C109

By the time he returned from the Xiao manor, it was already late in the night. The distant sunset illuminated the horizon in a fiery red color. The gale meridian could be seen and a few tired birds had returned to their nests.

Fang Zinan and Shang Guiqing walked side by side.

Although the two of them were on horseback, they walked neither slowly nor slowly, as if they were in no hurry to get home but were just walking.

"Let me ask you, you only heard me sing that song twice, so why did I sing it?" Shang Yiqing did not intend to ask him, but could not help it.

"Of course I pay attention to things I like. Although you've only sung it twice, I don't even know how many times you've sung it in my heart. How can I not remember?"

Fang Zinan's answer was good enough, and Shang Yiqing was startled by his question. She thought for a moment and asked again: "Did you just like this song?" Or is there another reason? "

Fang Zinan couldn't help but glance at her, his bright eyes containing a question: "What do you mean? Could it be that you want me to have another meaning? "

"Not really." Shang Yiqing turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes. She felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Was it just because he liked the song, too? Was there really no other meaning? Shang Yiqing was a little disappointed with the answer. This seemed to come as no surprise to her. What was she looking forward to in her heart? Did she want to hear from Fang Zinan that he liked the song because of her? Ridiculous! Shang Yiqing was shocked by her thoughts! She hurriedly shook her head, "No way!"

When she said that, she didn't even realize it, but Fang Zinan heard it clearly. He turned his face and looked at her: "What are you talking about?" "What's no good?"

"I'm thinking of something for you to care about?" He purposely glared at Fang Zinan, as if this was the only way he would feel at ease in chasing after him. In the curtain, Fang Zinan gave off a very free and easy feeling. The gloominess between his brows seemed to have faded quite a bit.

Fang Zinan suddenly smiled at her: "Is it because I'm too handsome that you can't help but stare at me?"

"Tch!" Are you sure? Are you as handsome as Big Brother Xiao? " Seeing that, Shang Yiqing couldn't help but want to shock him.

"Xiao Tianyuan and I each have our own elegance, but now that you're my wangfei, if you praise another man in front of me, I'll be jealous!"

"Haha," Shang Yiqing clapped his hands and laughed, "Do you get jealous too?"

"Of course, as long as it's a man, they would be jealous!" Fang Zinan hid his smile and replied seriously.

"Aiyo, this is so funny!" Shang Yiqing smiled and bowed, "I can see that you don't care about me, why are you pretending to be so fond of me?"

"Is there a need to pretend?" Fang Zinan just said this and rushed to the front.

"Want to surpass me? "Don't even think about it!" Shang Yiqing rushed forward with a growl.

The two of them hurriedly advanced a distance, and they were already very close to the Duke Rong Palace.

Shang Yiqing finally caught up to Fang Zinan with great difficulty. She pursed her lips into a provocative smile. The wind blowing towards her made her hair fly up. Her pretty face was so beautiful that her nose was like it couldn't even touch a feather. Fang Zinan unintentionally looked back and seemed to be in a daze.

"Aren't we going back to the Manor? Are you on the wrong track? " Shang Yiqing didn't notice Fang Zinan's reaction and just watched him walk south on the long street in front of the palace.

"I'll take you somewhere." Fang Zinan just walked south, and Shang Yiqing followed him in confusion.

After walking forward for five miles, they found a small store. This store was quite far from the market. If it wasn't for Fang Zinan leading the way, Shang Yiqing wouldn't have known that there was such a place in the capital. Beside the store was a deep pool, formed by two clear waterfalls. The store faced the waterfall from a distance, and the mist from the waterfall enveloped the entire store.

Pointing at the store, Shang Yiqing asked curiously, "You aren't bringing me here are you?"

"You're not stupid, you know that I brought you here." Fang Zinan approached the store and jumped off his horse.

When Shang Yiqing saw the words, "One pot is missing", although Shang Yiqing did not know much about calligraphy, she also felt that the handwriting was extraordinary. The word "Missing" seemed to be missing a corner, and the word "Pot" was also written in a mess. The word "Missing" seemed to be missing a corner, and the word "Pot" was also written in a mess.

"Good writing, but …" She glanced back at him. "What does that mean?"

"The wine here is better."

"How come I've never heard of it?" Shang Yiqing wondered how Fang Zinan knew about this place. Why would he bring her here?

"The wine here is called 'one pot missing'. It has been known for a long time, but I've never brought you here."

Speaking of fine wine, Shang Yiqing's eyes lit up. Although her tolerance for alcohol was low, she had a soft spot for wine.

"I'll treat you to a hearty drink today." As he spoke, he reached out to help Shang Qing off the horse.

Shang Yiqing smiled. "I'm not an alcoholic, but since you're so sincere, I'll give you face."

"Then, thank you, wangfei." Fang Zinan glanced at her teasingly.

They had already entered the "missing pot". In front of the cliff, there was neither wind nor rain nor mist. They opened a restaurant and ordered three catties of wine to be eaten together with the dishes.

The dishes cooked by the store were all authentic farm dishes, but they were all wild game. Everything was stir-fried to a different taste, and they were used to eating Wang Mansion's delicacies, not to mention the taste.

The caw of crows could be heard everywhere. The faint sounds of crows blending with the sound of the waterfall.

It was already the evening of the last day, but the night was darkening even faster near the cliff. The reason for that was because the store was painted with black paint. When night fell, other than a lamp that was like a bean, the only thing that could be seen was the darkness of the night.

Shang Yiqing, however, did not care that much. She was not hungry, but when the other side of the dish was served, she started to gobble it down.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of silver. Let's have a drink first." Fang Zinan smiled lightly and poured some wine for her.

"You're too childish. Such delicious food, such delicious wine, and you even need to drink from one cup to another. You're too slow, why don't you change bowls?" As he said that, he drank a bowl of wine. As soon as he drank it down, he burped out of thin air, patted his chest and said, "Hey!" This wine is really strong. When I drink it, it's like I'm on fire. After I swallow it down, it's like I've swallowed a fist. "

Fang Zinan saw that she was about to drink with a big bowl, so he quickly held her hand, "You drank too quickly." Wouldn't it be better to chat while enjoying the wine? "

Shang Yiqing was indeed a little dizzy from the alcohol. She felt that the waterfall in the twilight turned into a flower, then into a Buddha statue, then the water in her ears turned into the cry of a bird, then into the sound of a human voice, then back into the chanting of a scripture. However, she really wasn't drunk, she only tugged on Fang Zinan's arm and said: "Don't speak nonsense, I'm not drunk."