Lan Wangji gives himself that moment to recall Wei Ying's paperman, the absurd fragility of it in his hands with Wei Ying's unconscious form beside him. Wei Ying's soul, which had already spent thirteen years in fitful, half-aware discontentment, in the flimsiest possible vessel. They needed those answers, but his breath had not quite filled his lungs properly until Wei Ying returned to his new body. "He barely escaped. I called him back just in time. Before Jin Guangyao discovered him, however, he found a land deed for Yunping, and the final piece of Nie Mingjue's body."
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