Dongfang Bai laughed for a while, then handed Murong Fu a wine gourd and raised an eyebrow: "Can you drink?"

"I know a little, I know a little."

Murong Fu took the gourd, took a very refined sip, and nodded and swayed his head in delight, commenting, "This wine is quite good, fragrant and delicious, with a rich fruity aroma, but unfortunately it's not strong enough, more suitable for women."

As he spoke, he held the gourd to Yue Lingshan's mouth.

Yue Lingshan didn't drink alcohol normally, but her husband gave it to her, so she drank it.

The drink initially choked the throat, followed by a sweet, subtle fruity aroma.

"Uh..." Yue Lingshan hiccuped, her face flushed: "Husband, it's delicious."

Dongfang Bai sneered, "This is top-grade monkey wine, and you've described it as wine for women."

“Hehe—” Murong Fu chuckled and took out a jade gourd from his sleeve. “Try this.”

Dongfang Bai asked in surprise, "You actually carry alcohol with you?"

Murong Fu retorted, "What's so strange about that? You martial arts practitioners are allowed to drink, but scholars aren't allowed to appreciate wine?"

"Hmph!" Dongfang Bai snorted coldly, taking the jade gourd. "I'd like to test how strong the wine you scholars drink is."

After saying that, she took a big gulp.

To her surprise, the moment she took a sip, the strong smell of alcohol made her cough.

After the drink went down my throat, a burning sensation burned my stomach.

What surprised her even more was that she was slightly tipsy after just one sip.

This is the first time I've ever tasted such strong liquor!

"Good wine!"

Dongfang Bai's beautiful eyes lit up, and she took another sip.

Although monkey wine is delicious, I can never get drunk from it. It's been a long, long time since I've been completely intoxicated.

If life were perfect, who would want to spend their days drowning their sorrows in alcohol?

But she couldn't get drunk no matter how hard she tried.

Dongfang Bai drank one sip after another, and before long, he had already drunk more than half of the gourd.

Murong Fu was dumbfounded. Did this guy drink strong liquor like it was plain water?

But seeing her flushed face, she seemed to be enjoying it.

Perhaps... she just wanted to drown her sorrows in alcohol.

The gourd of wine was quickly finished.

"Is...is there any more?"

Dongfang Bai's eyes were glazed over, and he asked with a flushed face.

Murong Fu clicked his tongue twice and took out another jade gourd.

He then turned to look at Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan was still drinking monkey wine, her expression dazed, already half-drunk.

Nothing was said that night.

Dongfang Bai woke up in a panic and found himself naked in the scholar's arms.

She raised her fair hand, intending to kill the monstrous creature with her inner energy, when suddenly an image appeared in her mind: last night, she was like a water snake, coiled around the creature, while it appeared to be fast asleep, drunk.

So, everything was initiated by myself?

Is he innocent?

How is that possible?

I'm not that kind of person!

He must have drugged me with aphrodisiacs!

But immediately, images appeared in Dongfang Bai's mind again.

After finishing his strong liquor, he continued drinking in silence.

The scholar drank a few sips with the others and then got drunk.

Everything else fell into place naturally.

"..."

Dongfang Bai fell silent. Could it be that he had been single for too long and was feeling lonely?

"Never mind, just consider it a dream... a beautiful spring dream."

Dongfang Bai looked down at the scholar.

And then, as if possessed, he lightly kissed his cheek.

"No! I can't do this!"

Dongfang Bai took a deep breath, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and suppressed his impulse.

a long time.

She calmed down, tiptoed out of the tent, turned her head and took a deep look at the sleeping person inside, before using her superb lightness skill to fly away from the place.

Murong Fu smiled, as if he were having a sweet dream.

Sow one millet seed in spring, reap ten thousand grains in autumn.

When traveling the world, boys should also protect themselves and carry more medicine as a backup. For example, I love a piece of firewood and a half-step madman with a smile.

The sky gradually brightened.

Murong Fu woke Yue Lingshan up.

Yue Lingshan held her forehead, her head throbbing: "Husband, is it dawn yet?"

"Yes, you drank too much last night. Let me rub it for you."

Murong Fu gently massaged her temples, silently transferring a wisp of true energy into her.

Yue Lingshan closed her eyes peacefully, revealing a comfortable expression.

"Shan'er, you are so beautiful."

"My husband~"

Yue Lingshan let out a soft moan, her cheeks burning, feeling as if every day was paradise.

After a quick wash and grooming.

The two boarded a carriage and continued their journey to the capital.

Yue Lingshan asked, "By the way, husband, how did that young master go last night? I only remember getting drunk, and I have no recollection of the rest."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "After he finished drinking last night, he used his lightness skill to leave. You martial arts people are so fast and agile, I don't know where he went."

"Mmm~"

Yue Lingshan nodded obediently, sniffed into Murong Fu's arms, and felt that there was a unique fragrance.

"Oh, right, Shan'er, there's something I almost forgot."

Murong Fu took out an exquisite box from his bosom.

Yue Lingshan blinked her big eyes: "What is this?"

Murong Fu said, "You'll know once you open it and take a look."

Yue Lingshan opened the box with anticipation.

"It's rouge and face powder."

Although Yue Lingshan was naturally beautiful, she had no resistance to cosmetics.

Murong Fu said, "Yes, this is a top-quality spice from the Western Regions. I wanted to give it to you yesterday, but I accidentally forgot."

Yue Lingshan leaned closer and sniffed. The scent on her husband was indeed that of the spices. It seemed she had been overthinking things.

"Thank you, my husband, Shan'er likes it very much."

Yue Lingshan's smile was as radiant as wildflowers in full bloom.