"Haha... I didn't expect you two to have such a high tolerance for alcohol. Today was truly enjoyable."

Jiang Mian sat in the chair, swaying almost imperceptibly before straightening up as if in a precarious situation. His expression remained gentle, but if one looked closely, one would notice that his eyes were somewhat unfocused.

"Brother Jiang is a dragon among men, and also a man of great magnanimity." Although Qin Su's expression was not clear from under the mask, the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Mo Lan sat there quietly, earnestly eating a plate of stir-fried green bean strips in front of her. Her movements were elegant, her expression normal, and she showed no signs of being drunk.

Listening to their back-and-forth flattery, I found it amusing but didn't say anything.

Although the osmanthus wine was delicious, the three of them finished eight jars, which was still a bit too much. Fortunately, she had seen stronger liquors before, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to handle it.

However, although her mind was exceptionally clear, this body was different from her previous one, and she had never tested how much alcohol she could tolerate.

Therefore, when she felt a little lightheaded, she stopped drinking.

When the butler pushed open the door, he saw three exceptionally well-behaved children sitting quietly together eating. If one ignored the empty wine jars, the scene would seem unusually harmonious.

"Your Highness, this old servant has prepared some tea. Please have some first. There are still a few dishes that haven't been served yet, so please wait a moment." The steward looked at the three well-behaved people and spoke softly, afraid of startling any of them.

"Hmm, pour some tea." Jiang Mian glanced at the butler, then smiled gently at the two of them, revealing a row of white teeth. "I apologize for the lack of preparation."

"Brother Jiang, you're too kind. We ate too much." Mo Lan put down her food, picked up her tea and took a sip. She glanced at Qin Su beside her. He seemed pretty normal.

"Mo Lan is right. We apologize for disturbing you for so long. It's all because Brother Jiang's osmanthus wine is so good."

"Haha... A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend. Even the best wine needs to be enjoyed by someone who understands it."

After Jiang Mian finished speaking, he turned to the steward and instructed, "Go and see how much osmanthus wine we have left. Prepare two jars for Brother Qin and Mo Lan to take with them, as a small token of my appreciation."

"Yes, this old servant will go and prepare immediately." The steward summoned two servants to attend to him and then quickly left.

Mo Lan waved her hand, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Jiang, but it's getting late. I have a delivery to make this afternoon, so I won't bother you any longer. We'll continue when I get back."

"It's getting late. I'll treat you next time we get together." Qin Su stood up and thanked Mo Lan with a cupped hand.

"Okay, I look forward to seeing you again."

The three of them walked out while talking about their next appointment. By the time the butler came out carrying a wine jar, the three of them were already standing at the gate.

Seeing that her eldest brother seemed to be in relatively normal condition, Han Shuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the wine jar handed to her by the butler, and walked to Mo Lan's side.

"Master, let's go."

"Um."

Qin Su exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Mian, then turned around and found that Mo Lan had already walked onto the street. "Brother Jiang, until we meet again."

"Until we meet again." Jiang Mian returned the greeting, only to realize that Mo Lan was gone. He turned to look at the butler.

"Where is Mo Lan? Where did she go? I need to see her off."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Miss Mo Lan has servants with her, so she'll be fine. This old servant has already prepared a hangover soup. Drink a bowl, then take a nap, and you'll be all better."