He is prepared to make the entire rest of the way back to Cloud Recesses in silence if nobody speaks first. 

C'mon Lan Zhan, you really ought to know him better than that by now. 

"I can't believe you're such a lightweight you can get drunk on one cup of wine." 

"Mn." 

"Did you really not know? Have you never before tasted alcohol, not even once?" 

"Once." 

"Wait, so you did know this would happen?" 

"I was distracted." 

"Haha, am I really so distracting you'd forget something like that?" 

"Wei Ying is always distracting." 

"At least you can admit it now! Remember the lengths I used to have to go to to get you to acknowledge me, Lan Zhan?" 

Lan Wangji's eyes close briefly as his earlobes pink. "I remember." 

"Are there funny stories?"

"Are there ever!" 

"No." 

"Aww, I will have to pass for reasons of intrasect harmony."

"Awwwwwwww. Lan Zhan, lying is forbidden, you know." 

"The stories are not funny." 

They are not. They are deeply treasured and personal. 

"Fuddy-duddy," he grumbles. 

"We could probably catch up to the others if we hurried."

Lan Wangji is so in favor of hurrying. 

"Hanguang-jun! Senior Suan! Young Master Mo! There you are! Was everything alright." 

"Mm." 

"I got noodles," she chirps.

"Ooh!" Jingyi says. 

This is about the extent of the deflecting help she can offer Lan Wangji on concealing his misadventure.