The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Great Zhou Dynasty...

May 1st...

Sikong Jin quickly caught those words and suddenly looked up at Tuoba Yu. Tuoba Yu, assuming she was unaware, reminded her, "Today is the auspicious day of the coronation of the Great Zhou Crown Prince, Emperor Bei Zun. My father had previously planned for me to be sent as an envoy to the Great Zhou. If we could achieve a marriage alliance between the two dynasties and secure peace on the border, it would be a great blessing for the world. However, the situation at the front is dire..."

Emperor Beizun's Coronation Ceremony!

He finally became the supreme ruler of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Northern Emperor, who reigned over the world and could turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist—

You can have almost everything...

Upon hearing these words, Sikong Jin's heart sank, and an indescribable melancholy suddenly swept over her chest. She felt a little uncomfortable, and her eyes instantly became complicated.

He frowned and drank another bowl of wine, then lost all interest in playing chess. Somewhat annoyed, he scattered the chessboard, lowered his head and silently separated the pieces, saying with his eyes downcast, "I'm not playing anymore. I concede this time."

Tuoba Yu felt something was off. Just moments ago, she was on a winning streak, and he had even lost a few pieces to her. How could she suddenly stop playing and even concede defeat? After thinking about it carefully, he keenly realized something. He stared at her, wanting to ask something, but he saw Sikong Jin across from him silently drinking her wine in silence...

He paused for a moment, but ultimately didn't ask. He just watched her drink silently.

"How about we try our Tiansheng Peach Blossom Wine? It's a bit milder."

After she had drunk several bowls, Tuoba Yu couldn't bear it any longer and stopped her. He moved the jar of Daughter's Red wine aside, opened the peach blossom wine he had brought, and poured some for Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin was already a little tipsy. When she opened her eyes to look at him, there was a hint of femininity in her gaze. "Drink up, why aren't you drinking? It's very ungentlemanly for a man to just watch others drink without drinking himself. You don't seem like an ungentlemanly person, Tuoba Yu... I remember you. Your alcohol tolerance seems pretty good. I just don't know if you can outdrink me. Come on, let's get drunk together!"

As he spoke, he snatched the wine jar from Tuoba Yu's hand, groggily filled both bowls, then picked up his own bowl and poured more down his throat, complaining, "There's wine, there's moonlight, but why isn't there a sword dance? You... right, Brother Tuoba, give us a sword dance! I've never seen you perform a sword dance before, but I've heard you're the number one swordsman in your Heavenly Saint Sect..."

"You're drunk, Sikong Jin!"

Tuoba Yu frowned slightly, looking at Sikong Jin with a complicated expression, and spoke in a low voice.

"Nonsense! I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. You think you can knock me out with just a little bit of wine? Go on, let me see your swordsmanship. When I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a little demonstration too. Go on, go on!"

Sikong Jin squinted her slightly dreamy eyes and tempted her.

Tuoba Yu was taken aback. Seeing her hopeful expression, he couldn't bear to refuse. After thinking for a moment, he agreed...

A pale blue figure flashed out, followed by a clear whistle. Beautiful silver light flowed from his sleeves, instantly transforming into streaks of rainbows that shimmered alternately in the night sky.

The night wind billowed his azure robes, the undulating afterimages almost shattering the moonlight. His magnificent moves momentarily intoxicated Sikong Jin. With her eyes glazed, she tried hard to keep her mind clear, but her hand uncontrollably reached for the wine cup...

She gazed at the ever-shifting afterimages before her, and suddenly murmured softly, "...May I be like a star, shining brightly every night, ever-present. If the stars could never cease shining through the long night, why can't humankind last forever..."

Suddenly, the image of Di Beizun's cold and alluring face, as beautiful as a red spider lily, came to mind. The image of him playing the zither was clearly imprinted in her eyes, and the image of him wielding a sword and dancing was also lingering in her mind. In a daze, it actually overlapped with the azure blue figure of Tuoba Yu in front of her.

Where does this sense of loss come from? An overwhelming melancholy. A disorienting illusion that makes one want nothing more than to get drunk!

Sikong Jin shook her head violently, but what met her eyes was a blur of black, snow, and azure, and she could no longer distinguish one from another. The wine bowl in her hand fell to the ground, and she heard the sound of it shattering. She slumped onto the table, barely managing to prop her chin up as she watched the scene unfold before her...

After a sword dance ended, the sound of a wine bowl breaking came from behind. Tuoba Yu stopped his movements instantly, turned his head and looked at Sikong Jin. Only then did he realize that she was completely drunk, but was trying her best to remain sober.

He stepped forward, only to see a faint, ethereal light flicker in her dreamy eyes. She stared at him intently for a long time, her pale lips moving slightly. After a while, he could faintly hear her murmuring something...

"...Thank you...Thank you so much..."

He seemed to hear her say something, but although she was looking at him, he knew that the 'thank you' wasn't necessarily directed at him.

Tuoba Yu stopped in front of the table, lowered her head and looked at him silently. Her heart softened inexplicably, and a strange and complicated emotion quietly spread up. He hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but lean forward slightly, slowly reaching out to brush away a few messy strands of hair that were scattered on her forehead. However, just as his fingertips were about to touch her face, she suddenly raised her hand and brushed his large hand away, then stood up unsteadily.

At the same time, a dark shadow darted out and rushed towards Sikong Jin's side. Tuoba Yu then realized that it was the purple-eyed divine sable that had been following Sikong Jin these past few days. At this moment, the little sable was staring intently at Tuoba Yu with its eerie purple eyes. Its wary appearance seemed to indicate that it was worried that he would do something to its master, and its sharp fangs were already showing.

He felt a sense of familiarity with this purple-eyed divine sable. He had asked Sikong Jin about it before, and she told him that she had accidentally discovered it when she was on the northwestern border, and it had been following her ever since.

"Huh? Little ferret... why did you run ahead of me... did you go steal food again? Hmm... go back to sleep..."

Upon seeing the sable's figure, Sikong Jin exclaimed in surprise, quickly bent down, grabbed the sable in one hand, and then staggered towards the corridor ahead...

Tuoba Yu silently withdrew his hand, standing in the cool breeze, watching her figure gradually disappear at the end of the corridor. After a long while, he sighed inwardly. Suddenly, he felt something was quietly changing in his heart. He wanted to grasp it, but he didn't know what it was...