The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

As the night deepened and people got drunk, the laughter gradually died down and the guests began to leave their seats and prepare for bed.

General Hua, who was so drunk that he could hardly stand, returned to his room with the help of Mrs. Hua and had no time to care about Hua Ye.

Hua Ye threw himself into Jian Wu's arms in a daze, refusing to let go. He wrapped his hands tightly around her slender waist and rubbed his head against her neck.

She said coquettishly: "Jianwu, drinking one cup after another is too boring, let's just use the pot... Uncle, bring us a few more pots of wine!"

Jian Wu smiled helplessly and advised: "Miss, you have drunk enough tonight, it's time to rest! Besides, my sisters and I are also drunk..."

The housekeeper couldn't help but frowning as he looked at this group of worrying young people. He was secretly glad that the master had arranged guards in advance, otherwise the house would probably be robbed by thieves.

Seeing the empty bottles and cans on the floor and the leftovers on the table, the butler couldn't help but feel a splitting headache...

Looking at those people who were either awake or confused, Xuzhi's slightly flushed face actually showed a hint of disgust.

Especially when he looked at Hua Ye, the disgust in his eyes was clear, and he looked like he was disappointed in Hua Ye.

The housekeeper ordered the guards to dismiss everyone in the courtyard. The gong had already struck three o'clock in the morning, and they were so sleepy that they had no energy to clean up the mess, so they just went to rest without caring.

Mrs. Hua threw General Hua onto the bed and rushed back without stopping. She saw that the crowd had dispersed and only her daughter was left, holding the sword tightly and dancing.

The handsome son-in-law sat aside and calmly watched his daughter acting crazy while drunk. Mrs. Hua could no longer sit still and rushed over.

A few crisp slaps landed on Hua Ye's buttocks, and he shouted, "You damned girl, if you can't drink, then don't drink. You'll make a fool of yourself if you drink."

"Excuse me, excuse me, dear son-in-law. I have already had a room prepared in the west wing. Let the servants take you there to rest."

Mrs. Hua immediately stopped cursing and turned to Xu, putting on a friendly look and making arrangements in a low voice.

Xuzhi was also very cooperative. He stood up, bowed to Mrs. Hua, then turned around and followed the servants of the Hua Mansion, slowly leaving Hua Ye, the drunkard.

Along the way, Xu Zhi remained silent, as if thinking about something.

The servant who led the way looked at Xuzhi with some curiosity, but did not dare to ask too much. He just led him to the west wing in silence.

Mrs. Hua saw Xu Zhi's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor and thought to herself, "I wonder if that kid understood what I said!"

He then slapped Hua Ye several more times, this time a little harder, as if he wanted to wake Hua Ye up.

Hua Ye seemed to be really drunk today...drank a lot...

It was a rare occasion that dozens of people from the entire Washington family were present at the reunion dinner, which really made Hua Ye happy. With red eyes, he drank several jars of wine.

"Hurry up and throw the young lady back to her room. She's just like her father. When she's happy, she gets drunk. When she's unhappy, she gets completely drunk..."

Mrs. Hua said this, but her hands were not idle either. She continued to pat Hua Ye vigorously, as if trying to wake him up from his drunken state. Her eyes revealed a trace of heartache and helplessness.

"This father and daughter are really a headache."

While she was complaining, she gently stroked Hua Ye's cheek with her hand, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes. Although she complained, her actions were full of care.

Mrs. Hua's voice gradually lowered, with a hint of doting and tolerance. She knew the tacit understanding between them and Hua Ye, and also understood the joy in Hua Ye's heart at the moment.

So, even though I get angry sometimes, I am more understanding and tolerant of them.

"Alright, alright, you two, hurry up and help the young lady back to rest."

Mrs. Hua waved her hand, signaling Jianwu and Wudao to send Hua Ye back to the room. Before Jianwu and the others could take action, she yawned loudly and went back to the room.

"I'm getting old, and my health isn't as good as it used to be!"

Jianwu and Wudao each held one of Hua Ye's arms and dragged her back to the room with great effort.

The two men, exhausted and slightly tipsy, could not walk any further, so they lay down on the kang in Hua Ye's room and fell asleep in a second.

Hua Ye, who was dizzy and thirsty from drinking, woke up in a daze when he fell on the soft bed.

"Water? I want some water, Sword Dance?"

The faint panting sound shouted over and over again, only causing the sword dancers and the sword dancers to turn over.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew...