Lan Zhan does not especially want to hold the head, but it's worth being carried by Wen Ying. She picks the head up from the street by the hair.

Wen Ying manages to get all three of them back up to the palace, and then she gets Wen Xu thrown in a dungeon and can take the head from Lan Zhan. 

"I'm thinking of sending this to Chifeng-zun as an apology for his dad. What do you think?" she asks, eyeing the severed head critically. 

Lan Zhan nods and strokes Wen Ying's hair approvingly.

She briefly looks around to see if the Nie disciples are back with Nie Huaisang yet, but when she doesn't immediately find them she makes the executive decision to go find dajie again. Lan Zhan's injuries probably aren't too much worse but better safe than sorry. 

(Wen Qing would be very angry if she found out later that Lan Zhan hadn't been brought to her immediately.)

She has Lan Zhan sit down and looks her over. Her head seems to be fine; bruised, but not concussed. Her leg is not noticeably worse. Her ribs are noticeably worse, and Wen Qing is displeased by the breathing trouble. As before, nothing is punctured or badly misaligned, but impact was unfriendly to the already-damaged ribs. Wen Qing determines that a third has sustained a hairline fracture: unproblematic aside from pain.

Wen Qing relays this. The current situation is unpleasant, but with Lan Zhan's strong cultivation base Wen Qing believes she will quickly make a full recovery as long as there is no further damage. She wants Lan Zhan to have two days of bedrest.

"Lan Zhan, if I put you in my bed and promise to join you there as soon as I've dealt with everything time-sensitive, will you please please stay there and not get up looking for me or anything?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Ask Nie-gongxi to bring the head to his brother, put barriers over the lava pits, reassure people that everything is under control, see if there's anything the erstwhile hostages need?"

None of that is especially concerning but Lan Zhan is concerned Anyway. 

"Please, Lan Zhan? If dajie mandated bedrest for me I'd have to do it." 

....reluctant nod.

Wen Qing gives her some more pain medicine before they leave.

"Thank you!!!" 

A dazzling smile and affectionate squeeze, and then Wen Ying brings Lan Zhan to her room and lays her out on the bed and kisses her properly. 

KISS. Kisskisskiss.

"Wen-zongzhu," she murmurs, when they break for air.

Flinch, jerk--

"--Oh! You meant me!" She immediately relaxes. "Sorry, yes, that makes sense, just--habits." 

Oh nooooo. "I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's okay. I'm going to have to get used to hearing that out of nowhere." Kiss kiss light nip of the lower lip. "Maybe you could help?"

Eeeeee. "Won't be alarmed?"

"Mmmm, not if I'm warned." 

"Then I will. Wen-zongzhu." 

Shiver. Kiss. 

Oh good, a better reaction. "Wen-zongzhu. And I am... Wen-furen?"

Shy, pleased blush.

"I guess you would be." Kiss kiss KISS kiss kiss. 

Kiss kiss kiss kiss!

"It seems I have no choice but to rest in bed," kiss, "if it is Wen-zongzhu's order."

"It is. Wen-furen must recover from the injuries so nobly taken in ensuring the downfall of tyrants." Kiss kiss. "Wen-zongzhu would be most deeply grieved if they were aggravated further." Kiss. Gentle stroke of knuckle down cheekbone.