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i know it makes sense for their characters or whatever and that i should just be glad that monarch industry had a happy ending but the fact that wang xuan and xiao qi don't become emperor and empress at the end reallllyyyy pisses me off 😭
#and apparently it was the novel ending too#so like. showrunners#instead of writing all that zitan stuff#we coulda had set-up towards them being the rulers of the empire?!#what are we doing people?!?!#rebel princess#the rebel princess#monarch industry#xiao qi#wang xuan#a'wu
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jiwu giving us some real zitan energy in this last arc
bonus shot of his sectmates realizing their newly appointed boss is, in fact, a zitan:
#till the end of the moon#monarch industry#cdrama#zitan: the benchmark for This Guy Probably Shouldnt Have This Job#tteotm
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The Untamed costumes extra:
Waist ornaments
We all know the beautiful, tasseled ornaments the Twin Jades wear hanging from their belts:
So, I thought an extra costume post looking at these and other waist ornaments seen in the Untamed might be called for.
Various kinds of waist ornaments, yaopei, have tradionally been worn with hanfu. The long tasseled jade waist pendants often seen in historical c-drama (and in the Untamed), are the type of yaopei called jinbu that were originally worn to hold down the hanfu skirts; @ziseviolet who runs an amazing blog on hanfu has this excellent post that provides more information.
So, in addition to the esteemed Lan brothers, who else wears a jinbu in the Untamed? Let's start with... him.
Jin Guangshan is wearing what to me looks like the most traditional style of jinbu among those seen in the Untamed. It comprises a carved nefrite jade (hetian jade?) piece that looks like it might be a variation of double dragon head huang (the lower picture is a piece from Han Dynasty era, shamelessly stolen from the net). From the jade are hanging three pendants of various yellow gemstones, perhaps yellow topaz and amber?, each adorned with a golden yellow tassel.
And we have more Jins wearing jinbu. No, not Jin Zixuan, who actually dresses rather modestly to be called a Peacock, but his half-brother.
Chief Cultivator Jin Guangyao wears not one but two identical waist ornaments hanging from his jade-decorated belt. The pieces comprise tassels of the same yellow as Jin Guangshan's, and beads of silver and various gemstones in red (ruby or garnet?), yellow (topaz?) and dark gray (that's a tough one... translucent black jade?), but I have not managed to find a good close-up shot of them. Do you know how many in-focus below-the-waist close-ups the are in the Untamed? Not bloody nearly many enough! Also, a little side note here! I have been watching the Monarch Industry / Rebel Princess, and just noticed that Emperor Ma Zitan wears rather similar double waist ornaments with one of his outfits. So this is probably a specific style of jinbu?
And we have Jin Ling, who wears the Jiang Clarity Bell hanging from his waist (the only one seen to wear it thus in the Untamed).
Jin Ling's waist ornament is quite interesting, because in addition to the small silver bells (two instead of one) it has two carved Bodhi Root beads (one depicting a lotus bud), a carved lotus pendant in what looks like white nephrite jade, and pale yellow double tassels with silver caps; identical to the ornament Jiang Yanli drops onto a stone, breaking the jade pendant, while waiting for news from Lotus Pier after the Wen attack.
So, do all Jiang Clarity Bells have the same construction? Are they all identical? It doesn't seem to be the case: at least the one Jiang Yanli gives to Wei Wuxian in Yiling before her wedding is different, with a different kind of large lotus bead:
So it seems that the waist ornament Jin Ling wears is the one that belonged to his mother, with the broken jade pendant repaired or, perhaps more likely, carved anew at some point before Jiang Yanli's death. If that is the case, Jin Ling has something from both of his parents: his father's sword and his mother's clarity bell. I do not remember if that was mentioned to be the case in the novel?
Talking about Jiang Yanli, she is the only woman in the Untamed seen wearing a jinbu. This takes place during the Phoenix Mountain hunt and when she stays at Jinlintai afterwards, and both her outfit and the jinbu are clearly Jin in style.
The jinbu comprises various silver beads together with a red, a yellow and a dark grey gemstone bead (similar combination as later worn by Jin Guangyao) and what seems to be a flower of some kind (not a peony, though), also in silver. And the Jin-yellow tassel.
Let's get back to the jinbu that the esteemed Lan brothers wear, which are quite distinctive. In addition to the two jade rings, they have some additional beads in silver and gemstones, and a long tassel.
The jade rings in Lan Wangji's jinbu are, I think, the finest white mutton fat hetian nephrite. Zooming in on the left image, it seems that the rings are not smooth, but might actually have carvings on them. If that is the case I'm guessing it could be a cloud motif of some kind, perhaps something similar as on the jade rings in the bottom image (again, found in the net). The additional gemstones seem to be either blue or colourless, perhaps topaz and aquamarine. The tassel is grey, similar to the tassel on Bichen.
Lan Xichen's jinbu has jade rings of what seems like translucent moss-in-snow type of jadeite, similar to the bangle in the bottom right image. Similar to Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen has additional silver as well as blue and clear gemstone beads in his jinbu, including a rather large blue stone above his tassel. It also seems there is a reddish bead, close to the top (seen in the uppermost image). Lan Xichen's tassel is very dark blue, nearly black, a similar shade as also found in Shuoyue's and Liebing's tassels.
In addition to the Twin Jades, Lan Qiren also wears a jinbu, but his is somewhat different from those worn by his nephews: instead of the distinctive two jade rings, Lan Qiren's jinbu has a large, flat medallion of white, carved nephrite jade and a decorative chinese knot. Unfortunately, I was not able to find any clear close-up shots of either one, so I'm not able to say anything more precise about them... If I come across any later, I'll update this.
The additional beads in the Grandmaster's jinbu are quite small, and seem to be rather dark (blue?) in colour, but it is quite impossible to see what stone they might be made of (lapis lazuli might be one option). The tassel of his jinbu is also grey, or perhaps bluish grey.
To end this, I should perhaps point out that even if I've made the assumption that the additional beads would be gemstones, I've understood glass beads were also traditionally used, so coloured glass might also be a feasible option, also in-universe.
But what would I give for a few clear closeups!
#the untamed costumes#waist ornaments#jinbu#theuntameddaily#the twin jades#lan wangji#lan xichen#jin guangshan#jin guangyao#jin ling#jiang yanli#jiang clarity bell#lan giren#long post#guzhuang#mine
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Monarch Industry - Rewatch
Restarting Monarch Industry like I'm not already watching five other shows right now because @jellyfishesandart is an evil influence 😭
But then again, it is true that I can never have enough of Zhou Yiwei on my screen. I love him to bits!
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Ugh, cutiepie! 😭
The irony of her feeling so safe with him, smh.
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Xiao Qi, my beloved 🖤
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I love how impressive this throne looks in the beginning, but then gets progressively duller and more worthless as the show progresses.
There is no respect left for it as a symbol of the nation by the time we get to the end.
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LMAO, oh, Zitan 😅
And I was so ready to love him back when I first watched this because he's just gorgeous 😔 Pity he has no character to match.
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I will never be over the amount of PRESENCE this man has 😭
He's so still and steady, yet he dominates every scene he's in, he just radiates power 🔥🔥
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The power of this 🔥🔥
If the main couple had not been so rock-solid in this, I would have 100% been shipping this!!
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He is the hottest man alive and I'm not taking criticism.
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Oh, Potato, you have no idea how wrong you are 🙄
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So so wrong, all the time, every time.
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LMAO, these idiots 🤣🤣
They were so happy here 😢
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Aww, his shy little smile 🤗
I love him to pieces 🖤
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Such a beautiful man 🖤
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The closing song is just so beautiful 😭
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Vintage Chinese Zitan Wood Bagua Abacus w Shelf https://www.invaluable.com/auction-lot/vintage-chinese-zitan-wood-bagua-abacus-w-shelf-396-c-1ac4e93aeb?objectID=179558279&algIndex=upcoming_lots_lotNumber_asc_prod&queryID=ea73d9153730fe667201b47ab7ab044e
#woodstatue#handmade#asianart#chineseart#homedecor#artcollection#yinyang#bagua#chineseantique#chineseartistsinc
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Once the construction got underway, Suyin started leaving. The first time she disappeared without word, Baatar had entered an acute state of panic, pacing up and down the campsite in the valley and the halls of the Gaoling estate, politely urging the Beifongs to contact the authorities and report her missing. But Su’s grandparents had merely sat on their zitan wood dais, sipping plum wine, wholly unbothered by the question of her whereabouts.
“Oh, she does that sometimes, dear,” Lady Poppy said with a sympathetic smile. “She’ll be back when she’s ready.”
“Like an alley cat when it runs out of food,” Lord Lao grumbled.
As he continued with his designs of the city proper, Baatar kept one eye on the horizon, waiting for her the way crops await the rain.
When she returned in her little green jeep more than a week later, there was a massive convoy of platinum following behind her. She walked up to the building site, smiling like a victorious general fresh from battle, and threw her arms around him.
“Missed me?” she purred into his ear, and Baatar’s collar felt suddenly tight around his neck.
“Um, Su, w-where did you get all this platinum?”
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to.”
#sutar#suyin beifong#baatar sr#legend of korra#lok#tlok#not me finally finishing my sutar origin story!
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MY GOODNESS
I don't even ship Awu and Zitan, but I'm still here crying for them 😭
This is how a show should be
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nephrite jade cup carved in openwork design of peonies, magnolias, and plum blossom, 17th-18th century. on openwork zitan wooden stand, 1700-1850.
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Everlasting - Part Four - III
Pairing: Dongfang Qingcang/Xiao Lanhua
Chapter Tags: Canon typical violence, hurt/comfort, AU elements
Gulping in each breath, her hands lead the book down to the small platform on an unsteady path. She manages to resist a yawn as she picks it up and reads the shimmering veins flowing through the leaf, perfectly intact. The damage had been extensive. She and Da Mutou had caused a lot of harm with their tugging.
That's not the only damage that's been caused due to our disagreements, she remembers with a wry grin, her eyes drifting across the low table they've shared tea and dessert at many times.
“Little Orchid, were you able to fix the Destiny Book?” Lord Changheng inquires from his seated lotus position about a dozen chi away.
Her heart kicks the walls of her throat without mercy, her pulse near visible in the wrist of her hand gripping the Destiny Book. She keeps her gaze fixed on the wooden stand attached securely to the platform.
She gives no answer.
“Little Orchid…?”
My instincts had known, hadn't they? That's why–
“Is there a problem?”
The moment he rises to his feet, she surges to her own, clutching the Destiny Book to her belly.
He stiffens, eyebrows pinched together, but doesn't move closer.
Her eyes give a covert search of her surroundings. Seconds pass as sweat beads along the back of her neck trapped underneath her hair. All she needs is time. Now that she's aware, she just needs to give him time.
Lord Changheng opens his mouth–
“No problem!” she insists bright and clear, flapping her hands, wishing to shake away the tension. “I just– I, um… food!” She snatches up a platter from the platform.
Lord Changheng steps towards her in clear puzzlement. “Food?”
Lowered eyes - not so much that she can't see him - puckered bottom lip, slumped shoulders, and pitious tone. She displays her full pout while explaining, “I'm just weak grass, and this Destiny Book was badly damaged. I need more energy to heal it fully.” A remorseful dip to her head tops it off. “Sorry, Changheng.”
At this, his eyebrows lift with the corners of his mouth, revealing a soft, sunny countenance. “I see. And what would you like?”
A chi away now. Icicles stab down her spine, slicing through every nerve they encounter. A breath struggles its way out of her. “I-I, um—”
Her chin is pinched between thumb and finger, lifting her face to his. His expression has not changed, but a frantic drumming in her gut tells her she has failed to deceive him.
Whatever cloying words he tells her are lost to her ears in the rush of adrenaline flooding her veins. The book is shifted to one hand. She clenches her eyes shut.
Swing.
The sturdy platter of zitan wood shatters against the imposter's face as easily as the twin Da Motou broke.
In the wake of plinking wood and his shocked shout, she runs.
Pillars and railing flash by her sides. Her magic builds in panicked preparation. A waterfall pressing against a dam.
Opulent blankets, pillows, and drapes fill her mind. His bed chambers.
She can't make it.
They had ridden Shangque when they went to the Cangyan Sea. Of course she can't teleport there.
But—
A cool demand resounds from all sides.
“Hand her over.”
Her feet slip from under her. Pain explodes through her knees, radiating outward in repetitious waves.
“Da Mutou!”
Her body skids. The world dips under her. Sharp blows thundering down her side and torso in her tumble. Spilled over the brief steps, her body splays out to a halt.
“Da Mutou, I'm here!” The copper tasting cry feels as if it's punched from her shaking form.
“Search all you want, Dongfang Qingcang,” an unfamiliar cadence that unsettles and chills taunts with a satisfied chuckle. “This is the Thousand Dreamland. You're more likely to be trapped in a false dream than ever finding the true one. But even if you do manage to find the real fairy you seek… you'll be too late.”
The air displaces beside her being filled in by a man in the subtle hues of a bird’s plumage. “Did you hear that?”
Her throat is near crushed, her rapid breaths restricted. Vision starry black around the edges, her body floats upward with his grip, limp aside from her bone-tight hold on the Destiny Book.
A face obscured by an obsidian mask, open over a mouth with a strip of liquid crimson down the right side, grins.
“He'll be too late.”
“H-he'll... ss-save… me…!” A costly croak of the last of her air, she is aware, but the need to defend will not be suppressed.
“Save you?” Mocking mirth saturates his words. Her right wrist is ensnared, jerked up to eye level. Her scraped knuckles ooze the color from her fierce grip. “He's here for this.” The hiss slips through gritted teeth.
The delicate bones in her wrist creak, threatening collapse. Stars swim across her vision.
It feels as if she slips into mortal time. What must be weeks pass in seconds as her body twitches in fading struggle.
A roar of pressure squeezes against her ears from the world being torn asunder.
Icy cerulean. Snapping azure. Undeniable danger.
In the haze of her view over his shoulder, cold, biting fury blaze in a wild halo. Her drooping, flickering vision is drawn to it as a moth is to a flame.
But the frantic whooshing in her ears begins to slow. Precious sound follows.
“Impo… ble! …ou sh… …le…!”
Electric blue chases the encroaching darkness into oblivion. Air inflates her lungs so forcibly tears well upward and tip over. Full bodied shudders follow each gasping breath down the throbbing ache of her throat. It takes several moments for her to find the strength to peel open her eyes.
Deep pools of dusky brown observe her in a cool fashion, the pinched fringes of his features giving away his concern.
She feels propped up over his legs and tucked close into the calming heat of his chest. The palm of his hand cradles her head, fingers massaging and feeding his spirit energy into her meridians. His liquid fire racing to mend the worst of her hurts.
The floor would be her cradle if what everyone else believed about him was true.
It's almost too much, what she feels in this instant swirling inside her. Too much to absorb. Overwhelming, like seeing that Fate Mark on Lord Changheng.
But this feels infinitely better.
Da Mutou's attention breaks away, leading her gaze to the right.
The masked man is midair, his wicked blade already past the apex of his swing.
A silver-white sword swathed in blue flames cuts through the air, shattering at its peak. Each miniscule shard seems to blink out of existence, and in their place the masked man crashes to the ground, riddled with bleeping wounds.
A smattering of heartbeats is all the exchange took.
Her lips move the barest hint, her words a mere whisper. “Da… Da Mutou.”
“You seem to be the wooden head here.” The response is whip fast with his focus remaining on the masked man trembling upon the ground.
A denial would be pointless seeing as she agrees.
She shifts her mouth into a pout instead.
Her upper body is leaned with care against a thick beam where she is left to soak in the vastness of his spirit energy cycling through her.
Da Mutou begins to approach the masked man in the center of the fractured greeting room with the slow, assured gait of a prowling predator.
“You are the lord of Hashi City. What do you want with the Destiny Book?” He stops before the fallen lord, looking down upon him. “Why are you wearing a mask?”
She does not know much about warfare, but the haughty defiance the masked man displays through his bleeding sneer is transparent. He is a cornered animal.
“Those too hard for you? Well, how about this one?” His right hand wraps around a flare of Hellfire that reforms into his long, imposing sword. “How dare you hurt one of my own?”
The frost bitten undertones to the smooth accusation is met with a derisive laugh.
“One of your own?” Hashi City's Lord huffs out, grinning. “Rumors must be true. Who knew the Moon Supreme preferred to have his services performed by lowly fair—”
The masked man gags as his body lurches into the air by the band of Hellfire cinched tight around his throat from a mere tilt of Da Mutou's head.
Warning ripples through her senses akin to those which trail along the fine threads of a spider's web.
Da Mutou lifts his left hand, fingers gradually parting in a vertical angle.
The masked man's feet kick in weak spasms, his mouth opening grotesquely wide—
Gasping, she clamps her hands over her ears. Jerks her head away—
And comes face to face with the familiar sight of an unfurling, spiked whip.
Her eyes snap shut.
The ground rumbles underneath her.
For a time, she hears… nothing.
Tense for several moments longer, she realizes it's because her heart is pounding hard and fast, drowning out all else.
A yelp propels from her chest at the touch to her shoulder.
Eyes popping wide, she spots Da Mutou squatting in front of her, the source of the touch. Throwing a frightened look past him, she sees no sign of a writhing man, gushing blood from his mouth. No sign of the Hashi City woman either.
Hoisted up without much notice, her body nestles into his chest on instinct. She doesn't realize how much she's shaking until he begins to stride towards the entrance of Arbiter Hall and her fear begins to slowly seep from her veins.
“Were you really… going to… cut out his tongue?” The words feel slurred in her mouth like she's had too much liquor.
“I was.” His walk is smooth, rhythmic, lulling her eyes closed. “For what he implied of you. You have a reputation to uphold after all.”
A wisp of a smile manages to pull at her lips. She doesn't know if it's from the twisted humor he injected into his words, or the fact that he remembered her scolding from the very first night he stayed at Arbiter Hall.
She can tell even without opening her eyes that he's made his way down the last set of steps from the faint tinkling of the visitor bell in the wind.
He takes to the air in an easy bound. “There's always next time,” he mumbles, though she's unsure if she imagined it.
The cracks and tears and vicious pain have faded to dull aches thanks to Da Mutou's spirit energy. But still, it feels as if she could sleep for a week.
So, she tucks her head into the comforting scent at his neck, presses her hand with the Destiny Book over the throbbing beat of his heart.
Then sleeps.
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The Rebel Prince I remember that drama <3 I did forget some things like why did she give up on that pathetic prince the one she thought she loved at the start of the drama can't say I blame her after meeting Xiao Qi, the love of my life.
yessssss another rebel princess watcher-- that was such a great drama. if i remember correctly she got married to XQ at first due to the machinations of her dad&the empress dowager and from then on her& zitan's path just diverged altogether.
which honestly might as well, since as the story goes, it became pretty clear that while there really is a fondness? 'puppy love'? instance between them at the jump, the two just aren't compatible for a lifetime type of relationship, at least the blissful type-- even without xiao qi in the picture. particularly because i think that awu in the long run, even without all the shenanigans, would just not settle for or at least will grow up out of the 'otherworldliness' approach to life that i think zitan's practising through in most, if not all, parts of the drama.
with xiao qi in the picture? yeah, that's a non-contest altogether
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Αποκάλυψη ΣΟΚ! Ζητάνε την ανέγερση του 3ου Ναού ως ναού Πανθρησκείας που θα καταργεί όλες της θρησκείες! Γιώργος Θαλάσσης: Την ώρα που η επικαιρότητα μοιάζει με χύτρα έτοιμη να εκραγεί, οι ισραηλινές οργανώσεις για την ανέγερση του τρίτου ναού του Σολομώντα προχωράνε κανονικά τα σχέδιά τους για τον ερχομό του ειρηνοποιού μεσσία τους (ειρηνοποιού όσο ο εβραϊκός στρατός στην Γάζα) και του “ι... Περισσότερα εδώ: https://romios.gr/apokalypsi-sok-zitane-tin-anegersi-toy-3oy-naoy-os-naoy-panthriskeias-poy-tha-katargei-oles-tis-thriskeies/
#ΝέαΤάξη#ΝέαΤάξηΠραγμάτων#3ου#ανέγερση#Ἀποκάλυψη#ζητάνε#θα#θρησκείες#καταργεί#ναού#όλες#Πανθρησκείας#ΠΟΥ#ΣΟΚ#την#της#του#ως
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When I was 13, I realized that I wanted to draw comics, and after many hours of psychotherapy, drawing lessons and learning everything interesting and useful, I ended up here. After thinking about my problems and complexes for a long time, I gave it all up and started writing, writing a lot. I think my mission in this life is to tell stories, so I want to share my worlds, thoughts and workflow.
This is a map of the planet Sannar. the first story will be about the kingdom of Zitan, the red castle, problems with father and responsibility. in the middle you can see a strange black thing. This is a canyon that provides resources to 5 of the 7 queens and is a sacred place.
Well, wish me luck! I started to make my dream come true!
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What Home Maintenance Binder Do You Need (And What to Put in It)?
What Home Maintenance Binder Do You Need (And What to Put in It)?
photo, kitavit zitan ,Shutterstock, Keeping up with emergency contacts for interior and exterior home maintenance schedules, landscaping, and repairs can be overwhelming, especially for new homeowners. Even for experienced owners, organization and help with a centralized location to keep information can be a struggle – and no wants to dig into a desk drawer or search through A file cabinet for…
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Some gorgeous/favourite TRP moments.
#zhou yiwei#zhou yi wei#zhang ziyi#the rebel princess#cdrama#cdramaedit#periodramaedit#xiao qi#awu#zitan#song huaien
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Monarch Industry - Rewatch
God, she started out so innocent.
No, sweetheart, you will not get to choose, which is probably the only good thing your shit father has done for you.
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Wanru and Awu started out so cute.
Pity Wanru went completely insane.
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Beautiful man.
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She has a talent for falling from high places and being caught by handsome men 😂
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Don't worry, Zitan, Xiao Qi will be there to catch her long after you're gone 😆
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Centering himself in preparation for trouble 🖤
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Getting screenshots of his beautiful face 🖤
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Evildoer.
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I love him and his little head tilt 🖤
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More of his face 🖤
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His smile 😭
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So nice 💛
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The start of Zitan's journey in uselessness.
He's such a waste of oxygen.
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The beaded hat!
Taxian-jun vibes.
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LMAO, I had forgotten about Ziliu being caught in a brothel 😅
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When you have no taste.
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Vintage Chinese Zitan Wood Inlay Lapis Lazuli & Shell Crane Design Screen
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