He took off his cloak and put it aside, washed his hands, and sat down with Jiang Shuyue.

Jiang Shuyue said with a smile, "A-Jin went to the yamen to submit a petition, so Uncle Su can clear his name. Didn't you know that?"

Nangong Zeyue reacted quickly, "I was just thinking of having a drink today, this is a good thing, let's celebrate Uncle Su's birthday."

"Prefect Lu acts swiftly; I wonder how the court will compensate Uncle Su for his injustice."

"Moon Lady, there's no need to worry. His Majesty will make a wise decision." Nangong Zeyue opened the wine jar and poured Jiang Shuyue a full cup.

A faint fragrance of peach blossoms wafted out, filling the room with its sweet aroma.

The two sipped their drinks lightly, and Nangong Zeyue talked about what happened in the restaurant. Neither of them mentioned the emperor's selection of concubines.

After two glasses of wine, a blush spread across Jiang Shuyue's face. At this moment, she resembled a blooming peony, beautiful yet dignified.

Nangong Zeyue was stunned by what he saw. He poured Jiang Shuyue a cup of hot tea and said, "Yue Niang, are you not a good drinker? Have some tea to help you sober up."

"It's alright, I can still have another drink." Jiang Shuyue waved her hand, and Nangong Zeyue poured her another cup of wine.

Jiang Shuyue picked up the wine cup, squinted slightly, and sniffed. "This peach blossom wine must be aged. It is fragrant, mellow, and sweet. If I had ten miles of peach blossoms, I would make people brew wine every year."

Jiang Shuyue spoke from the heart, but Nangong Zeyue simply assumed that she was feeling a little disappointed.

He looked at her gently. "Moon Lady, everything will pass. If you're willing, you can leave the capital and see the desolate desert, the setting sun over the long river, and enjoy the flowers and the rain in your leisure time. What's wrong with that kind of life?"