Allure of a Country Maiden
Chapter 985 - 983_1

Chapter 985: Chapter 983_1

Mrs. Liu disliked Mrs. Zhao’s demeaning remarks about Xiao’er while uplifting others. However, because her daughter had a good relationship with the Princess, she couldn’t say anything unpleasant and risk causing tension between the two families.

"Mother, don’t be angry. Mrs. Zhao is speaking the truth. Luckily, the marriage proposal fell through back then, or she would now be my mother-in-law. That’s absolutely terrifying!" Xiao’er whispered in response.

She agreed with and understood Mrs. Zhao’s words. She felt fortunate that the marriage proposal didn’t count, because if she had married Zhao Youwei and ended up with such a mother-in-law, her life would’ve been a disaster! How could she have the carefree and comfortable life she was currently enjoying?

Furthermore, it was a fact that her past status couldn’t compare to Fu Ranhui, who had half royal blood. That Mrs. Zhao would feel triumphant since Zhao Youwei was set to marry the princess was also understandable. Everyone has a bit of vanity—Xiao’er could relate to that.

Having heard this, Mrs. Liu felt it was true too. She had indeed suffered a lot because of Mrs. Shen, and whenever she thought of how Shangguan Xuanyi adored her daughter, treating her like the apple of his eye, she couldn’t help but smile. "It’s indeed a blessing that you married Prince Rui. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be leading such a life!"

Xiao’er smiled slightly. She felt lucky herself, but happiness wasn’t something to brag about; it was meant to be cherished. Therefore, she didn’t say anything more.

The few of them walked into the garden, found their places, and sat down.

The maids went on their own accord to fetch food for their masters. Because they knew their masters’ favorite dishes, they were comfortable letting the maids get the food for them. Of course, there were also some who personally brought their maids to pick their servings.

The women had just begun to eat when the men had already finished their third round of drinks.

The groom was supposed to get drunk, and he had already downed almost half a jar of alcohol.

Thinking of the significant amount that Prince Rui had drank during his own wedding, Zhao Youhe persuaded him to block a bit for his older brother.

Hearing this, Shangguan Xuanyi showed no expression. He finished his drink before slowly replying: "Marriage is the happiest and most meaningful event in life. So, one must drink this celebratory wine oneself!"

Upon hearing this, everyone recalled how during Prince Rui’s wedding, he welcomed all toasters, drink as much as it scared people. That volume was so great that it could kill someone with water, let alone with alcohol!

After hearing these words, Zhao Youwei’s eyes darkened. The happiest and most meaningful thing? He didn’t feel it that way.

Di Shaowei, the one who enjoyed stirring up trouble, shouted out, "That’s right! I was so drunk on my wedding night that I almost couldn’t enter the bridal chamber! Youwei, come on, I’ll drink to you. There’s absolutely no way you can refuse this drink!"

After hearing this, Zhao Youhe scorned him, "Were you really drunk? Weren’t you faking it? Your usual alcohol tolerance is not this low! You’re such a sly fox!"

"What the hell would you, a long-time bachelor, know? When you can marry the woman you love, you’ll feel drunk even without drinking. That’s called ’Wine doesn’t get one drunk, people get drunk on their own!’"

"Haha, Shaowei is right! Wine doesn’t get one drunk, people get drunk on their own! As for getting married, that’s exactly the feeling!" Lai Zhewei recalled the feeling when he wedded Liu Jingshu. He felt light-hearted in the several days before and after the wedding, occasionally breaking into a silly laughter. Aside from Liu Jingshu’s image, nothing else could enter his mind!

"Come, come, come, marrying the most beautiful princess in Minze Country, one must not skimp on the alcohol. Even if one gets drunk first, still have to drink."

"Yes, yes, yes! You must at least finish this jar before returning to the bridal chamber!"

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. Youwei, you have to put in more effort! Don’t keep the princess waiting too long!"

...

Everyone was jesting with each other.

Zhao Youwei didn’t say anything. The corners of his mouth lifted in something akin to a smile. However, those who were careful could tell that it was merely an official expression he put on to get by, and he was not genuinely happy.

Zhao Youwei accepted every drink offered by his friends. While they were laughing from the joys of alcohol, he needed a good drink to help him forget his worries, using it to temper the bitterness in his heart and forget everything.

As the cups of alcohol went down, Zhao Youwei was satisfyingly drunk, unconscious of the world around him.

Zhao Youhe resignedly helped another person escort him back to the bridal chamber.

"Princess, my older brother drank too much in his joy, everyone encouraged him to drink, accidentally he got drunk and unconscious, I apologize! In a while, I’ll send someone to bring in some hangover soup."

"Thank you, second brother," Fu Ranhui replied calmly. The truth was the moment the door opened earlier, her heart was almost about to jump out! But she hadn’t expected three people to enter all at once.

"That’s what I should do!" After uttering those words, Zhao Youhe quickly pulled two others out and hastily closed the door behind him.

Only two people were left in the room, with Fu Ranhui sitting uncomfortably by herself for a while. Seeing that Zhao Youwei showed no signs of waking, she couldn’t help but call out, "Mr. Zhao...Husband."

Fu Ranhui had barely spat out the first two words before it dawned on her that the two of them were already married, and so it wasn’t right to call him "Mr. Zhao." Blushing, she corrected herself.

However, Zhao Youwei, with a face as red as a ripe apple, gave no reaction to Fu Ranhui’s words and continued his deep slumber.

"Husband!" Unable to resist, Fu Ranhui called out and lightly nudged him.

But Zhao Youwei still didn’t react in the slightest!

Fu Ranhui was dumbfounded: Was he really drunk? Didn’t her mother say that bridesgrooms usually pretend to be drunk? Why was he genuinely drunk? Was he too happy? Or was his alcohol tolerance too poor?

Fu Ranhui couldn’t be bothered with her shyness any longer. She added a bit more force in her hand and pushed him firmly: "Husband, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Youwei remained motionless.

"He’s really drunk? But we haven’t drunk our wedding toast yet, what should we do?" Fu Ranhui thought aloud. She had no idea how other people resolved such situations during their own weddings. Her mother hadn’t taught her!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. A maid delivered a bowl of hangover soup. It was quite a large bowl. Fu Ranhui asked the maid for help, and together they assisted Zhao Youwei in drinking the hangover soup.

Hopefully, after drinking the hangover soup, he would wake up soon. At least, that’s what Fu Ranhui was hoping for.

The maid exited the room, and not far away, Zhao Youhe beckoned her. The maid, seeing this, approached him and bowed, "Maiden greets the second young master."

"Has the eldest young master drank the hangover soup yet?"

"The eldest young master has drank the hangover soup with the assistance of the eldest mistress."

"That’s good!" Hearing this, Zhao Youhe felt reassured. He then proceeded towards the self-service buffet in the garden, where many guests still needed to be attended to.

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