Baby wangxian my loves <3

It was a sunny, early morning, with very few people wandering the streets of Yiling. The exception was that of the lans's; Lan qiren, Lan xichen, and Lan zhan.

A small and timid boy was sitting in an alleyway, eating a small stale bit of bread. He was obviously starving and in basic rags. He was homeless, even the blind could see that... maybe this young lan was blind.

Lan qiren had told Lan zhan to go get something he liked, so the young lan had wondered off and found something he liked, as told... a dirty, tiny, wei ying.

When he returned, Lan qiren looks a bit angry and confused at the sight of two children, one holding a simple toy in one hand and the hand of his nephews in the other.

Lan qiren: "Wangji. I told you to go get something you liked."

Lan zhan: "Mn... I did... like wei ying..."