The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Lan Wangji only felt a flash before his eyes, and then he appeared in a fairyland with rich spiritual energy and shrouded in clouds and mist. What caught his eye was a towering tree covered with purple flowers. He thought that this was the Buddha bell flower that Wei Wuxian mentioned that could purify foul air. Before he had time to appreciate the surrounding scenery, he was led by Wei Wuxian to the Buddha bell tree.

“Emperor, I’m back.” Wei Wuxian said in an excited tone.

As he got closer, Lan Wangji discovered that under the Buddhist bell tree, there was an immortal king in purple clothes, with white hair and a naturally noble look, brewing tea. He thought that this person must be the emperor that Wei Wuxian mentioned.

Hearing Wei Wuxian's cheerful and excited voice, she just glanced up and continued to make tea.

“Emperor, this is the second son of the Gusu Lan family that I told you about, Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji. Isn’t he very handsome?” Wei Wuxian had some understanding of Emperor Donghua’s character. He did not care about his coldness and enthusiastically introduced Lan Wangji to him.

“Lan Wangji greets the Emperor.” Lan Wangji has always been particular about etiquette, and after Wei Wuxian introduced himself, he stepped forward and bowed.

Emperor Donghua looked at the handsome, cold-faced young man in white in front of him with a frivolous frown. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had completely opposite personalities, yet they were destined to be together. This fate was amazing.

"No need to be so polite, come and sit down." Two cups of tea were pushed towards them.

“Thank you.” Lan Wangji was about to thank him and bow when Wei Wuxian pulled him towards the table. “Lan Zhan, sit here.”

“Okay.” Lan Wangji could only helplessly sit down in the seat Wei Wuxian had arranged for him, “Sorry for bothering you.”

Wei Wuxian sat next to Lan Wangji, "Emperor, you haven't told me yet, is Lan Zhan very handsome?"

“Wei Ying!” Lan Wangji felt a little embarrassed and annoyed by such a straightforward discussion of appearance.

“Indeed, he is handsome.” Seeing that Lan Wangji was thin-skinned and blushed just by being told that he was handsome, Emperor Donghua wanted to tease him, “Indeed, he is as white as snow, with a graceful demeanor, and he is a handsome young man.”

“Lan Zhan is so handsome that no one can compare to him.” Wei Wuxian was very proud and began to brag. “Lan Zhan is not only good-looking, but also well-versed in various classics. He is also very good at swordsmanship and can play the piano and paint. If he didn’t like to laugh, he would definitely be the number one on the Young Master List…”

"Wei Ying." This was the first time in his life that someone praised him like this in person. Lan Wangji felt very embarrassed. He reached out and tugged at Wei Wuxian's clothes, signaling him to stop talking.

"What's wrong? Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian was talking excitedly and looked at the person who was pulling his clothes in confusion.

“Have some tea.” Seeing that he didn’t understand what he meant, Lan Wangji could only pick up the tea on the table and hand it to Wei Wuxian, hoping to divert his attention.

“Okay, Lan Zhan, you drink too. This is good tea and helps with cultivation.” Wei Wuxian took the tea handed to him and drank half of it in one gulp, not forgetting to ask Lan Wangji to drink as well.

“Okay.” Lan Wangji picked up another cup of tea, blew it gently, and then took a sip. The moment the tea went down his throat, a surge of spiritual power quickly repaired the hidden injuries on his body. He couldn’t help but be shocked that this tea could have such an effect. “This tea…”

“It tastes good, right? Is the spiritual power very strong?” Wei Wuxian looked as if he had finally shared his happiness with someone.

"Hmm, it's good tea!" Lan Wangji suppressed the shock in his heart and took another sip to savor it carefully.

Emperor Donghua looked at the two of them with great interest. The dynamic and the quiet were a perfect match. "Drink more if you like."