Having fun, Huo Zhiyu ordered Chai Yue: "Hurry up and get another jar of good wine."
But then Concubine Ge said to the Queen Mother, "It just so happens that what I brought to the Marquis of Lin'an today was a jar of the extremely rare Thirty Years Old Immortal Drunk. I'm afraid it will be taken out to entertain the princess before it can be delivered to the Marquis of Lin'an."
"Really?" Huo Zhiyu rubbed his hands. "The Immortal Drunk is sweet on the palate, with a clear aroma. Thirty years of cellaring is even more rare."
Unexpectedly, Huo Wuyou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly tutted his words: "What do you know about wine?"
Huo Zhiyu was dissatisfied: "Stop looking down on me. Why don't I understand?"
Huo Wuyou curled his lips. "Last time, you drank my Fenjiu as if it were Peach Blossom Smile, and ended up being drunk and unconscious. Have you forgotten that? You can't even tell the difference between Fenjiu and Peach Blossom Smile. This time, the Immortal Drunk is a gift from the Imperial Concubine. I don't want to waste it in your hands again."
After that, he took the initiative to tell Chai Yue, "Go get her own collection of wine."
Huo Zhiyu stamped her feet in anger: "Grandma, look at him! He's already a man of honor, yet he still bullies me! It's just a jar of wine, isn't it? How stingy!"
At this moment, Concubine Ge looked a little embarrassed. She clenched her hands under her sleeves and tried to mediate, "I still have some Immortal Drunk in Cuiwei Palace. Let's start with this one. Later, I'll have someone send another to Marquis Lin'an. Why hurt the brother-sister relationship over this?"
Huo Wuyou said, "Your Highness, you don't have to spoil her. Any good wine she has is like a cow chewing a peony. I feel sorry for the wine, too."
Having said this, the imperial concubine could not persuade her any further.
Soon, the palace maids brought up the cattail and wine.
Ge Yuanhui stood up and sat in front of the chessboard. "Since that's the case, I'd like to ask, is there anyone among you willing to fight?"
An Zhaoyi didn't know Chupu, Huo Zhiyu had lost interest, and Concubine Ge held her head and shook her head: "I've had some wine, and I feel dizzy just looking at this chessboard, so I won't get involved."
As expected, Ge Yuanhui's gaze fell on Xue Zhiyi.
But before he could open his mouth, Huo Wuyou said, "I'll do it."
Ge Yuanhui was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that Lin'an Hou Chu Pu is very skilled? I'm afraid I'm not as good as him..."
Huo Wuyou smiled: "So Miss Ge still has to choose the person to play chess with?"
Just when Ge Yuanhui was embarrassed, Xue Zhiyi stood up and said, "Let me do it."
Xue Zhiyi knows Chupu. In her previous life in Chunfeng Tower, she had to entertain guests at banquets, so naturally she knew how to play such table games.
However, she has never played it in her life.
Not only that, she was also very curious about what Ge Yuanhui was planning this time.
Huo Wuyou wanted to say something, but she saw Xue Zhiyi's eyes were calm and composed, as if he was not afraid of Ge Yuanhui's suspicious malice at all, and sat down face to face with her.
Seeing this, he sat down and waited to see how Xue Zhiyi would respond.
Chupu starts the game.
Sure enough, although Ge Yuanhui's skills were excellent, Xue Zhiyi still caught him off guard and captured one of his pieces.
Ge Yuanhui was stunned for a moment, and Xue Zhiyi just smiled and reminded her: "Miss Ge, it's time to drink."
Xue Zhiyi was also very curious. Why was Ge Yuanhui so confident? Did he think that his Chupu was invincible and that he would never lose to others?
Ge Yuanhui looked unhappy, but he just forced himself to drink a glass of wine.
When Ge Yuanhui drank the third cup, Xue Zhiyi noticed that Concubine Ge's complexion had changed unconsciously. Looking at Ge Yuanhui again, she saw that the three cups of wine had made her face a little red, and the unwillingness in her eyes became difficult to conceal because of the tipsiness.
Xue Zhiyi thought to himself: Do you really want to win? Or do you really want to get her drunk?
After thinking for a moment, seeing that Ge Yuanhui was about to drink the fourth glass of wine, Xue Zhiyi changed the direction of the chess piece in his hand and calmly placed it in a position full of loopholes.
Finally, Ge Yuanhui won a game, but unfortunately, under the influence of alcohol, his emotions, which he usually kept secret, were inadvertently revealed in front of Xue Zhiyi.
When Xue Zhiyi was drinking, he felt Ge Yuanhui's anticipation and joy.
Well, they just wanted to get her drunk, didn't they? Then she would do as they wished.
So in the next few moves, Xue Zhiyi had a harder time, until his cheeks turned red and his eyes were filled with fatigue.
Suddenly, she closed her eyes and lay on the table with her arms as a pillow.
Ge Yuanhui couldn't help but smile: "Oh, Miss Xue must be drunk."
The Queen Mother, who had been watching the match with great interest, saw this and jokingly said, "The Xue family girl's alcohol tolerance is really too low."
Concubine Ge also laughed: "Isn't it? After all, she is a little girl. Usually, she is probably under strict supervision by her family, so she rarely drinks."
As he spoke, he ordered the palace maids, "Yunshuang Yunxue, help Miss Xue down to wake up."
When Yunshuang and Yunxue helped Xue Zhiyi to stand up shakily, Huo Wuyou wanted to say something but stopped himself. Suddenly, he saw Xue Zhiyi holding his head and secretly glanced at him.
Huo Wuyou then smiled: He is so brave that he dares to do bad things in the palace.
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Xue Zhiyi let Yunshuang and Yunxue support him, took soft steps, and let them help him walk to the back hall.
"Miss Xue, be careful. I'll help you lie down."
After walking for a while, the two men helped her into a room. She squinted her eyes and couldn't see clearly where she was.
After being placed on a low couch, Yunshuang and Yunxue left the room.
She quietly opened her eyes when there was no more movement in the room. She saw the graceful fragrance of sandalwood and the elegant furnishings. Many famous paintings from previous dynasties were hung on the walls, and there was a calligraphy on the top-grade sandalwood table.
This seems to be a study.
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