The system forced me to blow up the female lead's fishpond.

Chu Chouchi raised an eyebrow, gazing at his slightly drunken appearance with a thoughtful expression.

He then casually picked up two jars of fine daughter's red wine from the end of the table and placed them heavily in front of Chu Tu.

"?" Chu Tu looked up, his eyes filled with confusion.

"This must be the first time I've come to the Tu Prince's residence to celebrate my third brother's birthday. How about we drink tonight and have a good time?"

Chu Chou's red eyes clearly revealed coldness, yet a smile played on his lips, his tone strangely harmonious.

A strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in Chu Tuyin's heart, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

After all, he hadn't done anything to provoke his second elder brother today, had he?

After a moment's thought, he said, "Of course, that's fine. How would you like to drink it, Second Brother?"

Shen Zhizhi, standing between the two, couldn't remain calm at their seemingly "harmonious" scene.

The reason why Chu Chouchi and Chu Tu were at odds was only because of Shen Qinshou. If the two could use this as an opportunity to turn hostility into friendship, it would be a good thing.

Her eyes flickered slightly as she picked up the dice from the table. "Your Highness is right. Let's drink until we drop today. But just drinking is no fun. How about I teach you something more interesting?"

"..."

Under the questioning gazes of the group, she explained how to play "Liar's Dice" in the real world.

Zhang Jiali sat upright in the wooden chair, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's about guessing the total number of people you've thrown plus the number you've thrown yourself. If the estimate doesn't reach the number the former called out, then we can dismiss him?"

“That’s right! Exactly!” Shen Zhizhi looked at Zhang Jiali with admiration in her eyes.

As expected of the male lead, his comprehension skills are truly impressive.

"This way of playing is quite novel; I've never heard of it before," Zhang Jiali said modestly, glancing at the dice cup. "I'm sure we'll be able to drink to our hearts' content tonight."

Shen Zhizhi laughed heartily, "This humble woman will not go easy on you because of your special status; I will do my best."

“It is indeed novel, then let’s go.” Chu Tu, who had been enlightened by Zhang Jiali’s words, had bright eyes and was eager to try.

Chu Chouchi, who remained silent to the side, had a furrowed brow.

Although he was the one who suggested drinking, he only wanted to get that brat Chu Tu drunk. After all, if the drinking game were changed to pitch-pot, with his accuracy, he would definitely hit the target every time.

Since Chu Tu had repeatedly poisoned her, she was determined to get revenge. Therefore, she planned to take advantage of Chu Tu's drunken stupor to burn down his poison-making workshop.

Chu Chouchi parted his thin lips slightly, as if about to say something, but then he saw Shen Zhizhi looking up at him with her delicate face, her eyes pleading, "Second Prince, how about we play together?"

Chu Chouchi couldn't stand the gaze any longer. His ears turned red, and he awkwardly clenched his fist to his lips, coughing lightly. "You always look at me like that, so unfairly..."

Shen Zhizhi couldn't hear him very clearly, so she tilted her head and leaned closer to him, "What's wrong? Doesn't Your Highness want to play this?"

The next instant, a hand reached out and pressed her head down, pushing it outwards.

Chu Chouchi stared at her puzzled eyes, pursed his lips, and silently turned his face away. "Then let's go."

Chu Chouchi glanced around at the seating area, as if he had thought of something, and reached out to pull Shen Zhizhi to sit down next to him, while he himself was placed between Chu Tu and Shen Zhizhi.

"Then let's start with Lord Zhang, and proceed in turn." Chu Chouchi rested his chin on one hand, glanced at Chu Tu with his phoenix eyes, and snorted coldly.

Zhang Jiali lowered his eyes and glanced at the dice, pondered for a moment, and said, "Four ones."

"Five ones!" Chu Tu blurted out.

He always enjoyed trying new things, and at this moment he was completely absorbed in the dice cup, unaware that someone next to him had already put him on their target list.

The next moment, Chu Chouchi lazily lifted the lid of the dice cup, his tone icy and sharp: "Open it, this prince has not a single one."

Shen Zhizhi glanced at her dice. "Haha! I have two ones. Your Highness, you'll have to drink this round."

Zhang Jiali and Chu Tu were beginners, so they would definitely shout out the highest number rolled in the dice cup. According to her guess, the two of them must have rolled at least two of those numbers.

As a novice at drinking parties in the 21st century, she was usually the one who got drunk. Now that she's gone to ancient times, she refuses to believe she can't beat a bunch of novices at rolling dice.

However, the reality check always comes quickly and fiercely.

Zhang Jiali smiled and opened the lid of the dice cup. "I don't have a one, nor does the Second Prince. Miss Shen has two. So, does the Third Prince have two ones?"

Chu Tu's face flushed pink, and he coughed lightly, "I didn't get a single one either."

As Shen Zhizhi listened to their mutual insults, she instantly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, drenching her completely.

Holy crap! These two got hooked in their very first game?! That's just unbelievable!

[Host, don't forget, one of them is the villain, and the other is the male lead. Do you really think their IQ is the same as yours?]

Sitting in her divine consciousness, Ya Dan looked at Shen Zhizhi's astonished expression, her jaw almost dropping, and mercilessly added insult to injury.

Chu Tu downed the peach blossom wine in one gulp, shouting, "Again! Again!"

However, whenever it was Chu Tu's turn, no matter what number he called out, Chu Chouchi would lift the lid of his dice cup.

"open!"

Chu Tu lost the second game.

"Open!"

In the third round, Chu Tu lost again.

"Open, open, open!"

In the fourth round, Chu Tu still lost.

After losing several games in a row, Chu Tu, whose reaction time was extremely slow, finally realized something was wrong. He turned his suspicious gaze to Chu Chou Chi, "Four games in a row like this, is Second Brother targeting me?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Chouchi slightly lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes locking onto him, his tone neither cold nor warm, "Your own skills are inferior, yet you insist on saying that this prince is targeting you?"

"..." Chu Tu was so choked by him that he couldn't say a word.

Shen Zhizhi was fiddling with the dice out of boredom when she heard Chu Chouchi's words and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

That seems to make some sense, but not much.

Chu Tu got angry, and in the next few rounds, the two went head-to-head, neither giving an inch.

The struggle between the four people turned into a battlefield between two. Shen Zhizhi and Zhang Jiali watched them fight silently, neither willing to concede to the other.

In less than an hour, all six jars of peach blossom wine were emptied.

Chu Tu was already completely drunk and unconscious, slumped over the table, his eyes glazed over.

In contrast, Chu Chouchi seemed to be still conscious, sitting obediently on the stool with a dazed look in his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you alright?"

Shen Zhizhi was a little worried. She sat down in front of him, reached out and pushed him, and tentatively called out a few times.

He slightly turned his eyes, staring intently at her, his posture upright, yet he remained silent.

Shen Zhizhi found it somewhat amusing and couldn't help but reach out her index finger and poke his flushed cheeks.

"Second Prince? Are you drunk?"

Before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her wrist.