Qing Chuan Rebirth: Seeing You Every Year

Chapter 63 The Drinking Mantra
Yinti hugged her to the warm bed, pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly: "You think your health is better this winter, so you start tormenting yourself to get seriously ill again?"

Shu Yi grabbed the quilt and slowly poked her head out: "I don't want to cry either, I can't control myself."

Her eyes and nose were red from crying, and she had a lovely appearance.

"I love to cry. After so many years, I still haven't made any progress. Give me your hand."

Shu Yi stretched out her hand that was red with cold, and he held it in his arms.

"I know you are worried about me and Xingtai. You have been restless for several days, and you can't sleep well."

Shu Yi slowly moved into his arms: "How do you know I can't sleep well?"

"When I came back, I knew at a glance that you were pretending to be asleep."

Shu Yi felt that she was well disguised, she didn't move, she breathed evenly, how could she tell it at a glance.

She raised her eyes and asked, "Why do you think I'm pretending to be asleep?"

"When you are asleep on weekdays, if I go to bed, you will subconsciously come to hug me, but you won't when you pretend to be asleep."

She turned her face to the side and curled her lips: "Why don't I know."

"You are a sound sleeper, so naturally you don't know."

Shu Yi grabbed his wrist and changed the subject: "The third day of junior high school invites them to come home for dinner, okay?"

"Okay, whoever you want to call, I'll let them post."

"I said before that I owed Master Ninth a meal, and you can call Shang Ce Ling Erfu again. In fact, I still want to call Master Thirteen and Yunhua, but..."

Yinti looked at Shu Yi's downcast eyes, and said softly: "I forgot to tell you that they have been released from the confinement, so they can come."

The snow falls, and the red stove is warm.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, a night of heavy snow completely covered the smell of fireworks in the air in the capital.

"There was less snow last winter, and I don't want to make up for it at the beginning of this year. The fourth brother told me that the process of New Year's sacrifices in the palace can be reduced or reduced."

Yunhua rubbed her hands together and went into the room with Lord Thirteen: "It's snowing so hard, sister really chose a good day!"

Shu Yi looked at the steaming hot pot on the table: "Not only did we choose a good day, but we also set up a good table!"

After several people wished each other good wishes, Yinti hurriedly greeted everyone to sit down: "I'll wait for you.

Yunhua smiled and said to Shu Yi: "My sister's face is red and red, it's good to see the meaning, and against the Ruixue outside the window, it's a sign of a prosperous year."

Celing was looking out the window and sighing: "Let's go to war immediately, such heavy snow is not a good thing."

Shu Yi took two jugs of wine and put them on the table: "Don't worry about it, we will talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today!"

Ninth Master Yinzhen warmed himself by the fire, and said to everyone: "You are all in my honor, she has owed me this meal since last summer, but she has called so many of you."

Shu Yi walked to his side and said in a low voice, "Jiu Ye must have a good drink with Thirteen Ye today."

Yinzhen knew what Shu Yi meant by this, Yinxiang was imprisoned because of himself, he felt apologetic in his heart, and he also sent a lot of things over the past six months, but he didn't say anything.

Celing laughed: "I don't think there are any good dishes on this table. Is she trying to trick us into drinking with her?"

Shu Yi held a plate of meatballs and placed it in front of Celing: "Young master's words are wrong. You must drink the wine. I also prepare the dishes with great care. This pot was specially ordered by me years ago. It's called Yuanyang pot, two One is spicy and the other is sour, the red soup is definitely a taste you have never tasted before."

She revealed a few more dishes: "All the meat and offal on the table are freshly killed today. I also made some cooked shabu-shabu dishes, such as crispy pork, shrimp slippery, meatballs, and beef balls. But I do the cooking myself."

As she spoke, she asked the maids to bring up seasoning bowls: "Everyone's dipping sauce is prepared by me according to your taste. Besides, I'm not paying attention, it's really hurtful."

Celing hurriedly clasped his fists in apology: "Look, I just said something to make fun of her, she has so much to say, and I'm so stupid that I'm no match for her!"

The hot pot is steaming hot, and it is snowing outside the window.

Everyone sat down, chatting and laughing lively, Shu Yi sighed, this is just like Chinese New Year!

She sat next to Yinti, picked up a few slices of beef and put them into the tomato pot. After tossing for a while, she clamped Yinti's bowl tightly and whispered to him: "Try it quickly, if you don't like spicy food, don't eat it." Go pick up the vegetables in that pot."

Yinti picked up a piece and chewed it carefully: "Why does this soup taste like tomatoes?"

"You really did eat it. I secretly picked all the fruits from the Empress Dowager and Emiang Palace in summer, and tried to store them until now."

Master Jiu looked at the two of them and asked, "What are you young couples whispering about?"

Shu Yi replied to Ninth Master: "Since it's a whisper, naturally I can't listen to it with you!"

"Why did the host eat gunpowder today, and he will hate everyone when he sees it. Let me toast you first!"

Master Jiu stood up holding the wine, and Shu Yi also generously held the wine: "Thanks to Master Jiu for taking care of Shu Yi's business last year, please take care of him next year."

"Don't dare, thank you for the mandarin duck pot today, I still remember that I love this spicy taste, and the seats are arranged properly!"

As they spoke, the two lightly clinked their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

In Shu Yi's memory, Jiuye Yinzhen loves spicy food very much.But Yinti can't, he doesn't blush when he drinks alcohol, but he does when he eats spicy food.But at this moment, the man's chopsticks insisted on picking up a piece of beef in the spicy pot.

Shu Yi hurriedly turned around and took a bowl of milk tea, and when he put the meat in her mouth, she handed it over. She counted down to two one in her heart, and the man's face turned red all of a sudden.

"I told you not to let you eat it, but I still want to eat it."

"I want to try it."

The atmosphere at the table was always lively, everyone toasted and said auspicious words to each other, Shu Yi's drinking capacity has gradually increased in recent years, and he actually drank with them for three rounds.

The Thirteenth Master was a little drunk, knocked on the bowl and groaned: "The poor girl always suffers from a miserable life, the most is the ruthless emperor's family!"

Yunhua hurriedly pulled him back: "He's drunk again, I'll say goodbye to Lord Thirteen first!"

The Thirteenth Master stood up and shouted: "I'm not drunk, Yinxiang respects you all, I hope we can calm down Mobei as soon as possible, and the teacher will return to the court!"

It was midnight, and the crowd just dispersed.

Unsurprisingly, Shu Yi drank too much again, held Yinti's face in his hands, a little confused between dreams and reality, and shouted: "Yinti, do you know that I used to be a staunch materialist, but since I met you , but I began to wonder if we could have an afterlife."

She laughed and leaned on Yinti with her whole body: "Tell me, is this like what a scholar in the 22nd century who received nine years of compulsory education and went to a university said, is it plausible?"

Yinti hugged her even tighter, and comforted her softly: "We will have countless afterlife, and we will never be separated from each other."

Shu Yi continued to yell, "Tangning told me that the increase in entropy in the universe is irreversible, and the arrow of time will never turn back", but I don't believe it. How could she, who can be created by time-traveling machines, tell me this What kind of words. I want to come back, I want to go against the trend, since I can't take you back, I want to change my life against the sky for you..."

Yinti was startled, suddenly looked at the drunken man in his arms, and kept silent like a cicada.

He beat his head hard, trying to wake himself up from the drunkenness, and repeated in his mouth: You said you wanted to come back, you wanted to change your fate...

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