If the past can be drunk, then memory is a hangover!
As Qi Moxuan drank the cold wine, his heart grew colder. The peach blossoms of this season could be considered to have bloomed the best. After about half a month, the peach blossoms of the courtyard would arrive.
The bright sunlight shone into the courtyard. Su Qingjiu was wearing a light pink dress today. Her hair was no longer in a ponytail from a few days ago. Lu Ling used her delicate hands to comb a suitable hairstyle for Su Qing Jiu.
The green spirit did not complain about Su Qing's wine. This time around, her sister's temper seemed to have improved a little. After knowing that Su Qing had treated her wound, she didn't say anything else.
If he hated her, why did he save her? Qing Ling couldn't understand this point.
His bangs fell over his forehead, and the strands of hair in front of him were bundled up in a ponytail. Compared to that, Su Qing's hair which had not been drunk today was adorned with ornaments and a jade hairpin shaped like a butterfly.
The training plan gradually took shape. Su You brought the people to train with her. As for Su Qing Jiu, he would sit by the side and slowly cultivate. The pearl of the Glazed Fire, the essence of fire was very pure. She could use it to cultivate her superpower with half the effort.
"Ha ~", after stretching his body lazily, Su Qing started yawning. As a person, she did not know why she liked to do things at night. Even if she stayed up late, she would still insist on doing them at night. During the day, he would read more about her to make up for his lack of sleep.
Yesterday, he noticed that Qi Mo Xuan's condition wasn't good. Today, he said he had time to settle things, so he left early.
Su Qing Jiu stomped his feet. He had been in the Residence of Mo King for the past few days. As she ate a lot of nutritious food, her body began to grow and her height increased by quite a bit.
Growing up signified an increase in strength. Su Qing Jiu actually rather liked growing up.
"Wuyin, why are you here?" Su Qing Jiu greeted when he saw Wuyin.
Wuyin's identity was that of a dark guard, and the dark guards were the ones who were protecting people in the dark. For example, when Su Qing Jiu said that she wanted to go out, there were guards protecting her from behind.
Actually, Su Qing Jiu also wanted to say that with her martial arts skills, she did not need the protection of the guards. In Ji City, regardless of status or strength, almost no one dared to move against her.
"I asked the kitchen to make some soup for the wine. Every year at this time, the prince would get drunk and suffer for a few days." Wu Yin lowered his head and replied.
So that was the reason. The reason Su Qing came to the kitchen was because she was hungry and wanted to find something to eat. He didn't expect Qi Mo Xuan to have such an experience.
It was during this season when the peach blossoms were still drifting in the wind that Qi Mo Xuan lost his mother. In the chaos that followed, his father was gone as well. Speaking of which, Qi Moxuan was a very unfortunate person.
Orphans were probably the most numerous in this world. No one liked orphans, but Mo Xuan didn't have any requirements for this. He was not an orphan now. He had Su Qing Jiu. He was also a cripple right now, sitting on a wheelchair.
Not everyone liked to drink, but the drinkers liked to drink the same way. He was in pain and happy. He was so suppressed that he couldn't even touch what he wanted. He couldn't bear it.
Su Qing Jiu did not bring the wine and soup with him. The wine and soup could not alleviate Qi Mo Xuan's discomfort. She just wanted to drink with her!
Su Qing could not do anything else except drink wine alone. It was no different from drinking cold water. The difference between the two is that drinking cold water is not easy to get drunk, nor easy to burp.
Under the peach tree, Qi Moxuan was holding a wine jug with one hand and his other hand was resting on the wheelchair. His entire body was lying on the wheelchair, and there were a few empty jars under the wheelchair.
He smelled the wine in the air. It was a light peach blossom fragrance. It was not the wine that had been buried for a few years, but a new wine.
After passing by the wine jar, Su Qing Jiu arrived at Qi Mo Xuan's side. After not seeing Qi Mo Xuan for half a day, his face looked haggard and haggard. Su Qing Jiu sighed, gently wiped his face and said: "Why are you doing this? "Why punish yourself so?"
"Jiu Er, you're here. Drink with me." Qi Mo Xuan was still unconscious. He raised the jar in his hands and sent it to Su Qing. He wanted her to drink with him.
What was the taste of wine? I haven't had a drink in a long time. Receiving the jar of wine from Qi Mo Xuan, Su Qing Jiu held it with both hands and poured it into his mouth. The spicy flavor reminded her of the night before she had transmigrated. She drank like this too.
After drinking for an unknown amount of time, she had finally awakened wearing a fiery-red bridal gown!
Qi Mo Xuan pressed his forehead with his hand, Su Qing Jiu's figure appeared in front of him, gradually becoming more and more focused. It turned out that what he was looking at was not a mirage but a real person. His forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat, and Qi Moxuan was much more clear-headed now.
Just now, he seemed to have let Su Qing drink the wine. Although the peach blossom wine had a bit of a sweet taste, the overall taste was still quite spicy. The important thing was that the purity of this wine was very high. Just by drinking a few jars of it, one would easily fall drunk.
Wine does not intoxicate people, people drunk themselves, most of it still talked about the heart. The more troubled a person was, the more they would drink, and the more they would drink, the more they would be in the mood. This kind of drinking experience was nothing more than a feeling.
"Qi Mo Xuan, I'll drink this wine with you." However, if I didn't fall in the end, then don't drink so much in the future, okay? "His small hand was placed on Qi Mo Xuan's face, and his sickly expression made Su Qing Jiu's heart ache uncontrollably.
"Sure," Qi Moxuan agreed.
"However, I am a very drinkable person. You must be careful with that wine …"
Su Qing Jiu would not care about the reminder. Drinking was her strong point. She wouldn't get drunk even if she drank a thousand cups. After these few days of training, her body was now comparable to the previous ones. If her soul hadn't changed, would she have lost?
No, of course not. Could there be no chance at all? Su Qing Jiu confidently patted his chest. It had merely been a few jars, how could she not finish it?
"I can drink a lot too." Picking up the jar with the wine still on the table, Su Qing Jiu said directly: "I will give you these so that you will know how good I am."
A pot of wine was quickly taken care of by Su Qing. She might not be able to beat Qi Mo Xuan, but if drinking wine was not enough, then she would be letting down her name. As the name implied, Su Qing wine was the most important word for wine.
Drink? Who's afraid of who!
Su Qing Jiu laid on the table. He did not expect this kind of thing to happen again. Qi Moxuan's tolerance for alcohol was also very high. After he recovered from his depression, his drinking speed was even faster than hers.
The number of jars on the ground continued to increase, Su Qing Yin touched her stomach. Now that there were more than ten pots down, the two of them did not seem to be drunk. Qi Mo Xuan's face was flushed, and Su Qing's hand that was holding the jar of wine was also trembling.
A peach blossom petal fell on his nose, causing Su Qing Jiu to sneeze. He immediately felt much more energetic.
It seemed like he wouldn't be able to walk the right path, and he wouldn't be able to do it if he continued drinking like this. Su Qing Jiu sized up the wine jar, his eyes gleaming. If she couldn't drink Qi Mo Xuan, then she would make a move to knock him out. In short, she wouldn't lose.
Wine wasn't something that was required, and she usually didn't drink much either. She just drank a little to increase her excitement.