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Chapter 92 Drinking under the Peach Blossom Tree

Chapter 92 Drinking under the Peach Blossom Tree

"Who is this little brother?" Yan Nantian looked at Hua Wuque and asked.

Seeing him asking about Hua Wuque, Xiao Yu'er immediately rushed to answer: "Uncle Yan, his name is Hua Wuque, he is my elder brother, dear elder brother."

Hua Wuque also respectfully called Yan Nantian Uncle Yan.

Yan Nantian's face was shocked, and he hurriedly asked: "Really?!"

Xiao Yu'er nodded, and then told Yan Nantian about Hua Wuque's life experience.

Yan Nantian couldn't help laughing up to the sky after listening to it, and roared happily: "Okay! Heaven has eyes! Second brother, younger siblings, you can rest in peace even if you have knowledge!"

He said to the two: "Back then I was deceived by Jiang Qin, I wasted time, and failed to save my second brother. When I arrived, only Xiao Yu'er was alive."

"I thought he was the only flesh and blood of the second brother in this world, but I didn't expect there to be another one."

Then, he looked at Hua Wuque again and said, "I saw you just now when I was in the same room, because you look exactly like the second brother when he was young!"

After speaking, he looked at Hua Wuque and Xiao Yu'er, feeling extremely satisfied.

Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wuque were also very excited, because Yan Nantian could be said to be their last relative in this world.

"Today is really a good day, I really want to drink several jars of it to my heart's content!" Yan Nantian said proudly.

Murong Jiu smiled lightly when he heard this, and said: "It's not easy for Master Yan to want to drink. I have nothing else in the Murong family, so I must have enough alcohol!"

"Okay!" Yan Nantian heard that there was wine, and immediately said happily: "Then let's have a good drink first!"

Everyone was infected by his arrogance, and wished they could immediately pick up the wine jar and drink until they were not drunk.

Soon, a jar of fine wine was brought over by the servants, and a dozen people sat on the ground under the peach blossom tree in the yard, drinking happily.

Lu Qing didn't drink alcohol originally, but he didn't want to spoil everyone's interest, so he made an exception and had a good drink with everyone.

During the dinner, Yan Nantian asked about the little fairy's life experience. After knowing that she was Zhang Sanniang's daughter, she had mixed feelings, but soon recovered, and continued to chat with everyone.

In the afternoon, everyone drank more than [-] jars of wine, an average of more than one jar per person, and Yan Nantian even drank five jars alone!

It can be seen that he is indeed extremely happy.

At night, everyone except Lu Qing was drunk, and each of them was helped back to the room by the maids and servants.

Yan Nantian drank the most, was the most drunk, and was the first to leave the scene.

After that, Su Ying, Xiao Yu'er, Hua Wuque, Tie Xinlan and others also gradually became drunk, leaving only Lu Qing who was not drunk and Murong Jiu who was drunk.

Lu Qing doesn't drink because he doesn't like the stimulation of alcohol on his taste buds, not because he can't drink.

With his physical fitness, there is no problem with drinking alcohol, let alone alcohol.

On the contrary, Murong Jiu was a little surprised that this girl was so able to order.

It should be because she has improved her Hunyuan Zhenqi recently, and she is about to step into the sixth floor, so her physical fitness has improved a lot.

Even so, she is too drunk now. Although she is still somewhat conscious, she is no longer sober.

The flushed Murong Jiu lay in Lu Qing's arms, took a deep breath, and said in a daze, "It smells so good, you smell really good."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help rubbing Lu Qing's hot chest with her small Qiong nose.

This is not Murong Jiu's drunken words, nor is it the psychological effect of seeing beauty in the eyes of lovers, Lu Qing does have a strange fragrance on him.

This is a natural phenomenon after physical training to the extreme.

Legend has it that there is a secret method in Tantric Buddhism, which can be practiced to become a golden bodhisattva. The body of the golden body is not bad, and it will emit faint sandalwood.

Taoist sages also exude a faint fragrance, which can help people realize the Tao.

Although Lu Qing could not be regarded as a bodhisattva or a saint, he was still considered a half-step immortal, and it was not unusual to have a strange fragrance on his body.

Seeing Murong Jiu with a blushing complexion and a delicate demeanor, sniffing the girl's unique body fragrance mixed with the mellow aroma of wine on the tip of his nose, and feeling the unique softness in his arms, Lu Qing's heart throbbed for the first time.

This feeling is very strange, as if the heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, a little exciting and a little flustered.

This is also a feeling that Lu Qing has never felt before.

He feels that he is not a sentimental person, but he is not a ruthless person either.

It's just that he has always had a clear goal, and he always thought about waiting until he stepped into the fairy road before talking about relationships, so he never had too many emotional entanglements with others before that.

Even if she had an unclear relationship with Murong Jiu by mistake, she always treated this girl as a little girl.

It was not until today that he felt this primitive throbbing for the first time, a kind of throbbing between a man and a woman.

"You're drunk, go to bed first." Lu Qing looked at the drunken Murong Jiu and said softly.

"I'm not drunk. I'm not."

After Murong Jiu muttered a few words in a low voice, he completely lost his drunkenness.

Looking at the profile of Murong Jiu who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, that pink face looked like a tender fairy peach, Lu Qing suddenly had the urge to go up and take a bite.

He lowered his head slowly, and lightly pecked that hot, tender cheek with his lips.

After this brief contact, Lu Qing's lips felt like an electric shock, crispy and numb, and his heartbeat couldn't speed up much.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew down the peach blossoms on the tree, and also stirred the ends of Murong Jiu's hair.

Murong Jiu, who was drowsy, was blown by the cold wind, and subconsciously burrowed into Lu Qing's arms.

When the spring breeze blows in March, people are more delicate than peach blossoms.

Lu Qing hugged Murong Jiu who was asleep, and shared his own warmth with her. Murong Jiu also unconsciously chose the most comfortable position.

Lu Qing looked up at the peach blossoms on the tree, and then at the boundless galaxy. The peach blossoms are delicate and the galaxy is bright, each with its own charm.

He suddenly felt that everything in this world was much more vivid.

In the past, he has always regarded himself as a traveler and this world as a post station. He is only staying here temporarily and will leave soon.

Just like what the poet said: The master of heaven and earth is the reverse journey of all things.

Therefore, except for those living and independent people, he doesn't have much affection for the things in this world. Although he doesn't regard all these things as illusions, he doesn't pay too much attention to them.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that everything in this world became more lively.

He suddenly and truly understood what the heart sage Wang Yangming said, "Before you look at this flower, this flower will die with you in silence. When you look at this flower, the color of this flower will be clear for a moment. You will know that this flower is not outside your heart."

No wonder Su Shi, a great writer, said, "This is my hometown where my heart is at ease."

Inspired by philosophy, his words understand human nature, and he deserves to be a great poet who has left his name through the ages.

Lu Qing looked down at Murong Jiu who was breathing deeply, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

After she fell asleep again, Lu Qing gently carried her back to the room, and he went back to the small courtyard to look at the little peach blossoms on the tree.

Although the flowers are delicate and beautiful, they have not yet reached the time to fold them.

But it's coming soon, just a few months away.

In the past, he devoted himself to cultivation, even after ten or twenty years, he didn't feel anything, but now he suddenly felt that a few months was too long.

(End of this chapter)

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