The water ghoul had been resolved, and all the missing people had been found. The rest of the matters were no longer for Wei Wuxian and the others to manage. Bidding farewell to Lan Xichen, the group returned directly to the Burial Mounds in Yiling.
The night was very dark, with a scattering of bright stars across the sky. The lanterns along the mountain paths of the Burial Mounds were all lit. Upon their return, the group exchanged few words and retired to their respective rooms to sleep.
By the Mao hour in June, the sky had long since brightened. As the first ray of sunlight illuminated the earth, Lan Wangji opened his eyes. He turned his head to gaze at Wei Wuxian, who was leaning against his shoulder, his light-colored, glazed eyes filled with tenderness.
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