"Um??"
"Perfect for a little drink!"
Upon hearing this, Rong Yang slowly sat up. "It is very suitable. Why don't we open the jars of Daughter's Red wine that my mother buried when she gave birth to me?"
“Okay…” Rong Ning stood up, “Open mine too.”
"Yours?"
Rong Yang thought she had misheard. "When did you dig this up?"
The reason she was taken away was because she was going to be married off to a foreign ruler. Her father ordered her to be dug up and taken away as part of her dowry.
Rong Ning chuckled and replied, "I dug it up a long time ago. With my current personality and reputation, no young master in Nanyang City would dare to marry me."
Besides, as the Emperor's daughter, her marriage certainly cannot be arranged according to my wishes. Therefore, there's no point in keeping this "daughter's red wine" (a type of fermented rice wine); it's better to dig it out and drink it sooner rather than later.
"Ah Ning...you really are..."
"Don't talk about that..." Rong Ning interrupted her, "Let's go... let's drink!"
No matter how free Linghua Temple is, it is still a Buddhist sanctuary where people abstain from alcohol and meat, and they have been vegetarian for several days.
The small kitchen quickly served up some snacks to accompany the drinks, and the two drank together under the moon, chatting away.
I reminisced about everything from my childhood, drinking as I did so, and getting drunk as I drank.
Rong Yang is a very restrained person. Even at this moment, when she felt her consciousness starting to become hazy, she refused to drink anymore.
She doesn't like being drunk; she doesn't like the feeling of not being able to control her own behavior and consciousness.
She toyed with her wine glass, rested her chin on her hand, looked at Rong Ning, and said softly, "Ning, thank you for staying by my side these past few days. You helped me do many things that I would never have done before. If you hadn't been there for me, I would never have had the courage."
"Sister...why are you saying all this..."
If the marriage alliance hadn't been arranged so hastily, Rong Ning might have taken her elder sister to an even more distant place.
Rong Ning got up, opened another jar of wine, and poured it for her. "Sister... don't think too much tonight. Drink up, drink until you're satisfied, then you'll be able to sleep well."
Otherwise I won't be able to sleep.
Rong Yang stared at the wine glass, paused for a moment, and finally drank it down.
In the middle of the night... wine jars were scattered all over the ground.
Rong Yang is usually a gentle and quiet girl. Even when she's drunk, she doesn't make a fuss or talk much. In the end, she leans on Rong Ning's shoulder and falls asleep.
Rong Ning, on the other hand, remained sober and showed no reaction despite drinking so much alcohol.
The master said it was a matter of her constitution; she was born with the ability to drink without getting drunk, which is a skill not everyone has, and she should thank God.
Turning his head, he looked at his elder sister, whose cheeks were flushed and who was sleeping soundly. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. He put down the wine jar in his hand, gently pulled Rong Yang into his arms, and let her comfortably lean against his lap.
She poked Rong Yang's cheek and murmured gently, "Sister... before, you were always the one who took the lead, allowing me to go wild outside."
"Well... this time... I'll take the lead in front of you."
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