She was never barred from his room or his life. Jiang Yanli was one of a kind - a beautiful, giving soul that thought of others before herself - and Mo Xuanyu could deny her nothing. So his door opened and he glanced at her shyly through his dark strands of hair.

So like Wei Wuxian, but not. Another lost soul that longed for love and acceptance.

And he had found both in Lotus Pier.

"Lady Yanli, you needn't bring me anything."

He was accustomed to going without food, actually. It was now a bad habit.