After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

The matter quickly reached Jiang Yuke's ears, but she did not blame Fang Xiaoran. Instead, she punished the servants as well, which seemed to be an attempt to establish Fang Xiaoran's authority.

As a result, no one in the entire Marquis's mansion dared to disrespect Fang Xiaoran anymore.

The Hou family banquet was being prepared in full swing, but Gu Yuming and the others were going to the palace to receive their titles, and a banquet would definitely be held in the palace. It was estimated that they would not return until dark.

Even so, Jiang Yuke devoted herself wholeheartedly to the preparations, which shows how much she cared for her son.

As the most prestigious and outstanding young master of the Marquis's mansion, it's understandable that he would be interested.

As dusk fell, another snowfall occurred. Fang Xiaoran sat in the corridor, gazing absently at the snow scene in the courtyard. Lately, things seemed too calm, and she had a feeling that it was the calm before the storm.

Of course, for her, it was better to be random. Consort Ning was already on the verge of death, and the long-standing grudge could finally be avenged.

Just then, Qinglan ran towards her through the thick snow, "Princess, they're back."

"Let's go pick them up."

Jiang Yuke led the women of the mansion to the main gate to personally greet him, but they saw Gu Yuming being helped in. He had drunk too much and was already drunk.

It seemed the family banquet could not continue, and everyone left. A guard who had accompanied them came over to Fang Xiaoran and said, "Young Madam, you should hurry back and check on the Second Young Master. He's drunk and unconscious, and keeps talking nonsense."

"He's drunk?" Fang Xiaoran was a little surprised. She had never seen Gu Yuqing drunk before and was really curious.

The people dispersed without much interaction, as they were all quite drunk, and the most important thing was to get them to sober up as soon as possible.

Fang Xiaoran returned to Qingxin Residence. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw that the light in Gu Yuqing's room was on, but the door was closed.

She knocked on the door, but there was no response.

She wondered if Gu Yuqing was really that drunk? And where did Little Stone go?

Puzzled, she pushed open the door and, as soon as she looked up, saw Gu Yuqing sitting at the table, smiling and drinking tea.

"I heard you're drunk?" Fang Xiaoran looked at him strangely, thinking that he didn't look drunk at all, he was clearly very sober.

Gu Yuqing's gaze fell lightly on her, and he said with a smile, "She was drunk, but she's sober now."

If someone is truly drunk, how could they wake up so quickly? Even the best hangover tea couldn't do that.

This person is clearly not drunk; he's probably just faking it.

However, Gu Yuming and the others, including the Marquis, were all drunk, yet he didn't feel any drunkenness at all.

This shows just how good Gu Yuqing is at drinking.

She still wanted to see what he looked like when he was drunk, but unfortunately he hid it too well.

"Since you're here, how about we have a drink together?" Gu Yuqing suddenly raised an eyebrow and invited Fang Xiaoran to drink with him. Fang Xiaoran sat down with a disgruntled expression and picked up the snacks on the table to eat.

"We spent the whole day preparing for the family dinner, but it was all for nothing. I haven't eaten a single bite yet."

Even Fang Xiaoran herself didn't realize that she would complain to Gu Yuqing.

Gu Yuqing smiled faintly and asked in a gentle voice, "Then how about we go to Millennium Restaurant for a meal?"

"Now?" Fang Xiaoran was taken aback and subconsciously turned to look out the window. The night was getting darker and the snow was still falling, so it was not a good time to go out.

“Yes, right now. I haven’t had much food in the palace, and I’m starving right now. Let’s go get something to eat.”

Millennium Restaurant truly lives up to its reputation as the largest restaurant in Yancheng; even at this hour, it remains bustling with activity.

Gu Yuqing was very familiar with this place, and Millennium Restaurant treated him with obvious respect. As soon as they saw them, the manager ordered someone to take them to a side room on the third floor.

When she reached the door of the side room, Fang Xiaoran looked up and saw the words "Looking at the Moon" written on the doorplate.

The moment the carved wooden door was pushed open, the scent of sandalwood mixed with cedar wafted out. Four large carved windows with begonia patterns faced the door, and the copper bells hanging outside the window lattices tinkled. In the distance, the moat meandered like a silver ribbon, reflecting a half-moon.

No wonder it's called "Looking at the Moon".

After they were seated, a woman dressed in red walked in with graceful steps, carrying a pot of wine. She respectfully and politely filled a cup for the two of them, saying, "A cup of light wine is enough for a snowy evening. Please enjoy yourselves."

Fang Xiaoran nodded slightly, and the woman in red smiled sweetly in response before getting up and leaving.

Is this wine called Twilight Snow? Fang Xiaoran curiously picked up the wine glass and first took a light sniff. The aroma was not strong, only a faint and elegant fragrance. It didn't seem like wine, but rather like a clear spring in the mountains.

She took a sip; it was rich and mellow, with a hint of sweetness, and no spiciness whatsoever.

Although there was no smell of alcohol, this one drink had already made me feel tipsy, and if I took another sip, I would probably get drunk.

I never expected this wine to be so potent. No wonder the woman said she would only drink a cup lightly; an ordinary person couldn't handle even one cup.

The dishes at Millennium Restaurant are indeed the most unique. In terms of presentation alone, no other restaurant can compare. Moreover, their kitchen staff are all highly skilled, with each chef being a master chef. The dishes they make are even more delicious than those in the imperial kitchen.

A sudden gust of wind blew outside the window, the moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds, and the snow fell like goose feathers, creating a unique and charming scene.

As Fang Xiaoran ate her food, she would occasionally glance at Gu Yuqing across from her. He remained calm, but through the candlelight, Fang Xiaoran felt that he was exceptionally unreal, just as she had never been able to see through him.

Noticing that she was looking at him, Gu Yuqing raised his eyes and smiled lightly, "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's nothing." Fang Xiaoran turned her head away, casually picked up a piece of meat, and just as she put it in her mouth to chew, she suddenly seemed to remember something and subconsciously asked, "Is the Rongguo Duke's Mansion really going to form a marriage alliance with the Marquis's Mansion?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuqing narrowed his eyes, a sly glint in them. "You care about this matter a lot?"

As if her thoughts had been read, Fang Xiaoran hurriedly explained, "I was just asking. After all, having two marquises in one family is already attracting attention. If they were to form a marriage alliance with the Duke of Rong's family, the Gu family of the marquis's family would definitely be wary, which might not be a good thing."

"Who knows what they're thinking? But it's none of our business anyway. We can just run away." Unexpectedly, Gu Yuqing, as innocent as a child, said these words.

Fang Xiaoran stared at him for a long time before finally shaking her head slightly. "You make it sound so easy. Back in the Fang family, people always told me that we all share the same fate, and we all suffer the same fate. As a member of the Marquis's mansion, how can you remain unaffected?"

After saying this, Fang Xiaoran suddenly remembered that in her previous life, Zhao Jin was ruthless and decisive in eliminating dissidents after ascending the throne, and even the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion was affected. However, the person in front of her was still alive, as if the coup had nothing to do with him.

The saying "if one suffers, all suffer" simply does not apply to him.

Perhaps he wasn't joking, but that it was a genuine way to stay away from trouble.

But how did he manage to do that?

Fang Xiaoran was puzzled.

"Leave the future to the future; there's no use thinking about it. It's better to just enjoy life and live a carefree life."

The snow fell heavier and heavier, accumulating a thick layer on the windowsill. The wind blew in from time to time, carrying a gust of frost, but the candlelight inside the room remained bright.

Fang Xiaoran smiled and actually agreed with what he said.