He stretches out comfortably on the bed beneath him. It's a king sized canopy bed with red curtains and comforter that's vaguely reminiscent of a traditional marriage bed. It's for this reason that none of his other lovers were ever permitted to sleep with him here. Their couplings had always taken place elsewhere.

For a long moment, Wei Ying just stares up at Lan Zhan, studying his face closely. When he finally starts speaking, his words are quiet and carefully even.

"We've been together a really long time, Lan Zhan. Since ancient times. It's all just stories now but we lived it. We were cultivators like in the movies. And you were my husband."

His memory has always been faulty; that hasn't changed since achieving immortality. There's much about their first life that he simply doesn't remember anymore. At least, outside the moments directly related to them.

"...Our paths were different. I studied a dark, forbidden path. I learned to harness resentful energy, the energy of the dead. I wanted to put it to good use for the world. But I couldn't become immortal like you could. I didn't have a golden core. So I found another way but it changed me. My body is no longer human."