Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 291 No way back
"What happened to you, can you tell me?" Xiao Bai lowered his head to meet her intentionally avoiding eyes.There used to be a spark of fire that eclipsed everything in it, but now there are only dilapidated shadows left.

Jian Yunling put together a perfect smile again, tilted her head and teased: "It's rare to see you take it seriously once, it's such a memorable moment, why don't we come back drunk!" Then he held up the wine jar, chanted loudly, and said: " Such fine wine should not be let down!"

Xiao Bai wanted to shake her hand, but Jian Yunling took advantage of the opportunity to show Xiao Bai the characters on the red paper on the altar, pointing to them one by one and explaining: "Do you know these two characters? Mao—tai. Use 'ji' The peerless nectar brewed from the Chishui River water that collects Xiushui and flows eastward! If you don’t drink it, it will be a waste and a blasphemy. Drink it!"

Before she finished speaking, she grabbed the mouth of the jar and slammed the whole jar of wine onto Xiao Bai's thin chest, the fragrant wine spilled all over his body, before he even had time to wipe it off, Jian Yunling grabbed his wrist and dragged him in front of her.

"What are you going to do? You are a married woman, and I am a good woman, so don't mess around!" Xiao Bai shrank his shoulders and hid back, looking like a little girl who has been molested.

Jian Yunling breathed out alcohol on his self-proclaimed handsome face, and hissed: "Be quiet, don't let others hear you. Or, let's recite poems. Reciting poems with wine can't be more elegant."

In order to escape her clutches, Xiao Bai hastily agreed.

Only then did Jian Yunling let him go, glanced at the sinking sky outside the window, shook her head to respect the rolling black clouds in the sky, grinned and said loudly: "Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and will be sold with you forever worry!"

Xiao Bai put down the wine jar, rubbed her painful wrist, gave her a white look, and said with distaste: "Are you going to the battlefield? Why are you so arrogant, it's not suitable for you!"

Jian Yunling put down the wine jar, pouted her mouth like a child, puffed her cheeks, rolled her eyes and thought for a long time before carefully asking: "Then let me change the sentence, okay?"

Xiao Bai smacked his mouth, sighed uncontrollably, and said, "As you like."

"Then..." Jian Yunling rubbed her forehead and thought for a long time.She didn't read many poems in her previous life, and in this life she mostly read martial arts books, and there are very few poems that fit the occasion. Remember the sunset at the brook pavilion, intoxicated and not knowing the way back.”

After singing, she felt that her situation was very similar to Li Qingzhao's. Sadness spread across her eyebrows and eyes, like strands of sticky spider threads, entangled in her heart, making her breathless.

Xiao Bai noticed the change in her mood, pushed the wine jar aside, and continued the unfinished topic just now: "You haven't told me, what happened to you?"

Jian Yunling was intoxicated in her own world, her vision was remote and endless.He murmured softly in his mouth: "The way back...the way back...there is no way back..."

When it comes to the last sentence, almost every word brings tears.Although she didn't really cry, Xiao Bai could tell that she was holding on.

There is no way to continue to be sad like this. Xiao Bai wanted to divert her attention, so he put aside the questioning, and returned to that unscrupulous look, leaning on the soft seat, and said with a smile: "Your poems are good. Especially when you comment on Chishui River I like the phrase 'collecting spiritual springs in one body, collecting Xiushui and flowing eastward'!"

Jian Yunling's big white teeth were brighter than the fifteen bright moons, and she said with her tongue out, "I tell you, I didn't write this poem, it was written by a poet in the Qing Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)