Yan Xiaoyi brought the wine bowls over.
The ones that were more damaged were called Shanghai bowls.
He placed one in front of Qin Yiqiu and the other in front of himself.
Then, he removed the seal of one of the wine jars and poured a full bowl for Qin Yiqiu and a little for himself.
"Xiaoyi, you've poured too little for yourself …" Qin Yiqiu grumbled unhappily.
"Finish it." Yan Xiaoyi picked up the bowl and finished it in one gulp. It looked generous, but it was only a few drops the size of a grain of rice.
Qin Yiqiu smiled as he picked up the bowl and finished it. This was what it meant to be forthright.
He let out a long breath and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. "Good wine. It's a pity that Instructor is no longer in this world. "
Yan Xiaoyi sat down. His face was pale as if an old wound had been reopened.
After a while, he said expressionlessly, "Oh, oh. Young Master misses Instructor, but he came to drink with me."
"That's not contradictory," Qin Yiqiu said, "Wasn't it like this before?"
"You should go to his grave," Yan Xiaoyi said.
"Pour the wine," Qin Yiqiu said.
Yan Xiaoyi poured the wine. This time, he poured half of it for himself.
"You can't drink it. Just a little less … Hmm, just a little less is better …" Qin Yiqiu picked up the wine and drank as he mumbled.
After half a bowl of wine, Yan Xiaoyi's face turned red. However, he was still energetic. "Who said I can't drink it?"
"Hehehe, Xiaoyi, you're drunk." Qin Yiqiu laughed foolishly.
Yan Xiaoyi poured the wine again. This time, it was overflowing. "Instructor is no longer here. I'll drink with you on his behalf. Big bowl. "
He raised his head and finished the wine in one gulp. The wine overflowed and flowed down his neck.
His face turned bright red.
However, his eyes were still bright.
"Alright, I won't lose to you." As if he had met his match, Qin Yiqiu's eyes became bright too.
This drinking session lasted for nearly four hours, and the sky was already very dark.
They had almost finished the two jars of wine. They were completely drunk.
"Little Yi, hehehe … How do you think Miss Tang is doing now?" Qin Yiqiu's eyes were half-closed as he leaned on the table.
Yan Xiaoyi was even worse. He lay on the chair like a dead pig, muttering, "Fish, such a big fish … I'm going to catch it and stew it …"
"Yan Li saved her … Will she like him even more now?" Qin Yiqiu looked sad. "Why wasn't I by her side when she was in trouble?"
"Ah Li? Ah Li, you don't know how to drink water … Don't go down … Don't … Hahaha, Eleven, don't save him, let him drink a few more mouthfuls … Haha, Ah Li, what's biting your d * ck … "
"Little Yi, let's go … to the Hundred Thousand Mountains … to find Miss Tang …"
"Chaosheng … Is this wine you brewed? It's obviously urine. Drink it yourself … Go drink your own urine …"
The two drunkards mumbled to themselves for a long time before finally falling asleep.
About two hours later, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the Qin Residence was like a huge beast that had fallen asleep. There was no sound at all.
Yan Xiaoyi's snoring suddenly became softer. Sweat began to bead on his forehead, and steam started to rise from his back. The room was instantly filled with the pungent smell of alcohol.
After a while, he slowly sat up and walked over to open the window. The hot air, along with the unique wind and dust of Western Liang, blew into his face. His face instantly felt dry.
"Did I mention that I hate the wind and sand here?" He muttered.
Then, he glanced at Qin Yiqiu, who was still in a deep sleep, and walked out of the window.
He walked silently through the huge Qin Manor, as if he was walking in his own backyard. He came to a You Prison that had been abandoned for many years.
This was the inner court, a forbidden area of the Qin Residence. Even Qin Yiqiu was not allowed to walk around casually.
This You Prison had been abandoned for more than ten years. Everyone who knew the owner of the You Prison was nowhere to be found. The servants in the residence, who dared to go near this place, were all secretly dealt with.
Yan Xiaoyi had only been here once. That was when he attended a banquet with Qin Yiqiu. He took the opportunity to observe the terrain and location while he was urinating. There were many opportunities after that, but he did not come again. Because once he found something, he would have to leave.
However, there was nothing. The entire You Prison only showed that a woman once lived here. Other than that, there was nothing else related to a woman. Perhaps it was kept by someone with ulterior motives.
Yan Xiaoyi stood on the balcony of the You Prison and looked up at the half-moon. Of course, he did not have the urge to recite a poem. He did not have the literary talent. He only looked at the half-moon and thought of Lonely Moon Tower and Yan Chaoyang.
"This is my aunt's room." A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.
Yan Xiaoyi's body shook. He turned around and saw Qin Yiqiu walking in slowly with a lantern in his hand. His face was as pale as the moon, and he did not look drunk at all.
His eyes were as hazy as the moon.
"Your aunt?"
"Yes," Qin Yiqiu said softly, "My aunt's name is Qin Yulian. She's Martial God Wang Ba's wife."
"Why are you telling me this?" Yan Xiaoyi's face was slightly pale. He was shocked by what he said.
"Because you're my best friend," Qin Yiqiu said.
"I'm not." Yan Xiaoyi turned around and looked at the half-moon.
"Friends should come from the heart. Maybe it's one-sided, but the truth will not change just because you deny it," Qin Yiqiu said, "And I'm used to helping my friends. This is what you want the most."
"You already know," Yan Xiaoyi said with difficulty.
"I know."
"When did this happen?"
"Not long ago."
"What are you going to do to me?"
Qin Yiqiu walked out of the balcony. The pale moonlight shone on his pale face. It was filled with suppressed anger. Even the flame in the lantern in his hand seemed to be infused with such intense anger that Yan Xiaoyi couldn't help but look away.
"Leave," he said.
Yan Xiaoyi looked at him in surprise.
"You have an hour," Qin Yiqiu said expressionlessly, "I'll only be friends with you for another hour."
…
Yan Xiaoyi walked on the streets of Liang City. He was expressionless, but his mind was in a mess. The past and what he had just experienced were mixed up in his mind. They were in a mess, losing their shape and expanding infinitely. Then, they suddenly disappeared, as if they were sinking into a turbulent turbid river.
He thought of many things, but there was one thought that kept popping up in his mind. He chased away all the other thoughts, and the thought appeared clearly.
"I'll only be friends with you for another hour."
What was a friend?
To him, this was a strange word.
Even though it was foreign, it made him waver. Stay!
It was followed by endless self-condemnation.
He knew that this was unforgivable.
A faintly discernible black shadow interrupted his thoughts.
There seemed to be demons and monsters walking in the alleys on both sides of the street. They followed him like his shadow.
He could not help but quicken his pace.
He could do a lot of things in an hour. If he ran at full speed, he could run very far. But no matter how far he went, he could not run out of Liang City.
He was stopped by a black shadow in an abandoned sand city.
It was already more than an hour later.
He recognized those black shadows. They were all cultivators that the Grand Council was training or had trained before.
Every single one of them was jealous of his treatment. They had been harboring evil intentions for a long time.
This attack was exceptionally vicious and merciless.
Sword light flashed in the sand city.
Bright red blood splattered like flowers blooming in the night.
The massacre began.
…
Yan Li woke up.
He felt that he had been unconscious for a long time.
He did not want to get up because it was very comfortable.
He opened his eyes. It was still the Crystal Palace. He closed his eyes again, wanting to fall unconscious again.
"You're awake." A soft voice sounded like a lover's caress.
He knew that he would see that beautiful face when he opened his eyes. But he did not want to open his eyes because it was too comfortable.
It was so comfortable that he did not want to think about anything else.
This was a lap pillow. Although this person might not be Ji Zhiyuan, they were so similar that how could Yan Li not let his imagination run wild?
After a while, he sighed. "Sigh. What do you want from me? Just tell me."
"I have slept in the darkness for thousands of years." The woman reached out and caressed his face. "I have comprehended a single truth: the 'real thing' is hard to find in the world. In this world, the only thing I do not want you to hide from me."
Yan Li said, "You want me to be honest with you, but you do not tell me anything. Besides, I cannot think of anything that I have hidden from you. Who are you to me? Why can't I hide anything from you? "
The woman said, "There are some things that you will not believe even if you know them. There are some things that are not beneficial to you. There are some things that I cannot tell you."
Yan Li sat up and stared at her coldly. "So you keep making me die again and again. Is this a game to you?"
"I am in pain," the woman said very seriously.
"Why are you so awkward!" Yan Li said angrily. "Why can't you just say it? Why do you have to beat around the bush?"
The woman said forcefully, "There are some things that men should take the initiative to do."
Yan Li asked, "What initiative?"
The woman said seriously, "Didn't I say just now that I like you? But you did not express it. I am very unhappy."
"That's it?" Yan Li could not help but be stunned.
"Also," the woman said seriously, "I asked you if you would come back to see me. You said you would, but I know you won't. I am very unhappy. "
"If you are unhappy, you want me to die?" Yan Li clenched his teeth and stared at her. "Who are you? Do I know you? I don't care if you are tall or not … "
He could not say what he wanted to say next.
Because his lips were blocked.
The face that haunted his dreams.
His mind was blank.
The woman did not delve too deeply into it. A victorious smile hung on her pretty face.
"…" Yan Li stared blankly for a long time. He had always been the one taking advantage of others. This time, he felt like he was the one being taken advantage of.
"Remember me well." The woman said and waved her hand. The door opened again. It was still the same boundless world of ice and snow.
Yan Li knew that he could leave this time.
But there was a feeling brewing in his heart.
He stared at the woman with naked eyes. "You like 'real things', don't you? You like to confess, don't you? Do you know what is a man's first impulse when he sees a beautiful woman? "
"What?"
"To tear your clothes!"
Yan Li pounced on the woman and pressed her under his body. He stared at her eyes aggressively. "I love you so much that I'm going crazy!"
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