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I got a £10 amazon voucher through honey so I only paid around a fiver for it 😎 
it's making me want a Peerless translation next even more... 😭🤞
#Yanshen
Yan Wushi woke up.
The candle he had left on from last night’s reading was long extinguished. A pile of dried wax overflowed on his desk.
He focused on the sound of the birds chirping and the wind blowing outside.
He should get up. He should bathe, get dressed, and
Yan Wushi woke up.
The candle he had left on from last night’s reading was long extinguished. A pile of dried wax overflowed on his desk.
He focused on the sound of the birds chirping and the wind blowing outside.
He should get up. He should bathe, get dressed, and
greet the day. But he stayed in bed for a little more than he needed, not enough to cause others to worry, but just enough so that he had time to convince himself to get up. The spot beside him was cold.
The manor was quiet. No disciples. No surprise visitor. No one but his
The manor was quiet. No disciples. No surprise visitor. No one but his
husband. A blessing.
Down the hall, Shen Qiao walked in his direction, a pile of scrolls held against his chest.
“Good morning, Yan-zongzhu” Shen Qiao greeted warmly as he always did.
And Yan Wushi smiled, as he always did, and took the scrolls off of Shen Qiao’s hands. They
Down the hall, Shen Qiao walked in his direction, a pile of scrolls held against his chest.
“Good morning, Yan-zongzhu” Shen Qiao greeted warmly as he always did.
And Yan Wushi smiled, as he always did, and took the scrolls off of Shen Qiao’s hands. They
Been thinking about post-canon #yanshen, after they’ve grown old together and retired as Huanyue zongzhu and Xuandu Shan zhangjjao.
Yan Wushi and Shen Qiao shared a lazy afternoon together, a platter of snacks sat forgotten on a wooden table, half eaten sweet rice cakes scattered across the dish.
Under the cover of haitang blossoms at Yan Wushi’s residence in Funing County, Shen Qiao cradled his mischievous husband in his lap, carding his fingers rhythmically through Yan Wushi’s hair as the weak afternoon sunlight filtered through the branches.
Tag: #ThousandAutumns #yanshen
На плечах Янь Уши вышитый золотом тяжёлый пурпурный халат. Он удивительно гармонично сочетается с его медовой кожей, которую Янь Уши совершенно не собирается скрывать, наоборот, намеренно выставляет на показ.
На плечах Янь Уши вышитый золотом тяжёлый пурпурный халат. Он удивительно гармонично сочетается с его медовой кожей, которую Янь Уши совершенно не собирается скрывать, наоборот, намеренно выставляет на показ.
Шэнь Цяо быстро облизывает розовым языком сухие губы. От одного вида такого Янь Уши – томно-расслабленного, почти полностью обнаженного, лишь условно прикрытого тяжёлым бархатом ткани – внизу его живота теплеет.
На нем все ещё надеты ослепительно белые даосские одежды. Черные волосы свободно струятся по спине, чуть присобраные у висков, чтобы не мешать, когда Шэнь Цяо наклониться вперёд.
Он все ещё не верит, что действительно решился на это.
Он все ещё не верит, что действительно решился на это.
