After figuring out the “cause and effect,” Chen Miaomiao was in an exceptionally cheerful mood. She was even more unreserved and bold when it came to accepting toasts from others!
The Chen family watched as Chen Miaomiao downed cup after cup of Lingjiu, their admiration for her growing stronger!
It was well known that ordinary Xiushi would accumulate Lingqi in their bodies after drinking this Lingjiu. If the Lingqi couldn’t be refined, it would run wild, tormenting them to the point where they wished for death rather than life.
But what about Chen Miaomiao?
She remained completely unfazed, her expression unchanged and her heart steady!
Truly worthy of being a Yuanying Laozu!
Seeing Chen Miaomiao guzzle his Lingjiu as if it were water, even Chen Wen, who was usually adept at maintaining composure, couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache. He cleared his throat lightly and said, “Fellow Daoist, you have escorted Qing’er and the others back safely. This old man is deeply grateful. I believe you must be tired as well. I have already arranged a courtyard for you. Please follow me to rest.”
Chen Miaomiao was quite agreeable. She stood up, cupped her hands toward Chen Wen in a gesture of respect, and followed a man with a gentle and refined appearance as she left.
It wasn’t that Chen Miaomiao was particularly easygoing or obedient; rather, she realized she couldn’t hold on any longer!
Her heart was racing, her breath felt scorching hot, and even her vision was starting to blur.
Damn it, she had been careless! In her previous life, she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but in this life, her body was that of a weakling!?
If she didn’t leave now, she was afraid she would embarrass herself on the spot.
After the man escorted her back to the courtyard, he glanced at her with affectionate eyes, ready to recommend himself. Unexpectedly, a nervous and hesitant male voice rang out.
“Senior, this junior has been waiting here for a long time.”
Chen Miaomiao turned around and saw Ma Jingyu, dressed in a blue robe, standing “delicately” at the courtyard gate, gazing at her with deep affection.
Chen Miaomiao pondered for a moment, let out a dainty burp from the alcohol, and asked, “Who are you?”
Ma Jingyu’s face instantly turned as pale as snowflakes fluttering in the air, looking utterly pitiful.
Just as the man was about to mock Ma Jingyu, Chen Miaomiao suddenly slapped her own forehead and exclaimed with realization, “Oh… it’s you! You’ve come. Benzun has been waiting for you. Follow Benzun inside.”
Overjoyed, Ma Jingyu hurried to Chen Miaomiao’s side in quick strides, proudly snorted at the man, and slammed the door shut with a “bang.”
The man: “…” Baipao Laozu’s taste is truly questionable!
…
Inside the courtyard, the night-blooming cherry blossoms were in full, enchanting bloom, as vibrant as rosy clouds.
Chen Miaomiao walked unhurriedly through the courtyard. As the cold wind swept past, cherry blossoms swirled and fell onto her white sleeves, like mist or smoke, exuding an unparalleled elegance.
Ma Jingyu watched the graceful figure walking calmly ahead, feeling as if a fire were burning inside him. He wanted to rush forward and offer himself immediately but feared displeasing the Laozu, so he could only follow her quietly.
When Chen Miaomiao entered the room, she removed her black shoes and took off her green hairpin. Despite wearing only the simplest black hair and white robes, her every movement stirred Ma Jingyu so deeply that his legs trembled.
“Laozu, you…”
“What nonsense are you talking?” Chen Miaomiao glanced back at him, her eyes shimmering, her voice lazy and hoarse. “Aren’t you coming over?” Come over so I can give you a good beating!
Ma Jingyu: “!!”
Who could resist at a time like this?!
Without another word, Ma Jingyu began to undress—his outer robe, inner garment, underclothes…
Chen Miaomiao figured it was about time and prepared to start the interrogation. Unexpectedly, her legs suddenly gave way, and she gracefully collapsed onto a soft couch.
The accident happened too suddenly, leaving Chen Miaomiao utterly bewildered!
“…”
Damn it, this body was even worse than she had imagined, completely drained of strength—what should she do?
Seeing Chen Miaomiao leaning on the soft couch, her cheeks tinged with a faint pink, her phoenix eyes glistening with moisture, Ma Jingyu felt his blood boil with excitement. He eagerly said, “Senior, this junior will definitely make you feel very comfortable, senior… Ah…”
A cry of pain, sharp as a slaughtered chicken!
Just as Chen Miaomiao was about to see what had happened, the white robe on her seemed to come alive, transforming into a large quilt that wrapped her tightly from head to toe, leaving only a pair of startled, drunken, wide-open eyes exposed.
Immediately after, Chen Miaomiao was lifted by the “scruff of her neck.” A bone-chilling, icy voice laced with suppressed anger rang out above her head.
“You can’t handle alcohol, yet you dare to drink? You’ve got quite the nerve.”
The little one blinked and looked up at him.
Her long, delicate lashes fluttered like lively butterfly wings, making her gaze even more captivating, shimmering and radiant.
Upon recognizing who had arrived, she was about to speak when a refreshing scent, reminiscent of pine and snow, drifted into her nostrils. She sniffed like a little puppy, her mind growing increasingly hazy.
It was as if she had been enveloped by this scent countless times before—gentle, soft, delicate, and indulgent…
Chen Miaomiao grinned foolishly, “It’s you… the big-chested brother who smells so nice… What are you doing here? Are you following me?”
Her voice was thick with the sweet scent of alcohol, clearly heavily intoxicated.
Mo Xuanming: “…”
Mo Xuanming could swear to the heavens that he was not following Chen Miaomiao.
Rather… after the elders and Little Eggling learned that he had withdrawn the guards around Chen Miaomiao, they became so worried that they couldn’t eat or sleep in peace. That was why he had no choice but to come and check on her.
That was all.
As she spoke, Chen Miaomiao wriggled like a caterpillar, nuzzling into the crook of Mo Xuanming’s neck, murmuring, “Don’t tie me up, I’m uncomfortable…”
Mo Xuanming frowned slightly and loosened the white robe, his tone cool. “If you’re not uncomfortable, you won’t learn your lesson. With such poor alcohol tolerance, how dare you drink? If Benzun hadn’t come, do you know what would have happened today?”
Not only had she brought one into the courtyard, but there was another waiting in line outside!
Mo Xuanming couldn’t quite articulate what he was feeling inside, only that he inexplicably felt a tinge of green on his head.
Chen Miaomiao pouted, “I don’t need you to control me! I… I have important matters to attend to!”
Mo Xuanming felt a throbbing pain in his head. “Important matters? With this ant-like man?”
Chen Miaomiao nodded. “Yes.” She wanted to seek revenge on him!
An inexplicable flame ignited in Mo Xuanming’s heart, faint and sporadic, burning within him, causing his frown to deepen and dark undercurrents to swirl in the depths of his eyes.
“You’ve certainly grown some skills.”
“Ah… you… let me go quickly, or it’ll be too late!” This body was too weak; she was really about to pass out from drunkenness…
“…”
“You’re so annoying!” After struggling for a long time without being able to budge Mo Xuanming an inch, Chen Miaomiao simply opened her mouth and bit him on the neck. Grinding her teeth, she said fiercely, “Wait… wait until I’m drunk, how am I supposed to get revenge?”
Her warm breath brushed against Mo Xuanming’s neck as she nibbled at his skin like a little beast. Her small milk teeth naturally couldn’t hurt him, but the soft, moist touch of her lips against his skin inexplicably made his body stiffen.
He pulled her out of his embrace and held her up, struggling to steady his breath as he asked stiffly, “What revenge? Is he your enemy?”