A BRILLIANT CONVERSATION TODAY

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Mu Qing asks Pei Ming to bless him to find a lover because he's really tired of that thing he's been having for a certain someone for centuries and Pei Ming does, warning Mu Qing that since he's already in love with someone the blessings might work funny - a caution he doesn't listen to.

Well, the next joint mission they have takes place in a labyrinth and no matter what direction Mu Qing goes he keeps bumping into Feng Xin.

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( fengqing 🏹⚔️ )

there are some things i know about fq because i saw them irl. for example fx has one dimple

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"I have dreams of you dying."

"Of course you do" Mu Qing responds quickly. Feng Xin can swear he managed to roll his eyes while keeping them shut.

"No, I mean back then." Feng Xin turns away and focuses his gaze on the dirty curtains.[...]

"I don't like them." he whispers not knowing what else to say " they bother me a lot".

I like this part sm u have no idea. I just like this sketch in general but this one dialogue and mu qing keeping being a prideful wayward ass?? They are my everything and I wouldn't want them any other way

Mu Qing is meditating next to him and despite the peaceful nature of the activity gives an impression of a pissed off cat.

The swamps are a neutral territory between their borders: always humid and swarming with mosquitos and restless dead - the place is a headache and even a greedy control freak like Mu Qing prefers "co-owning" to dealing with it alone. Or he just want Feng Xin to suffer too. He would never agree smelling the turf monsters on his own.

So here they are in an old inn sharing a room since apparently the place is extremely popular not only among ghouls. Or maybe the owner is a ghost himself and has an evil plan to choke them with the dust and mold in that casket. To his surprise ever so squirmish Mu Qing sighs heavily and walks inside. Feng Xin thinks that he must be really drained and feels a bit bad knowing that the man probably won't be able to rest properly after the mission.

Nights drag forever when you don't sleep, especially the summer ones. Drained in sweat after the long day of scorching sun at first you're relived when the it hides behind the horizon but it hardly gets better. The thinnest blanket feels like Kiln sticking to your body as you turn and twist trying to settle down.

"You can't do anything about it" he says when Mu Qing gives up pretending it's not bothering him and offers sleeping herbs.

"I have eight centuries of medical experience, you think I don't know how to treat insomnia?"

"I can fall asleep just fine", Feng Xin starts feeling agitated. Gods, the asshole is certainly experienced in being annoying and pulling his last nerve.

"So what's wrong?" Mu Qing sounds like he's winding up too.

"None of your business! Why the hell do you care?"

A bit of silence.

"Then suffer." the man seems to lose the remaining energy. "Just try not to make noise again" He closes his eyes and returns to meditation. Feng Xin feels a pang of frustration and somehow disappointment. Shame maybe. Mu Qing meant well it's not his fault he can't help.

He watches the man and feels his own exhaustion wash over him. He wishes he could just go to sleep but he wouldn't be able to rest when....

"I have dreams of you dying."

"Of course you do" Mu Qing responds quickly. Feng Xin can swear he managed to roll his eyes while keeping them shut.

"No I mean back then." Feng Xin turns away and focuses his gaze on the dirty curtains. He hesitates trying to come up with words to describe the endless nightmares that have been plaguing him lately.

Mu Qing falling into lava, Mu Qing bleeding to death, Mu Qing tortured to death by the Jun Wu him passing away in the medical tent he spent few weeks at. A tragedy after tragedy each night until he wakes up feeling even more tired than before.

When he turns back Mu Qing observes his face quietly.

"I don't like them." he whispers not knowing what else to say " they bother me a lot".

Words hang in silence. Somehow the confession seems bigger than it is. He's putting something into Mu Qing's hands and doesn't even know what it is.

"You did it though. You saved me. No matter how much i hate it you saved my life."

This takes Feng Xin by surprise and makes him chuckle. What an proudful ass!

"I'm not afraid to die for a good reason." Mu Qing continues calmly " And I don't need anyone to rescue me - but as long as you're around no matter what I think about it you will pull some shit and get me out. In spite of my opinion just to piss me off"

Feng Xin hums. Mu Qing being an ungrateful ass he is is surprisingly relaxing "What if I fail to do it one day?"

"Oh, you never fail to make me mad. This you can be trusted"

A wave of warmth washes over him. Mu Qing has that way of saying things indirectly Feng Xin got familiar with in the past few months. Passages of indifference are a way to hide a soft vulnerable something. But as he sits in front of him dressed only in the inner robes clinging to his body (not a look many people saw a great general Xuan Zhen in!) talking in that soft calm tone not meeting his eyes the veil of confusing statements seems a bit lighter and the outline of something is almost recognisable behind it. So Feng Xin takes his chance and makes an assumption.

"I'm glad you trust me - because I would do it again. I hope you will be mad at me forever if it means you're alive."He can swear Mu Qing's ears flush pink.

"Go sleep." He turns away pointedly. "And if you get one of those dreams again - I will wake you up" he adds quietly shooting Feng Xin a glance before finally facing away.

Feng Xin is still smiling as he makes himself comfortable on his pillow and allows himself to finally rest.

***

That night he dreams of Mount Tonglu - and it happens again: the fire, the leap but Mu Qing's in his arms as he should be. Scared then confused then angry at him and alive. And as he screams at him for getting him out, or for being too slow, or for gods know what else Feng Xin leans on and gives him a kiss on the lips to make sure he stays mad a bit longer.

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"if mu qing is light weight why heavy carry around"

fx probably

Who do we think is the most light-weight between Mu Qing and Feng Xin?

Like on the one hand it would make sense for Mu Qing to have an extremely low alcohol tolerance because of the whole abstinence situation.

But on the other hand light-weight Feng Xin would be so much fun.

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english is not my first language(as you have probably guessed) and one thing about it that I absolutely hate is the punctuation. esp in dialogues. i made my peace with presentsimplefuturepastcontiniouses but not fucking commas and quotation marks

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Mu Qing is meditating next to him and despite the peaceful nature of the activity gives an impression of a pissed off cat.

The swamps are a neutral territory between their borders: always humid and swarming with mosquitos and restless dead - the place is a headache and even a greedy control freak like Mu Qing prefers "co-owning" to dealing with it alone. Or he just want Feng Xin to suffer too. He would never agree smelling the turf monsters on his own.

So here they are in an old inn sharing a room since apparently the place is extremely popular not only among ghouls. Or maybe the owner is a ghost himself and has an evil plan to choke them with the dust and mold in that casket. To his surprise ever so squirmish Mu Qing sighs heavily and walks inside. Feng Xin thinks that he must be really drained and feels a bit bad knowing that the man probably won't be able to rest properly after the mission.

Nights drag forever when you don't sleep, especially the summer ones. Drained in sweat after the long day of scorching sun at first you're relived when the it hides behind the horizon but it hardly gets better. The thinnest blanket feels like Kiln sticking to your body as you turn and twist trying to settle down.

"You can't do anything about it" he says when Mu Qing gives up pretending it's not bothering him and offers sleeping herbs.

"I have eight centuries of medical experience, you think I don't know how to treat insomnia?"

"I can fall asleep just fine", Feng Xin starts feeling agitated. Gods, the asshole is certainly experienced in being annoying and pulling his last nerve.

"So what's wrong?" Mu Qing sounds like he's winding up too.

"None of your business! Why the hell do you care?"

A bit of silence.

"Then suffer." the man seems to lose the remaining energy. "Just try not to make noise again" He closes his eyes and returns to meditation. Feng Xin feels a pang of frustration and somehow disappointment. Shame maybe. Mu Qing meant well it's not his fault he can't help.

He watches the man and feels his own exhaustion wash over him. He wishes he could just go to sleep but he wouldn't be able to rest when....

"I have dreams of you dying."

"Of course you do" Mu Qing responds quickly. Feng Xin can swear he managed to roll his eyes while keeping them shut.

"No I mean back then." Feng Xin turns away and focuses his gaze on the dirty curtains. He hesitates trying to come up with words to describe the endless nightmares that have been plaguing him lately.

Mu Qing falling into lava, Mu Qing bleeding to death, Mu Qing tortured to death by the Jun Wu him passing away in the medical tent he spent few weeks at. A tragedy after tragedy each night until he wakes up feeling even more tired than before.

When he turns back Mu Qing observes his face quietly.

"I don't like them." he whispers not knowing what else to say " they bother me a lot".

Words hang in silence. Somehow the confession seems bigger than it is. He's putting something into Mu Qing's hands and doesn't even know what it is.

"You did it though. You saved me. No matter how much i hate it you saved my life."

This takes Feng Xin by surprise and makes him chuckle. What an proudful ass!

"I'm not afraid to die for a good reason." Mu Qing continues calmly " And I don't need anyone to rescue me - but as long as you're around no matter what I think about it you will pull some shit and get me out. In spite of my opinion just to piss me off"

Feng Xin hums. Mu Qing being an ungrateful ass he is is surprisingly relaxing "What if I fail to do it one day?"

"Oh, you never fail to make me mad. This you can be trusted"

A wave of warmth washes over him. Mu Qing has that way of saying things indirectly Feng Xin got familiar with in the past few months. Passages of indifference are a way to hide a soft vulnerable something. But as he sits in front of him dressed only in the inner robes clinging to his body (not a look many people saw a great general Xuan Zhen in!) talking in that soft calm tone not meeting his eyes the veil of confusing statements seems a bit lighter and the outline of something is almost recognisable behind it. So Feng Xin takes his chance and makes an assumption.

"I'm glad you trust me - because I would do it again. I hope you will be mad at me forever if it means you're alive."He can swear Mu Qing's ears flush pink.

"Go sleep." He turns away pointedly. "And if you get one of those dreams again - I will wake you up" he adds quietly shooting Feng Xin a glance before finally facing away.

Feng Xin is still smiling as he makes himself comfortable on his pillow and allows himself to finally rest.

***

That night he dreams of Mount Tonglu - and it happens again: the fire, the leap but Mu Qing's in his arms as he should be. Scared then confused then angry at him and alive. And as he screams at him for getting him out, or for being too slow, or for gods know what else Feng Xin leans on and gives him a kiss on the lips to make sure he stays mad a bit longer.

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went through my drafts because (i have like 300 of them and need to post something) and this one made me wheeze

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mu qing having a talent for singing/poetry would be so funny imagine you have the most beautiful voice on earth but can't use it because you're an emotionally constipated bitch

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chaotic the princess and the frog fengqing au anyone?

hua cheng turns feng xin into a frog just because he finds him annoying and spending too much time around a certain someone. feng xin kisses mu qing, who's napping after his shift at one of his works, mistaking him for a woman and now they both are frogs screaming at each other.

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