Night fell, and the Cloud Recesses grew completely quiet. Inside the Jingshi, sealed off by a barrier, it was a scene of intimate splendor. Intermittent pleas for mercy echoed throughout the room until the sky began to grow pale with dawn.
The next day, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian did not wake up until late into the Mao hour, and even then, they were roused only by Lan Sizhui knocking on the door. Blinking sleepily, Wei Wuxian let out a cry of pain as he opened his eyes.
"Wei Ying, are you alright?" Lan Wangji asked.
Chapter 95