Chapter 19 Can You Drink?
"Bitch!" After County Magistrate Yao realized what was happening, he slapped Yun Lan hard, causing her face to swell up immediately. "It's only been a few days and you've hooked up with someone from the cultivation world? You're really capable!"
His face was covered with fat, and he laughed obscenely, "I just want to taste what it's like to be a woman that those high-ranking monks have slept with."
Yunlan raised her head like a rattle, "Master County Magistrate, I am already Yan Qu's man. He just asked me to stay here temporarily and will come back to find me soon. If he knew you treated me like this, he would definitely not let you go."
"You still dare to threaten me?" County Magistrate Yao said viciously, but he climbed down from Yunlan. He really couldn't afford to offend the cultivators in the cultivation world. Moreover, those two came from the Twelve Immortal Mountains. If he really angered that person, he could take off his official hat with just one word.
Damn it, the beauty at my fingertips is always out of reach. County Magistrate Yao said angrily, "Forget it. I feel a little dizzy today. I don't need you to serve me."
County Magistrate Yao slammed the door and walked out, and saw Fu Ning sitting on a recliner and Song Jinghe beside her in the yard.
The three men met each other. Song Jinghe didn't even look at County Magistrate Yao, Fu Ning just glanced at him and continued to look up at the sky. The fat County Magistrate didn't provoke Fu Ning and left angrily with his servant.
Thanks to the small size of the yard and the poor sound insulation, Fu Ning just wanted to admire the moon, but ended up hearing the conversation between the fat county magistrate and Yun Lan clearly.
Fu Ning looked at the quiet West Wing and said, "She does have some skills."
Song Jinghe said at the side: "I thought you invited me out to save that woman."
Fu Ning looked at him strangely, "Why should I save her?"
This question left Song Jinghe speechless for a moment. He had forgotten that not everyone is as pure and kind as Qing Ning. The woman in front of him obviously put herself first in everything and was a selfish person.
Fu Ning looked at the moon in the sky and said, "It's already hard for some people to survive, so how can they spare the energy to punish others?"
Her cheeks were softened by the moonlight. "Today's moonlight is really beautiful. It would be even better if we could have a few bottles of wine. Can you drink? Have a couple of glasses with me."
Just as Song Jinghe was about to refuse, Fu Ning had already run to the kitchen, and soon found a pot of white wine. He also called Ermao and prepared a plate of peanuts for her.
Fu Ning filled their glasses and clinked them together. "Cheers to the moonlight tonight."
Song Jinghe did not move, "We monks do not drink alcohol."
"Ah?" Fu Ning froze in mid-air holding the wine glass and blinked, "Monks nowadays don't drink alcohol? When was this rule established?"
Although she was not a drunkard before, she often held banquets in the fairy mountain. Many monks came to the banquet and everyone drank to their heart's content. Unexpectedly, the monks nowadays have quit drinking.
Song Jinghe frowned and said, "It has always been like this."
Fu Ning sighed, saying that the monks nowadays don’t know how to enjoy life.
She tempted, "Anyway, you are not in the world of cultivation now, and your cultivation has been damaged. It won't hurt to have a small taste."
Song Jinghe hesitated, "But..."
Fu Ning picked up his wine glass and put it to his lips. "Try it. If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it."
The intoxicating smell of alcohol penetrated his nostrils. Song Jinghe lowered his eyes to look at the small wine glass beside his lips, and the pair of fingers that were neither white nor slender, and even a little rough. His Adam's apple moved slightly.
He was curious about the taste of the wine, so he took the glass from Fu Ning and took a sip. The overbearing and warm taste passed through his throat.
He raised his eyebrows, thinking it was amazing, and took another sip.
"How is it? Very different, isn't it?" Fu Ning said with a smile, "Come on, let's have a drink!"
She clinked her glasses with Song Jinghe, drank the wine in her glass, and then filled another glass.
The choking taste of alcohol went down his throat, and Song Jinghe's facial features wrinkled up because of the spiciness.
Fu Ning had never seen him look like this before, and thought it was very interesting. He picked up the wine pot and poured him another glass, shouting, "Cheers!"
After drinking several glasses of white wine, Fu Ning lay down on the chair, squinted his eyes comfortably, and felt warm in his stomach.
She tilted her head to look at Song Jinghe standing beside her. His cheeks were flushed as he staggered to pick up the white wine pot and poured a glass for himself and Fu Ning respectively. However, more wine spilled outside than what he poured into the glass.
Fu Ning said distressedly: "Although this wine is not expensive, it cannot withstand your waste like this."
Song Jinghe raised his glass and shouted with great momentum, "Xiao Shuang, cheers!"
That's the right thing to do! Fu Ning stood up happily and clinked glasses with him, "Cheers!"
As soon as she finished drinking, she heard a loud bang and Song Jinghe fell headfirst onto the table.
Fu Ning pushed him, "Song Jinghe?"
No response.
Fu Ning shook him vigorously, "Are you asleep?"
Still no response.
Fu Ning was stunned. After a long while, she sighed. This person’s alcohol tolerance was too poor. She had just started.
Facing the moonlight, she poured herself more than a dozen glasses of wine and finally felt a little satisfied. She put down her glass, pulled Song Jinghe up from the table, held his shoulders, pushed him back to the room, and came to the bed.
This person didn't react at all.
Fu Ning had no choice but to lift her upper body and lay it on the bed, and Song Jinghe's mouth just brushed her ear.
She heard Song Jinghe muttering, "Qingning...Qingning..."
It seems that after meeting the heroine once, he is still thinking about her.
Fu Ning thought that when she arrived in the world of cultivation in the future, she would help bring the villain and the heroine together, which would definitely increase their favorability.
She took off Song Jinghe's shoes and put his legs on the bed. Because of lack of exercise for a long time, his legs were thinner and more slender than hers, and it seemed that one hand could hold them.
Fu Ning covered him with a quilt and was about to leave, but he heard the tone of his muttering change.
She was curious and wondered who else was in Song Jinghe's heart, so she put her ear close to his mouth.
"Fu Ning."
The two short syllables were particularly clear in the quiet night.
She bent down in disbelief and listened again, and it was actually her name!
Fu Ning immediately called the system and asked hesitantly, "Did Song Jinghe call my name just now?"
System: "Yes, sir, it is absolutely true, no doubt about it."
Fu Ning: "...I didn't expect that I could enjoy such treatment with only 40 favorability points? Is Song Jinghe's favorability points towards others all zero?"
System: "I can't detect other people's favorability."
Fu Ning: "...I just let you speculate!"
She closed the door for Song Jinghe. It was already late at night and Da Mao and Er Mao had already gone to bed. She cleaned up the leftovers in the yard by herself.
She looked up at the east wing and sighed to the system: "This Yunlan has used everything she can, no wonder she can go to the cultivation world to sow discord between the male and female protagonists."
She didn't expect that she was also within Yunlan's reach.
The next day, Yunlan, with five fingerprints still on her face, came to the door, and the two sat opposite each other in the main room.
Yun Lan got straight to the point and said, "Madam Fu, I heard that you can make pills. I want to ask if there is any pill that can create the illusion of pregnancy."
Fu Ning pretended not to understand and asked, "Yes, I do, but what do you want it for?"
Yunlan looked embarrassed. "It's my sister. She hasn't been able to get pregnant. She can't even hold her head up in her husband's family. So she asked me to help her think of a solution."
Fu Ning shook his head in a solemn manner, "This kind of thing can only deceive for a while, not forever, so what's the point?"
Yunlan said anxiously, "I know, but my sister's life is so hard. She is scolded by her mother-in-law every day and beaten and scolded by her husband. If a fake pregnancy can make her situation a little better for a while, I still want to ask you to help her. As for the future, we can think of other ways if we can't hide it anymore."
Fu Ning was just teasing her. She naturally knew Yun Lan's purpose. She wanted to delay time until Yan Qu came back to find her and take her away.
According to the original plot, she should have succeeded.
Fu Ning thought for a moment and said, "I can refine the elixir you want, but I have a condition."
Yunlan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she grabbed Fu Ning's arms, "Sister Fu, what are your conditions?"
"Help me try the newly refined elixir."
Yun Lan suddenly let go of her hand and asked with some hesitation, "What kind of pill is this? Will I die?"
Fu Ning did not hide it and said generously: "It is a medicinal herb called Xiling Grass. Although this grass is extremely toxic, it can improve the quality of spiritual roots. I am studying how to reduce the toxicity and make it more practical."
Yunlan repeated stupidly, "Spiritual roots?"
She could not forget that Shen Qingning had said that she had mixed spiritual roots and could not practice in this life, and she would not be able to survive even if she went to the world of cultivation.
This is tantamount to scolding her for being wishful thinking.
But she didn't understand, is a person's fate determined at the moment of birth? The poor can only be poor all their lives, and people with poor talents can only be oppressed by others?
She never believed in fate, but was forced to believe it by fate. However, the person in front of her said that there was a kind of herb that could improve the quality of spiritual roots.
Her eyes lit up and she asked, "Can my spiritual roots really be improved? If my spiritual roots are improved, can I practice like a cultivator?"
Fu Ning nodded, "If I succeed, I will give you one for free. If you want to practice, you will naturally be able to improve your cultivation. But don't worry, the dose I tested is not large, and your life is definitely not in danger."
Yunlan nodded repeatedly. She would definitely not lose out on this deal. "I'm willing. I want to try it."
She lowered her head shyly, "I want to become stronger."
Fu Ning smiled. She even started to like Yun Lan a little bit.
The system couldn't help but remind him, "Boss, this woman is very cunning in the novel. We must stay alert and don't let her trick us."
Fu Ning shook his head and said, "I like ambitious women."
She gave Yunlan a pill that day to help her hide it from the doctor invited by the county magistrate.
After County Magistrate Yao found out Yunlan was really pregnant, he did not dare to neglect her at all. He specially arranged for a maid to stay with her and sent someone to deliver food every day, for fear that something might happen to Yan Qu's child and he would be blamed in the future.
Yunlan was very perceptive. She could see that Fu Ning loved to eat, so she brought her nutritious meals to share with Fu Ning every day.
Fu Ning did not reject her kindness.
Within a few days, she prepared five detoxification prescriptions with different proportions and asked Yunlan to take a small amount of Xilingcao to try which detoxification prescription was most effective.
Yunlan took them one by one, endured the pain, and described her feelings to her in detail. Unfortunately, the effects of these antidotes were not ideal.
While Fu Ning was improving the prescription, he also gave Yun Lan several Qi Gathering Pills to help her improve her physical fitness to prevent her body from being ruined by the Spirit Cleansing Grass.
After taking the Qi Gathering Pill, Yunlan felt the presence of spiritual energy in her body and loved to run to Fu Ning's house more and more.
This resulted in Song Jinghe being able to see Yunlan every day when he was having lunch with Fu Ning.
Seeing how close the two were, even he couldn't help but remind Fu Ning, "Be careful not to let a wolf into the house."
Fu Ning thought of Yun Lan's ending in the original book and laughed, "You two really are mortal enemies, and that hasn't changed."
【Author has something to say】
Yunlan bit her handkerchief and lay in shock with her swollen face in the house. She heard a sound coming from the yard.
"Cheers to the moon tonight!"
"Xiao Shuang, do it!"
Yunlan: Woohoo, do you have any conscience?
Sister Fu and Brother Jing: a heartless duo.
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