in2ebook Chapter 217 What happens after drinking?
Chapter 217 What happens after drinking?
Chapter 217 What happens after drinking?
At that time, Ye Wenyan was sitting in the weapon refining room of Yanhua Palace, holding a jar of wine, leaning against the wall, and watching a movie on the screen.
All you see are things from your past life, and all you watch are people from your past life.
The screen had sound, and she heard Feng Qingqing, who was flipping through a book, say, "So-called love is actually very simple and pure. It means having the person you love the most by your side. Even if we don't say a word, he's looking at the computer and I'm reading a novel, as long as I look up and see him, I'll feel very happy."
Turning two more pages, I sighed again: "Love comes and goes quickly. Some people get married because of love, but before long they find that love has faded and they start to regret this marriage. In fact, nothing is eternal. Without love, there can still be family affection, and without family affection, there can still be habits. If you always want to keep love fresh, then don't get married, just fall in love. Love can keep its freshness. After all, once you don't want to talk about it anymore, you can just break up. But marriage is a matter of two families. Once you get married, you have responsibilities to each other and to each other's families. If you have children, you have more responsibilities to the children. So if you want to get married one day, you must think carefully about whether you can smoothly transition from love to family affection when the day comes that love fades."
Feng Qingqing has a lot of things to say when reading books, and her chicken soup for love can fill them up.
But at that time, the five of them had no idea what love was, and no one knew what kind of happiness love brought. Even Feng Qingqing had only read a few romance novels and summed up a few words of inspiration.
She once laughed and said that it was just a fictional love affair of little girls in novels, but it was not until now that she realized that what was described in romance novels was not necessarily all false. In fact, love itself is very simple, just like now, she only needs to tilt her head to see the red-robed man sitting in the spirit gathering array, and just looking at him without saying anything is enough. How nice it would be if life could go on like this, if she was not from the Xuanmai Ye family, if she was just an ordinary time traveler, she would definitely enjoy this good time carefully and not waste a single inch.
Unfortunately, she was not so lucky. The burden on her shoulders had never been lightened from her previous life to this life. She had no chance to enjoy it, so she could only take a break from her busy schedule.
He poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, and the screen picture changed again. It was the funeral of Bai Xing, the head of the poisonous Bai family.
Bai Xing is the father of Bai Heran, the head of the Poison Vein Family. Out of moral obligation, they all showed up, but Bai Heran stopped them outside the gate of the burial garden and told them to go back to where they came from. The dead man was not worthy of all five families gathering together to see him off. Even her daughter was unwilling to take one more step forward.
They stayed as instructed, and Mu Jingyu took up the pen to judge the yin and yang, and used ink to describe the past life and the present life. But in the end, he snorted coldly, and with one stroke, he dispersed a ball of white light, and the soul turned into ashes, which was considered to be a vent for Ah Ran.
Ke Mu Jingyu also told them: "Although I shattered Bai Xing's soul, I was unable to disperse his spirit completely. I always have a feeling that if the world changes one day, maybe they will meet again, because it is written in the Yin-Yang Judgment that they will have a father-daughter relationship in this life."
She remembered this scene very clearly, and even now, she could still remember every detail even without the screen.
She remembered that she said at that time: "This life is enough, will Ah Ran live in another life?"
Feng Qingqing asked: "Will there be another life?"
Mu Jingyu said, "You are the head of the Bu Mai family, so you should ask yourself. You can tell if there is another life by calculating it, but I can't do anything about it."
But Feng Qingqing didn't calculate it, the reason was: "You can never predict the fate of people and things, it's useless to calculate what is decided by fate."
After taking another sip of wine, the scene showed Ah Heng asking them to go to the east together to save people.
Ah Ran asked: "Why save them? Is it your mission or our responsibility?"
Ah Heng said: "So the higher-ups say it's a mission, but to me it's a responsibility. To you, it might just be to lend me a hand so that I can rescue a few more people. But Wen Yan, you have to promise me that you can't use spiritual power. Worldly matters must be resolved by worldly methods. Do your best and leave the rest to fate, but be at peace with your conscience."
So they went, shuttling back and forth in the flames of war, occasionally getting scratched on the arms by bullets they couldn't dodge in time.
But no one cares about those things. Since it is for saving people, then it is just saving people.
Now that I think about it, she has done good things, including medicine, poison, magic, and divination. None of her lineage has let down the country or humanity. But in the end, she ended up like that. Who can she ask for justice? Who can she ask to settle this account?
At some point, the screen faded and she fell asleep. When she woke up again, she smelled the familiar scent of agarwood, which was right beside her. She wanted to open her eyes but didn't, and just stretched her hand forward.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was grabbed by someone. He habitually pulled the hand closer to him, placed it under his cheek, and continued to sleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but finally I couldn’t fall asleep anymore, so I opened my eyes and saw my beloved sitting cross-legged beside me, with a handsome face and a rosy robe, like a god descending from the sky.
She turned over and got closer to him. He opened his eyes and looked at her, and gently stroked her soft hair with his big hands, "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." She smiled at him, and the more she smiled, the more her nose felt sore. She asked him, "Shi Liyuan, can you stay with me forever? Unless we part in life or death, you will not leave me?"
He frowned slightly, "Why are there so many separations and deaths? The shackles of heaven and earth will be opened one day."
"If you open it, you will only live a hundred years. Everyone will die eventually." She turned over again, as if she felt uncomfortable looking up at him, so she simply climbed on top of him.
Shi Liyuan was still sitting in the spirit gathering formation. When he saw the little girl crawling over, he did not refuse her. He just opened his arms to welcome her and hugged her tightly. Then he patted her on the back a few times and asked softly, "Ayan, have you been wronged?"
She shook her head. "No, and no one can make me feel wronged. Shi Liyuan, how is your spiritual power recovering? Did I disturb you? Did you carry me here just now? I forgot to tell you that you cannot leave the spirit gathering array, otherwise the array will become invalid, and I will have to set it up again. But it doesn't matter, it doesn't take much effort to set it up again. As long as there are flowers, my spiritual power will be inexhaustible. Let's take a break, and you hug me, and I won't feel wronged at all."
He then held her tighter, like he was holding a child. But at the same time he told her a fact: "I have never left the Spirit Gathering Array, so you don't need to create a new one. As for you, well, you rolled around and rolled to my side."
"Huh?" She pushed him away a little, with a look of disbelief on her face, "I rolled over by myself? How is that possible? I'm a very sound sleeper. Even if I turn over occasionally, I wouldn't turn over so far!" Looking at the diameter of the refining room, it was quite large. She would have to turn over more than thirty times to get to him.
What kind of dream did she have to have to turn over more than thirty times?
"Lie to me!" "I never speak nonsense."
"Even if I rolled over by myself, you are in the spirit gathering array. How can I roll into the array as well?"
"Perhaps this spirit gathering formation recognized you as its master, so it automatically opened a gap for you. If you keep rolling, you will finally get in. Ah Yan, you are here now, why bother with formalities. Why don't you come to my side? I will hug you and you can tell me if you have any grievances. When my spiritual power is almost replenished, I will seek justice for you. Ah Yan, you always said in the past that you would not let me show up, fearing that my identity would scare them. But you see, if I don't show up, they will bully you. So instead of letting them bully you, I might as well scare them to death. It will be less of a worry if they die."
Ye Wenyan was really puzzled. "With your identity and appearance, isn't it inappropriate for you to say such things? Master Liyuan, you should care about the world, love the people like your own children, and respect every life."
"What about you? How do you view the lives of those who bully you?" "That's not life!"
"That's it. You can say it, but I can't? Ah Yan, how can this be true in the world?"
"You can't show up anyway." She insisted as before, "It's not like I can't do anything without you. Why do you give people the impression that I rely on men for everything? I am an independent woman of the new era. I will take my own revenge, fight my own fights, and even tear down my own home. I will never ask others to do it for me. That way I will lose the pleasure of revenge."
"You want to demolish the house? How do you do it?" He was quite interested in this. "Like demolishing Prince Su's mansion?"
She shook her head. "That's a military demolition. We can't always use force. I want a cultural demolition. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. I don't want you to understand."
“Why don’t you want me to understand?”
She spoke the truth, "Shi Liyuan, you are the high and mighty Emperor of Northern Qi, the ruler of the world, you should sit in Yanhua Palace for people to worship you. You should listen as little as possible to the dirty things that happen behind closed doors in the capital. Don't let these things disturb your peace and pollute your noble elegance. I can drag you into the world of mortals, but I can't let you step into the chaos of worldly affairs. Shi Liyuan, just stay here. I like to see you like this, and I don't like to see you standing in a crowd and bickering with others. Even if I want to fight, I don't want you to watch, because it's ugly and embarrassing."
He still frowned, "How much is face worth? Why do you care so much?"
"Other people's things are worthless, but yours are valuable. Anyway, just listen to me, I won't let you suffer any loss."
She smiled and moved forward, her little mouth almost touching his lips.
He was in a trance and recited the Heart-Clearing Technique several times before he calmed down. Then he began to mutter, "Fairy!"
She disagreed, "A demon is a demon, not a goblin. Everyone in Lin'an City calls me a witch, so why did you demote me to a lower level? Or... do you like goblins? Hey, do you know what a goblin is? Have you seen one before?" Shi Liyuan really thought about it seriously for a while, then shook his head, "I have never seen a goblin, but I have only heard some folk rumors. Whenever goblins are mentioned, they are mostly foxes."
"A fox spirit?" She laughed. "So the folk rumors you heard were all about foxes becoming spirits and seducing men, so you think I'm a demon? I seduced you?" She giggled, "Yeah, I guess so. I really did seduce you."
He felt that if he didn't change the subject quickly, the little girl might make trouble again. So he changed the subject abruptly: "Who made you angry? Who made you come to my place in the middle of the night with a jar of wine? Was it your old lady, or your second uncle and second aunt?"
"Neither of them." She twirled his hair with her hands and said, "It's my second sister. She hates me and thinks that I live to compete with her for the favor of the family. That's why she quarrels with me every now and then. But I can't do anything to her. After all, there is still mother. I can't go too far. So I can't get rid of this anger, so I have to drown my sorrows in alcohol." She spoke pitifully, which made him feel heartbroken. He wanted to ask the little girl how to get rid of this anger, or he could use a spell to teach the second sister a lesson?
Before he could even ask, the little girl started to climb on him again. She climbed up all the way, kneeling on his crossed legs, hanging her hands around his neck, squinting her eyes, and said to him as if she hadn't woken up yet: "Master Liyuan, don't talk about those unhappy things. I'm still a little drunk. Do you know the saying, people often say, what kind of nonsense will happen when you're drunk?"