"I chose to drink."
Jiang Yao immediately gave in. She felt that dare and truth would have the same effect when spoken from Lang Qi and Su Qianji's mouths.
The game had only been played for two rounds and Jiang Yao had already drunk two glasses.
The wine jug was handed to Zhao Ce.
Jiang Yao felt the same gaze again.
Her scalp was tingling. This was not a drinking game, it was a life-and-death game. They lived and she died.
But it was she who suggested the game, and it was too late to regret it now. Hongyuan next to her was eager to try and was looking forward to her turn.
"It's my turn."
Zhao Ce turned the wine jug on the table.
Jiang Yao closed his eyes resignedly. As expected, it was her again this time.
really.
Hong Yuan shouted from the side: "Sister Jiang Yao, it's you again."
Jiang Yao held his forehead, took a bite of meat, and prepared himself mentally: "Prince, please ask."
Zhao Ce chuckled: "Jiang Yao chose the truth."
He thought for a moment and asked, "Does Jiang Yao have a crush on someone?"
Hearing this question, Jiang Yao immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of game had to be played with Zhao Ce, what a warm-hearted man.
"I won't have to drink this time."
When she was about to answer, the man next to her was already very nervous.
Zhao Ce was also very nervous and pretended to drink, but in fact the glass didn't even touch his lips.
"No, I don't have anyone in mind."
Zhao Ce smiled, a relieved smile, and then handed the wine jug to Lan Ke.
Jiang Yao was secretly amused. These ancient people had no idea how to solve such a simple problem. Hey, why did he feel so chilly?
She turned stiffly and met a pair of shocked and angry eyes.
Su Qianji had been staring at her at some point, his face so dark that it was hard to describe in human language.
Jiang Yao thought for a moment, thinking, "Isn't it possible that she had offended him?" She boldly asked, "Master Su, what's wrong with you?"
Su Qianji twitched the corners of his mouth, but it didn't look like he was smiling: "It's okay."
Jiang Yao was puzzled, and when she turned around she saw the wine jug facing her again.
This time she lost her composure and stood up.
He stared at Lan Ke intently, his eyes seemed to be asking, "You have a fiancée, so why are you looking for me?"
Lan Ke smiled and said, "Miss Jiang Yao, is this truth or dare?"
"The truth."
Jiang Yaomao was determined. It was just a game. How could a modern person like her not be able to beat these ancient people?
Besides, she didn't believe that Lan Ke could ask any earth-shattering or soul-stirring questions.
"Miss Jiang Yao, if you could only choose between Master Su and the Crown Prince to marry in the future, who would you choose?"
Jiang Yao: “.” It is indeed a question that shakes the world and makes ghosts weep.
“Of course I choose.”
Who should she choose? Is it okay if she doesn’t want to choose anyone?
If she had to choose one, it would be Zhao Ce. He is so warm and she would still have a chance to win in future arguments. But if it was Su Qianji, she would be oppressed for the rest of her life and there would be no chance for her to turn things around.
But she couldn't say that. Ever since Lan Ke asked this question, she felt Su Qianji's gaze as if he wanted to torture her to death.
She felt that this question was not a problem. As long as she answered one person, the other person would definitely feel that he or she was inferior to the other person. This was related to the dignity of men, and then the other person would definitely make fun of her.
".Choose to drink."
Jiang Yao gave in again and sat down to drink a glass of wine in silence.
As Honglin poured her wine, he asked quietly, "Should I give you a little less Bairizui?"
"No, I still don't believe I can't beat them."
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