Chapter 868 He's drunk

The people's reaction was more obvious and enthusiastic; they kept pulling Xie Zheng to drink.

"Although this is the first time I've seen something so straightforward, I am deeply grateful to Brother Xie for trusting me. Enough said, it's all in the wine. Leave everything you want to do, such as buying land, shops, or estates, to me."

He cupped his hands to Song Chunxue and said, “Outsiders may not see clearly and think that Master Song has bewitched Lord Xie, but now it seems that the two of you are evenly matched, neither superior to the other, and perfectly suited to be together.”

"Brother Xie, I know you're a distant and awkward person, and it's not easy to warm up your heart." Li Min picked up his wine cup and said drunkenly, "Good luck, get married as soon as possible, maybe you can have a child in your old age, and your life will be complete."

Song Chunxue's movements as she peeled peanuts faltered slightly.

"I already feel very satisfied," Xie Zheng said, holding Song Chunxue's hand in one hand and raising his glass to Li Min in the other. "It's already very good. The moon wanes after it's full, and as the Taoists say, excess leads to overflow. Having a daughter is already a blessing, so why be so attached?"

“We are both cultivators. Even if we have a child, what difference would it make? It might even cause the child distress. We are of advanced age. If we have a child now, the child will only blame us when he grows up. Why make things difficult for each other?”

He gently stroked the back of her hand under the table and said softly, "To be able to grow old with her is my blessing."

Li Min laughed heartily, "Yes, yes, Brother Xie is absolutely right. I'm just saying it out of habit. What other people say is just casual talk, don't take it seriously, and don't be angry if your wife hears it."

"I'm not angry, it's only natural." She was prepared to hear such a thing.

“If I were to insist on having a child with Brother Xie just because of someone else’s words, it would be putting myself in a difficult and exhausting situation, and it wouldn’t be worth it.” Li Min raised his cup with both hands. “Come, let me toast you both, wishing you a long and happy life together, and a lifelong bond.”

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "Businessmen are really good at thinking, quick to change their minds, and easy to understand when they speak."

She understood that Xie Zheng wanted to plan for her long-term future and insisted on returning the box of money meant to ward off evil spirits to her.

Until she showed him her nuptial ring.

On the evening of the fourth day, they left the Li family's home, slightly drunk, and slowly walked home.

"Are you cold?" Xie Zheng held her hand. "Do you think I'm just a calculating, worldly person?"

Song Chunxue laughed. Was this guy always worried that she looked down on him, or had he always overestimated him?

"I'm not cold." Song Chunxue held his arm, looked up and smiled at him. "You're very good, Lord Xie. Everyone knows you're very good. People think I'm not good enough for you. How could you think I've misjudged you?"

Xie Zheng also smiled, his voice carrying a faint smell of alcohol, which didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable. She liked Lord Xie when he had been drinking; he was always smiling and talkative.

He's much better than Lord Xie, who's usually so tense.

She broke free from the past and embarked on a new journey, but Xie Zheng did not; his days remained hectic and arduous.

It was very hard work; she couldn't even imagine how he spent his days going to the imperial court and the government office.

A person with unique ideas has to face so many false and hypocritical faces every day; how can he not be tired?

"Am I alright? How alright?" Xie Zheng leaned half his weight against her. "Are we going back tonight?"

Song Chunxue pinched his waist. "This is the capital city, not some small place in the northwest. Your daughter and granddaughter are at home. Where do you think you're going to run wild instead of staying home?"

She gritted her teeth and muttered, "When you have a day off, we can stay at an inn outside the city. That would be reasonable."

Xie Zheng ruffled her hair. "Okay, I'll listen to Xue."

Song Chunxue had gotten used to this form of address.

"Walk steadily, I know you're not drunk, I'm not your crutch." She pinched his waist. "Stand still."

"Ah Xue, I'm not drunk, but I can't walk in a straight line. Please forgive me this time." He buried his head in her neck, his voice muffled, as if he were pleading and showing weakness.

That's bizarre!

"Sister Song, please bear with me."

He smiled, squinted his eyes, and walked forward, putting his arm around her shoulder.

Song Chunxue thought to herself, thankfully there weren't many people on the street.

“Walk properly, or you’ll be the one laughing at us.” As she spoke, she put a face mask over her face. “I’m a man now, otherwise people will mistakenly think you’re into prostitution, that you’re indiscriminate in your relationships with men and women.”

Xie Zheng wrapped his arms around her neck and said, "I don't care what they say. As long as it's you, I don't care what they say about me being indiscriminate about age."

A carriage approached from a distance. Song Chunxue, fearing it was an acquaintance of Xie Zheng, quickly placed invisibility talismans on the two of them and used her sword to take them to Xie's residence.

Back at the mansion, Xie Zheng became even more clingy.

He held onto Song Chunxue, refusing to let her leave. He even followed her to the outhouse, standing outside the door talking to her incessantly.

He talked on and on, recounting his school days, his first few years as an official, and the amusing stories he had in the Jiangnan and Southwest regions, laughing like a silly child.

Fortunately, when he drank, all he could think of were happy things.

Song Chunxue didn't mind him at all, and quickly came out of the outhouse to pull him back into the house.

Otherwise, that kid Liu Chunshu would just stand far away eavesdropping and watch them have a good time.

Even Xie Lingyun's two children hid in the corner, secretly laughing at Xie Zheng.

They said things like their grandfather was drunk and acting crazy.

She was forcibly carried away by the maid.

Song Chunxue dragged him into the room, forcibly pressed him onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

"If you're drunk, just sleep. You've been talking for almost half an hour now, aren't you tired?"

Xie Zheng grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed. "Together. I'm not tired. I also meditate and practice swordsmanship now, and my body is in excellent condition, as you know."

"..." Song Chunxue took one breath after another, but still couldn't utter a single word.

Well, there's just no way to deal with people like that.

"This outfit I'm wearing is very precious, let me change first."

Xie Zheng hid under the covers and held her hand tightly. "I'm not as precious as you. I'm afraid of wrinkling it, so I'll take it off. I don't want to do anything else, I just want you to be with me."

"But I..."

"I've put water by your bedside and some food too, what else do you want?" As he spoke, he suddenly looked at her with hazy, drunken eyes and asked seriously, "Are you disgusted by my drunken talk?"

Song Chunxue couldn't refuse him, "No, I'll come up, okay?"

She took off her shoes and socks and crawled into bed.

He felt unusually hot after drinking alcohol.

Xie Zheng then calmed down and held her tightly in his arms. "I'm sleepy, but I have many very important things to say to you that I didn't have time to tell you."

"What did you say?" She was sleepy too.

"Actually, I don't want to come to the capital, not at all. Three years ago, I wanted to go with you to that fortress for the New Year, and I especially want to this year."

Song Chunxue opened her eyes and patted his hand, "It's the same everywhere, the capital is fine too."

"If it weren't for you and Yun'er, I would rather die than stay here for another hour."

"..."

"Ah Xue, give me two more years, and I'll definitely go back to the fort with you for the New Year..."

His voice grew softer and softer, and Song Chunxue's heart softened more and more.

In two years, he won't be able to control it.

Although she was not good at divination, she understood the meaning of the word "general".

Only those who lead troops to victory are qualified to become generals.

He'll probably have to stay at the border for a few more years.

P.S.: I know I made a mistake with Third Senior Sister. I've fixed it in the backend, but it's still not visible on the platform. I'm so sorry. (bows)