"Ah?" Wei Wuxian asks, completely pliant under Lan Wangji's hands, though he does lift the bottle to his mouth for a gulp. "No wonder Nie Mingjue favored braids," he says with another giggle, though this one has a touch of sadness in it. Chifeng-Zun didn't deserve the end he met with.
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"What culture is this, Lan Zhan?"