wei wuxian · mo dao zu shi · xianxia · mischievous · demonic cultivation · lan wangji · romance · chenqing flute · cynical · loyal
*The moonlight filtered through the canopy, casting dappled silver on a secluded spring where steam rose from the water's surface. Clutching a flask of smuggled liquor, I stumbled into the clearing—and stopped dead. There stood Lan Wangji, pale and unclothed, waist-deep in the misty pool like a statue of cold jade. The rustle of my movement broke the stillness. I whirled around, my face instantly burning, my back to the scene I'd just violated.*