After three rounds of drinking, the few people sitting around were a little drunk, Liu Qi's body was thin, and he couldn't bear the cold of the night, so he was served by Ah Luo and went back to the room to rest first. Xiao Fei was already tired from running around for days, and with hot wine and barbecue, he was also sluggish and sleepy-eyed. Mo Dan was happy today, and he drank a lot, and even the base of his tongue was stiff at this time.

"That's it, it's all too much, it's enough to have fun, go back and rest." Situ Yi took another sip of wine and looked at Qin Nanxi, whose cheeks were flushed.

"No!" Qin Nanxi refused with hazy eyes, and turned to his smiling provocation: "Who said that it is overwhelming? Brother Yi is used to underestimating people! I'm not necessarily inferior to you! ”

"You?" Situ Yi was happy, and said helplessly: "Drink pleasantly, drinking hurts your body, even if you drink so much today, it's over, you can't drink anymore." I'll help you back. So saying, he got up to help her.

Qin Nanxi dodged around him, reached out and dragged the wine jug he had just hung back on his waist: "Drinking hurts? But you've drunk more than anyone else today! Could it be that if we don't hurt you, we won't hurt you? I don't believe it, but I have to try out what makes this wine better than sake. As he spoke, he pulled out the cork at the spout of the pot, and when he lifted it, he choked violently, and before he could swallow the wine, he was already in tears. She is just relieving her sorrows, since she can't let herself cry when she's sober, she doesn't have to worry so much when she is drunk.

Situ Yi straightened up and looked at her for a moment, then leaned down to hold her arm, gently helped her up, and whispered to her who was struggling in the crook of her arm: "Okay, I'll drink with you, but you can't drink here." ”

Qin Nanxi obediently came down and let him help him back to the west wing. Situ Yi ordered someone to place Xiao Fei in the inner room, and called a small servant to serve on the ground, before sitting back next to Qin Nanxi, who was pouring himself a drink on the couch outside.

In the warm air of the West Chamber, the bitter aroma of the newly opened grape wine flows, and the red wine syrup is full of crystal glass, as if a loyal blood is buried in a small time, condensing into a bright and bright moment in time and space. At that moment, reflecting the dim and warm candlelight of the here and now, the blurred brilliance flowed, like silk, lingering and long, little by little, it dragged out the warmest and farthest memory in the bottom of the heart.

"Brother Xu, he likes sake, he said that sake is mellow and clear, such as being thorough and chaste." Qin Nanxi whispered to herself, picked up the glass cup and took a sip of wine, her nose still wrinkled subconsciously.

Situ Yi only looked at her quietly and took a drink.

"The mountains and fields in the Yunxiu Valley are full of pear blossoms, and in March, the sky is white, just like the snow in the clouds. It's just that the pear blossoms are white, fragrant and warm, but the snow here is cold. Qin Nanxi raised his glass to Situ Yi as he spoke, raising a pair of beautiful eyebrows obliquely, as if the cold snow in Yunze was his fault.

Facing her gaze, Situ Yi's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he raised his hand to drink the freshly poured wine in the cup.

"I hate! Hate that Zhou Qi greedy and reckless! If it weren't for him, Cuiwei Mountain wouldn't have started a fight, and Mr. Su wouldn't have died at all! My mother will not leave me in Chang'an, Brother Xu, he, he will not be hurt, he will not come to his cousin, and he will not marry that Ruan. Qin Nanxi leaned on the table and sobbed, although she said it was choked and slurred, Situ Yi still heard it clearly.

"Zhou Qi? Cuiwei Mountain? He straightened up and stared at Qin Nanxi's slightly twitching shoulders suspiciously.

Cuiwei Mountain, one of the natural hazards on the border of Youzhou. Ten years ago, because Situ Jing advocated attacking a number of barbarian tribes in the west and north, his subordinate Youzhou guard Zhou Qi wanted to be greedy for merit and provoked war, which aroused the Yi people in the north of Cuiwei Mountain to resist, and the Youzhou frontier area has since fallen into war, until a year later, Situ Jing personally led the army to conquer to quell the war. Situ Yi naturally knows this. It's just that Qin Nanxi, who should have grown up in his grandfather's house in Jiangnan, how could he be in Cuiwei Mountain? And who is Mr. Su she is talking about?

Like a thunderbolt that stirred Situ Yi's eyes, his hazel eyes flashed suddenly, and he was secretly shocked: "Cuiweishan, Mr. Su, is it, is it Su Changqing?" ”

If the Mr. Su that Qin Nanxi said is Su Changqing, then her brother Xu is Su Xu! Su Xu, the son of the remnants of the former dynasty who Situ Jing sent people to secretly find for many years without any whereabouts, turned out to be in Yunze under his rule?

"Why did he have to heal the villagers? Didn't he know how dangerous it was? Doesn't he know how important it is for him to live? ”

Situ Yizheng was full of surging doubts, and was interrupted by Qin Nanxi, who raised his head to ask him mournfully, he had no choice but to put away the doubts in his heart, looked at her with teary eyes, and said softly: "He, he naturally knows, it's just that sometimes, some things are taken seriously" Saying, he took the Supa in her sleeve and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

"Deserved? What a deserved! He just left us and left! Qin Nanxi choked up. Since seeing Ruan, she has never let go of her sadness like this, with the power of wine, she cried heartbreakingly, she wanted to turn all the memories of seventeen years and ten years of empty thoughts into tears, and cried. From then on, as Su Xu wished, he forgot the past.

Situ Yi pursed her lips, but didn't say anything after all, only caressed her shoulders and silently accompanied her until she was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Outside the window, there is already a glimmer of blue orchid skylight. Situ Yi closed the door of the west chamber behind him, and spit out the depression that had accumulated in his heart. He frowned and glanced back at the door of the West Wing before slowly leaving.

Su Changqing, Su Xu's two names have repeatedly run over in his heart, how his father Situ Jing worked hard to find Su Changqing many years ago, he knows, he knows that his father personally led troops to calm the war in Youzhou, half of it is for the border chaos, and it is generally for Su Changqing's widow Su Xu. He didn't know why his father had to look for this father and son, but he knew that their father and son seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news. In the past ten years, he has long forgotten about this matter, but these two names that have been silent for ten years are like this, appearing in front of him through Qin Nanxi's mouth. If the Mr. Su that Qin Nanxi said is really Su Changqing, then Qin Zi'an is ...... Situ Yi was so shocked that he stopped when he thought of this.