"Everyone says Li Bai's brewing skills are first-rate, but little do they know his ability to so deeply understand people's hearts." Wei Shengxi let out a long sigh, self-deprecatingly adding, "You all know my frail health; I'm just barely surviving. I only wish..."

"What do you mean by 'living a wretched life'?" Fu Muqian met his gaze coldly. "I've brewed a few jars of medicinal wine. Take them back and drink a cup every day to dispel the coldness in your body. Have you ever tasted the wine I gave you before?"

The classmates there all had some knowledge of medicine.

We've played together for years, and we've given each other nicknames based on our habits.

Typically, Fu Muqian loves to drink, and since they met at the academy, he's called Li Taibai (Li Bai). Wei Shengxi is beautiful but also frail and sickly, so he's simply called "Sickly Beauty." As for Ziya Jingmo, he always has a cold face and doesn't talk much, so he's called "Ice Face."

"I...I'm used to drinking herbal medicine, this wine really doesn't suit me." Wei Shengxi raised his glass slightly to express his apology.

“Just one cup a day,” Fu Muqian sighed. This was the only one among his classmates who could do that. “Do you know what kind of gambling is taking place at Dengying Tower?”

"I know, it's nothing more than a gamble on when I'll die." Wei Shengxi still had a faint smile on his face.

"Since you know!" Fu Muqian almost lost his voice, but thankfully it was loud outside, so he lowered his voice. "Since you know, why are you so indifferent? So what if that's Dengying Tower? How could you make such a bet!"

"But it's just a fact, just something others are playing around with, why take it to heart?" Wei Shengxi had a string of Buddhist prayer beads on her left wrist, and if you looked closely, you would find that they were quite similar to the string of prayer beads on Gu Nanyan's wrist.

“I’m not angry, so why should Taibai be? If I really cared, I would have found Uncle Bao and made a move on Dengying Tower.”

Uncle Bao – Ink is utterly saturated and weary.

As she spoke, she poured Fu Muqian a cup of warm wine.