Against the Fate

After He Qianli coaxed the two children to sleep, he walked out of the room. Xie Zhanliu was standing in front of the bamboo forest with his back to him.He hesitated a few steps, but still said softly: "Thank you Zhanliu."

Xie Zhanliu didn't respond as if he didn't realize it.

He Qianli frowned, and reluctantly changed his words: "Brother."

Only then did Xie Zhanliu turn sideways, with cold eyes: "Huh?"

He Qianli curled his lips, leaned on the railing of the corridor with one hand and leaped gracefully, squatted on the railing and asked him, "Do you really want to become a Taoist couple with Fairy Nihong?"

Xie Zhanliu looked at him quietly, and asked after a while, "If so?"

When He Qianli heard that Xie Zhanliu didn't directly deny it, he felt a little depressed.The next moment he raised a smile and said: "Then junior brother, I congratulate you in advance, but it turns out that you and Fairy Nihong are in love with each other, so why didn't you go with her—"

The more he said it, the more he felt it was wrong. Although Xie Zhanliu looked calm, but for some reason when he said congratulations, he felt like he was facing the endless deep sea.There was endless terror underneath, which made his heart skip a beat, and his voice became softer and quieter, until finally he fell into silence.

Xie Zhanliu said warmly: "What do you want to say, continue to say."

He Qianli bit the bullet and said: "Si, since you are going to become a Taoist couple with Fairy Nihong, you must, you must have your own children in the future. So I want to take two children away, so—"

"Qianli!" Xie Zhanliu interrupted him, his eyes calm and deliberate gentleness.He must restrain himself, otherwise he will knock He Qianli unconscious and lock him in the room, let him lie down on his body and bear children for him from now on, unable to say any annoying words, only groaning in joy| Moan.

Xie Zhanliu didn't dare to think about it any more, he was not the glamorous real person Taixuanzong Yunxiao that He Qianli thought.He is Xie Zhanliu, the ancient sacred beast Sun Candle, who has always acted as he pleases, even recklessly.It's just that he has lived for a long time and lost interest in everything in the world, so he seems indifferent and calm.

Xie Zhanliu handed him the wine cup: "It's been a long time since we drank together. The wine I made has been buried underground for a hundred years. Kaifeng today, do you want to drink?"

He Qianli is a good wine, so of course you can't miss it.He held back for a while, then took the wine cup and sat on the floor.When the wine seal was lifted, the aroma of the wine wafted from the nostrils, and the fragrance was like miles away.

He Qianli slapped the mouth of the wine cup, smelled it, and felt that he was going to be drunk by the aroma of the wine: "What's this called?"

"Hundred days drunk."

"Good name." He Qianli gave a big compliment, not because the name was too arty, but simply because the wine was called Hundred Days Drunk, so it could be drunk for a hundred days, and the wine that can be drunk for a hundred days is naturally a good wine.

He raised his head and took a big sip, the aftertaste was endless, it was really good wine.

Holding the wine cup, He Qianli quickly drank half of it, and then heard Xie Zhanliu say softly: "I will not become a Taoist partner with Ni Hong, I already have a recognized Taoist partner."

He Qianli was a little drunk, his head was dazed, and he asked subconsciously, "Who is it?"

"The person in my heart."

He Qianli was stunned for a long time, nodded: "Oh." Holding the wine cup and thinking for a long time, he asked: "Who is the person in your heart?"

"It's in my eyes."

He Qianli looked up into Xie Zhanliu's eyes, and saw his own eyes inside.He was stunned for a long time, picked up the wine cup and continued to drink. He was so drunk that his body felt a little hot.

He heard Xie Zhanliu say in his ear: "This wine is called Hundred Days Drunk, also called Hejiu wine. I heard that people drink Hejiu wine on wedding nights in bridal chambers, which means getting married. From then on, they will grow old together and never part. This wine I brewed more than a dozen altars and hid them underground for a hundred years. I saw my marriage in Siming Palace a hundred years ago. After thinking about it for a long time, I brewed more than a dozen altars of hundred-day drunkenness and buried them under the bamboo forest of Qingdu Peak. I don’t believe it Marriage in the Siming Palace, but if it is true, maybe one day this wine will be able to see the light of day. If not, it will probably be buried in the ground for a long time and never see the light of day."

He Qianli only heard the last few words, shook his head and said: "Brother, violent waste. How, how can it be buried in the ground forever? If you don't want to get married, you can also give it to me."

"So it's unsealed."

He Qianli was stunned, turned his head and said silently: "Oh."

"Are you drunk?"

"No, not drunk." Actually drunk.He Qianli has never been so clearly aware of being drunk as he is now.It is indeed drunk, drunk in the fragrance of wine.

Xie Zhanliu said: "This wine is drunk when we get married, and it is for lovers to drink. Lovers will only get drunk after drinking it. People without lovers drink it, like drinking clear water. It is tasteless and tasteless."

He Qianli let go of his hand, and the wine cup fell.Xie Zhanliu took the wine cup and stared straight at him: "Qianli, you have love in your heart."

He leaned over, hugged He Qianli, kissed his lips, and whispered softly: "Qianli, you have me in your heart."

He Qianli was in a daze, his head seemed to be stuffed with a big rock, blocking all his thoughts.Then the stone exploded suddenly, blasting the head into a gooey mess.He couldn't think, and found that Xie Zhanliu drank the Hundred Days Drunk, and then got over when his lips and teeth were intertwined.

The aroma of wine lingers in the nose, which cannot be concealed at all, just like the affection in my heart.

He Qianli closed his eyes, and grabbed Xie Zhanliu's green sleeve with his fingers, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Wine is good wine, it can make lovers drunk all over the world.

Forget it, just get drunk.

The author has something to say:

Busy in the afternoon, drive a car in the evening. (Every time I drive the car, I tell myself repeatedly, I am not that kind of person. I am a vegetarian! I still get motion sickness!)