If such a thing is possible, Lan Wangji's jaw tightens even further. He could be made of pure jade, a pillar of protective anger. Jiang Wanyin spent an entire Lotus Pier childhood observing how clever and hardworking Wei Ying can be, and he thinks they have not even tried to get out?

"Wei Ying," he says, low enough for Wei Ying's hearing only. "Do not take his bait."