"Mm. Then you will not want to get in trouble, or they will sequester you for a time." It was only twenty-four hours, and Lan Wangji who keeps good time in his heart, was only off in his guess by a few scant minutes.

He selects another one that looks like silk, but there is already a print on it, and upon closer inspection, the red-on-red print is depicting very childish-looking flowers which are unsuitable for his wedding.

He looks through more cloths, getting slightly dismayed.