The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

"Since you're here, why don't you have a few drinks with me on her behalf? That will make up for her regret of not being able to drink with me in this life."

Shi Rong tried to relax, but she couldn't escape from here anyway.

It would be better to try to please him, and perhaps find a suitable opportunity to complete the mission of killing him.

"You don't have to feel any pressure. Since we're going to drink together, I hope you can be more focused. As long as you make me happy, I'll give you my life."

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong felt like crying but had no tears. She thought that Du Wu must have the ability to read minds just like the Huo family.

So the little thoughts hidden in her heart could not escape his sharp eyes.

Holding the wine glass in both hands, Shi Rong clinked it with him while being a step shorter than him.

Taking a sip, I found that the wine was strong, but also fragrant and rich in aroma.

Afraid that he would be unhappy, Shi Rong raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Du Wu secretly admired her boundless drinking capacity. He put two fingers together and used a magic method with moderate force to control the wine jar on the table and poured her a new glass.

"I brewed this laurel wine myself when I was bored and buried it under the peach tree. It seems you have a good alcohol tolerance. You can drink a whole bottle and act as if nothing happened. You are the first person I have ever met."

Shi Rong curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

"The drinking capacity is inherited from my ancestors. My family members can drink, so it's natural for me to inherit it."

Du Wu nodded and picked up a piece of braised duck meat for her.

"Do you have other brothers and sisters at home?"

Shi Xian ate the meat strips obediently and found them to be delicious, not greasy and very refreshing.

"I have a half-brother named Shi Yang."

Shi Yang?

It's the central time.

"What a beautiful name! You modern people are much more creative in naming your descendants than the ancients. He must be happier than winning the lottery to have a sister like you. He'd wake up laughing in his dreams, right?"

Shi Rong shook his head.

"Not always. We do argue sometimes, but every time, he's the first one to lower his head and comfort me."

"Ha ha!"

Du Wu let out a hearty and pleasant laugh, as if bathed in a spring breeze, full of vigor and vitality.

"If I were him, I would do the same. Who would really want to make a beautiful woman angry? It's just a spur of the moment, I want to try something unique so that you will remember it."

Du Wu was indeed, as Bo Fan had said, a rare and modest gentleman. If they were not mortal enemies, perhaps Shi Cheng would have become friends with him.

"You're very gentle, much like a close friend of the opposite sex. But I don't understand why a sentimental and delicate gentleman like you would force yourself on Yuqing?"

Du Wu stood up, walked around behind Shi Rong, and did not answer her questions.

Instead, he changed the finger shapes of his hands, and when soft, light green speckled with silver stars overflowed from his palms, he pushed them all into Shi Heng's body.

Through her clothes, she heals the external injuries on her skin.

When Shi Rong finally reacted, he felt several streams of scorching warm currents suddenly advancing layer by layer, passing over the dense wounds on his back.

Overall, I can’t say I feel uncomfortable or comfortable either, but I can clearly feel that the broken wounds are healing rapidly.

Including the sword wound on her lower abdomen, all were affected by Du Wu's healing power and recovered in a blink of an eye.

"Be careful in the future and don't get hurt again. You modern people don't understand ancient techniques and can't provide you with the necessary healing in a timely manner."

Du Wuli usually put the strands of black hair behind his head, which were blown away by external force. He pinched them with two fingers and turned them into a jade comb, which he combed slowly from top to bottom.

"Thank you."

Shi Rong tried to move a few times, and found that his back, which had been painful, really didn't hurt anymore, and there was no tearing pain. He pressed his side abdomen again, and no blood came out.

One cannot help but marvel that although witchcraft is an evil way, it has its benefits if used properly.

"It's ok."

After helping her comb her hair, Du Wu sat back in his original seat and continued what he had just said.

"You asked me why I went against my nature and violated Yuqing. Actually, even now, I haven't been able to fully understand the reason."

"Perhaps it was love, or perhaps it was possessiveness at work. He couldn't bear to see her get close to others, and this gave rise to a jealous, insane ambition."

Du Wu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Yuqing is the woman we both admire, and I have never thought of taking her for myself. But you won't understand, every time I see her fairy-like figure."

"She looked at me with a smile, and spoke of her sorrows and joys with sincerity and frankness. That was the best aphrodisiac in the world."

Du Wu compared the slender and graceful figure of Shi Rong, who was sitting opposite him.

"Just like right now, you are sitting in front of me. You don't even need to move, but you are already the most dazzling beauty in my opinion."

"You made me fall in love with you at first sight. I want to possess you and make you my queen, but I think you won't be happy if I do so."

Du Wu's sudden and affectionate confession was like a key to unlock the past, and waves of memories that did not belong to Shi Rong flooded into his mind.

……

"Du Wu, you bullied me again! You made my skirt dirty. I hate it so much."

Yuqing was wearing the newly made glazed and gold-powdered feathered robe by the embroiderer but deliberately soiled by Du Wu. She sat on the couch in the bedroom in a huff.

"Yuqing, don't be angry, I'll help you clean it up, okay?"

Du Wu was wearing a plum-red robe and a jade crown on his head. He half-knelt in front of her with a doting look in his eyes. He raised his hand and wiped the stain, and it disappeared.

But Yuqing was still angry.

"I don't want it even if you clean it! I'm a germaphobe and won't wear dirty clothes~"

Du Wu patiently persuaded.

"Yuqing, don't be so willful. You know there are many refugees outside the palace right now. They can't even afford leather, silk, or coarse linen clothes."

"The palace embroiderers made you gorgeous clothes using the finest materials. You've only worn them once, so they shouldn't be wasted. I was wrong, okay? I won't play such a joke on you again next time."

Yuqing raised her head proudly.

"What does it have to do with me if they don't have clothes to wear? I just want to live comfortably!"

Du Wu couldn't do anything to her and could only go along with her.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say. I'll go get someone to make you a few new ones."

Only then did Yuqing nod contentedly.

"it is good."

The scene changes and it is already late autumn.

The two sat side by side on the high platform at the palace gate, Yuqing's head resting on Duwu's shoulder.

"Du Wu, last night the king was drunk and kept making love to me all night. I cried out in pain, but he still wouldn't stop. Why can't he be as gentle as you, even though you're brothers?"

Du Wu said.

"If my brother were gentle, he wouldn't be able to control the entire court. Can I apologize to you on his behalf? Later, I'll go to the witch doctor and make you some nourishing soups."

"In the palace, there is a new phoenix crown and eight hairpins with pearl flowers that I ordered to be made for you. We will go and try them on later. It will definitely look very beautiful when Yuqing wears it."