She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 247: The Iron Lump Blossoms, Indeed a Rarity

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: The Iron Lump Blossoms, Indeed a Rarity

Yan Wanqing was suddenly made to drink without warning, the spicy liquid flowing down her throat, warming her up from the inside.

She naturally took the wine jug from his hand and started to drink.

"Good wine!"

It was smooth on the palate, spicy at first but then mellow, with a faint scent of osmanthus.

"This wine is a private reserve of the City Lord, not usually spared for casual drinking. Today, with the great victory we’ve had, it’s finally put to good use." The butler, who had just come up with a tray, said happily.

Yan Wanqing looked at Ji Yuntai: "Why does this wine have a hint of osmanthus? There are clearly no osmanthus trees in Xiliang City."

Ji Yuntai’s gaze met the butler’s in the air for a moment, then quickly landed on the inquiring Yan Wanqing: "To report to Commander Yan, this is osmanthus honey taken from home, prepared according to a secret recipe by my mother. A little was added when brewing the wine, which is why it has the fragrance of osmanthus."

As he spoke, his eyes bent into a smile: "Commander Yan really has a good nose; most people can’t discern it."

Yan Wanqing put the wine jug to her nose and sniffed again, the osmanthus aroma mixed with a peculiar clarity, truly extraordinary.

Just as Yan Wanqing was about to speak, Xiao Pingfeng suddenly interjected: "This touch of osmanthus is indeed the finishing stroke, the City Lord truly excels at brewing."

Ji Yuntai had intended to speak with Yan Wanqing, but someone suddenly interrupted. Seeing Yan Wanqing nodding along, he could only continue the conversation: "It’s the way our folks back home brew it."

"Then, where is the City Lord’s hometown?" Xiao Pingfeng squinted his long, narrow eyes, which couldn’t hide the teasing within: "It seems I’ve never heard you mention it."

Ji Yuntai was already somewhat displeased at this point.

He did not know who this man was, suddenly appearing out of the blue, and so close to Commander Yan, too.

Yet, as far as he knew, Commander Yan was engaged to the Young Marquis from the Northern Border.

So, the man before him must be like him, another suitor.

And if he was a suitor, he should act like one.

Thus, Ji Yuntai looked toward Xiao Pingfeng with a gentle smile: "This brother is quite the curious one, eh? But it’s okay, I do enjoy sharing old stories with the young." He waved to the butler: "Please help this young brother move his seat next to mine."

"There’s no need for that; I’m quite comfortable here and can attend to Commander Yan during the meal." Xiao Pingfeng raised his eyebrows, slightly lifting his chin towards Ji Yuntai.

Being men, they instantly knew what the other was thinking.

"How could that be acceptable? I feel a kinship with you at first sight. Today, we must drink to our hearts’ content, not returning until drunk!" Ji Yuntai added: "Come on over."

Just as Xiao Pingfeng was about to decline, he heard Yan Wanqing beside him give him a nudge.

Her voice already carried a hint of tipsiness.

"Go ahead, it’s rare for the City Lord to take such a liking to someone." After speaking, she lowered her voice: "Go get the secret recipe for the osmanthus honey."

Xiao Pingfeng looked at her, helpless against the sly sparkle in her peach blossom eyes.

Ah, what a mischievous girl.

"Alright, then I, too, shall drink until drunk with the City Lord today!" Xiao Pingfeng picked up a large wine jar from beside his seat and walked over to the spot next to Ji Yuntai.

He placed the wine jar on the table.

His slender fingers pulled off the red cloth cover, and the aroma of the wine burst forth from the mouth of the jar, filling the great hall and refreshing the heart and mind.

Yan Wanqing, smelling that scent, couldn’t help but lick her lips.

"Butler, butler, fill mine up!"

The butler saw how much she loved the wine brewed by the City Lord himself and dared not delay, quickly stepping forward to pour more for Yan Wanqing, his face creasing into a big chrysanthemum with his smile, radiantly splendid.

"Alright, alright, drink less of this, the wine has a strong aftereffect," the butler said as he refilled her cup with the jug.

Yan Wanqing paid no mind to such advice.

She felt very content drinking the wine and observing everyone in the grand hall...

After the third round of drinks.

The two men, rivaling each other, had not succumbed, but she was the first to fall.

Ji Yuntai saw Yan Wanqing resting her chin in her hands, cheeks flushed rosy, eyes bleary and hazy, and for a moment, was completely mesmerized.

"Drink up, Brother Yuntai," Xiao Pingfeng said as he came over with a cup of wine, hooking his arm around Ji Yuntai’s neck and subtly blocking his line of sight with his body.

By this point, the two men, who had been drinking as brothers, had shared everything but the last piece of unspoken truth between them, essentially becoming brothers.

But even as brothers,

you don’t look at your brother’s woman, let alone touch her.

After Ji Yuntai had finished the drink passed to him by his newly acknowledged brother, he slumped over and collapsed onto the table as well.

The butler hurried over, "Master, Master?"

"Brother Yuntai has had too much," Xiao Pingfeng’s speech was slightly slurred as he staggered towards Yan Wanqing, then told the butler, "I’ll leave Brother Yuntai to you, I’ll help the marshal to rest first."

The butler was anxious and exerting strength, trying to rouse Ji Yuntai. Worrying about the other, he shouted toward Xiao Pingfeng, "Why would a big man like you take the marshal? I’ll just call a couple of maidservants to take her back."

"The maidservants can’t carry the marshal... I’ll take her back and then come back to drink with Brother Yuntai," Xiao Pingfeng decided with a single sentence and then hoisted Yan Wanqing up heading towards a side door.

The butler grew even more anxious, quickly signaling to the maidservants with his eyes.

With the two of them alone, if anything were to happen, how could he explain it to their City Lord?

Their City Lord was well in his thirties, men in other houses at this age were already grandfathers, but their City Lord was like a piece of iron, stubbornly refusing to show any sign of understanding.

Along the way, the maidservant followed Xiao Pingfeng closely and discovered that he truly was just seeing her to her place.

"Prepare some clean water and later wipe the marshal’s face. Change her clothes too, if she wakes up later, help her take a bath," Xiao Pingfeng said to himself, completely oblivious to the maidservant’s shocked expression.

Such a careful man!

Wanting to marry!

After Xiao Pingfeng had left, the maidservant hurriedly did everything as instructed. Only when Yan Wanqing relaxed her brow and comfortably fell asleep, did the maidservant dare to leave.

When the banquet ended, it was when the moon climbed over the willows. The grand hall was strewn with soldiers lying here and there, and Ji Yuntai was being pushed to his room by the butler, while Xiao Pingfeng also had quite a bit to drink.

He massaged his throbbing head, wandering aimlessly around the City Lord Residence, then pushed open a door and walked in.

Approaching the shadow of the bed behind the curtains, he caught a familiar fragrance.

"Wanwan..."

A soft whimper came from within the bedding.

He leaned down, gently brushing away the messy hair from her forehead. The moonlight streaming through the window revealed a delicate little face, and he couldn’t resist biting her lips.

What followed was an unstoppable torrent...