Chapter 662 Allowing You to Take Advantage of Others' Misfortune

Song Chunxue, smelling of alcohol, suddenly approached him.

Xie Zheng's face felt like it had been burned.

He quickly turned his head to avoid eye contact. "That's not being reserved. It's because your Dao heart is firm and you have no interest in romantic relationships. It's not your fault."

He moved the wine jug aside, saying, "You're drunk. Let's go back first."

"Not going to Baiyun Temple?"

She had indeed drunk quite a bit; her cheeks were hot and flushed, as if they were swollen, and her whole body was twitching.

"Let's go another day."

Song Chunxue put a hand on his shoulder. "You said you had news about Senior Brother, is that true?"

"I was just kidding. Would you have come out with me if I hadn't said that?"

Song Chunxue laughed, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, her head tilting forward and resting against his chest.

"He is my benefactor, my senior brother, a guide sent by heaven, and also my family. It's right that I care about him, isn't it?"

Xie Zheng supported her shoulders. "No... that's right, you're drunk. I'll take you back to rest."

Song Chunxue slapped his hand away; her cheeks were burning hot, and she had difficulty even lifting her head.

She didn't drink much, so how come she's so strong?

"Princess... what kind of wine did she offer you? I feel like I'm going crazy," she said, seeing stars. "Could she have drugged you? Is she trying to force herself on you?"

"No, she definitely wouldn't use that method. This wine is pure liquor, and it has a strong aftereffect."

Xie Zheng felt the alcohol emanating from her as if it were on fire, and he didn't know how to take her home.

"I'll call a maid over, don't move yet."

I should have borrowed a maid from Yun'er. Right now, all the people following him are men, so it's inconvenient to help her.

He was injured, and she was drunk and acted very differently than usual. If she did something out of line, she would have to avoid him when she woke up.

At least before leaving the capital, I can't afford to become estranged from her.

If she were to leave the capital alone, not only would she have no one to help her if she encountered danger on the road, but the Taoist priest would also be worried.

Perhaps emboldened by the alcohol, Song Chunxue reached out and put her arm around Xie Zheng's shoulder when she heard him stammering and not daring to get too close.

"Alcohol emboldens cowards, so I'm going to ask you some questions you wouldn't normally dare to ask. Answer honestly."

Xie Zheng tilted his head back, his face burning hot.

"Ask away, but don't move."

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I were a rigid and old-fashioned person who insisted on remaining celibate for my husband who passed away many years ago, while comfortably enjoying your kindness towards me?"

Xie Zheng's ear tips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. With her strong arms around his neck, he could clearly smell the osmanthus fragrance in her hair.

“It’s alright, I don’t care about lust. We’re not young anymore, life isn’t just about love. You’re still my senior brother, so it’s only right that I treat my senior brother well.”

He leaned against the wall, reached out to hold her shoulder, and dared not look at her face.

"Let's talk when you're sober..."

Song Chunxue felt every inch of her face throbbing; the wine was too strong, and she couldn't put any weight on her legs.

"I'm so sleepy, I can't walk anymore. Isn't this a restaurant? Let's find a room, sleep it off, and then go back."

Xie Zheng's face instantly turned red and his neck thickened. "This is not appropriate. There are quite a few people watching me now. If they find out, it will be bad for you."

Hearing this, Song Chunxue leaned on the table, rested her head on her arm, and laughed, "That's right, the princess even knew I didn't let you into the room, she still feels sorry for you."

Xie Zheng felt helpless, his heart pounding.

He got up and walked out, saying, "I'll have someone help you into the carriage. Let's go back first."

Song Chunxue reached out and grabbed his collar, looking down at her toes. She couldn't stay here forever; she had to try something.

She contacted him first; it wouldn't be fair if she changed her mind halfway through.

"Xie Zheng, I allow you to take advantage of someone in distress."

"Clang, clang..."

Xie Zheng tripped over the chair, accidentally kicked it away, and ended up lying face down on it.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Hearing the noise, Liu Chunshu quickly pushed open the door.

"It's alright, you can go out now!"

Xie Zheng knelt on the ground and gave the order without raising his head.

God knows how hot his heart was right now.

Liu Chunshu quickly retreated, and thinking about what he had just seen, he couldn't help but rub his hands together excitedly.

Song Chunxue knew she had drunk too much, but she wasn't drunk.

Once she's drunk, she's willing to go all out. If she weren't so clumsy, she would have tried even bolder things.

She chuckled as she leaned on the table. "Lord Xie, what are you panicking for? Be careful not to reopen your wound. I'm not drunk yet. Come sit here, I have something to tell you."

Xie Zheng was at a loss. "You've had too much to drink and said some very bold things. You'll definitely regret it when you wake up. I'll have someone help you to the carriage."

"Xie Zheng, come here," she waved weakly. "I'm not going to eat you, what are you afraid of? I'll just say a few words."

Xie Zheng thought about the things he said when he was drunk, and he would never dare to say them again when he was sober.

"Then don't blame me when you wake up, and don't avoid me."

“No,” she said, looking at him with a bright smile and her cheeks flushed. “Since I said I would give it a try, I can’t give up halfway. I don’t practice the Quanzhen School, so it’s fine.”

"But your master is from the Quanzhen School?"

"Huh?" Song Chunxue clicked her tongue. "That's alright. Let's try it before we go up the mountain. You're a man, so you're not afraid of suffering losses."

"..." Xie Zheng's mind was about to snap. Song Chunxue was acting recklessly because she was drunk. Who knew what she would do to hide in the ground after she woke up.

This is not how you torture someone.

He's a normal man too!

"Xie Zheng, come here quickly, my neck hurts from looking at you like this."

Xie Zheng felt like a cooked duck, too afraid to move.

"Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep. We'll leave when you wake up."

Song Chunxue laughed out loud, "Hahaha, you're just like me a couple of days ago, what are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you."

Xie Zheng's ears were burning badly; he should have known better than to let her drink.

"Lord Xie, come here, can't we talk while holding hands? I promise I won't lay a hand on you."

Xie Zheng gritted his teeth, "Shut up."

These words made Song Chunxue laugh so hard her shoulders shook.

"Am I seducing you?"

"How about next time, you try to seduce me by drinking alcohol. Maybe that will work better than drugging me."

Xie Zhengfu immediately understood. "Alright, you said it yourself. Stop talking and go to sleep if you're sleepy."

With her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, Song Chunxue grumbled irritably, "This wine is really potent. I'll bring you a few jugs when I get back. It's a deal, you can drink it next time... Maybe I'll fall for that."

This is terrible! Xie Zheng rubbed his ears, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"You... come sit down. I feel like I'm missing out," she said, struggling to lift her head and looking at him with blurry, drunken eyes. "We're not in a rush. How about we try something else now, like a kiss?"

"!!!!!"

Xie Zheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, standing there dumbfounded.

"What, now that you're here, you think I'm too old?" Song Chunxue said with a hint of disappointment. "Sigh, that's true. I'm already in my eighties, and it's shameless of me to say that to you."

She buried her face in her arms, saying, "Please don't let the children hear this. I'll never be able to face anyone again."

Xie Zheng walked over and said, "I've never thought you were old. You're only a year older than me."

"Didn't your senior brother tell you? I've lived again, and I'm over eighty years old now... um..."

P.S.: Ahhh, today I'm a groundhog!