Yu Youwei picked up the pen and paper and sorted them out, handed them to Lu Qiao on the side and asked her to put them back in the house, and told her to come over and get the two cups.

Seeing Lu Qiao take the paper and pen and turn away, she lowered her eyes and looked at the wine jar in front of her. Her hands caressed back and forth on the can, and there was an indescribable pampering in her eyes.

It took a moment for her to lift the lid from the jug. The moment I pulled it up, a smell of wine suddenly came to my face. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and sure enough, the longer the wine sits, the more mellow the taste.

Lu Qiao smelled the aroma of wine from a long distance, took the glass, and hurriedly ran over.

Yu Youwei took the cups, placed them on the stone table, and raised the jar to pour the wine while beckoning Lu Qiao. "Sit down."

Lu Qiao stood in place, his face full of hesitation. "But ·····"

Yu Youwei poured wine in the cup, put the wine jar aside, and interrupted her: "But what, you and I have no master and servant now." Master and apprentice sit together to drink and chat, and there is no violation of any rules. ”

Hearing Yu Youwei say this, Lu Qiao slowly sat down opposite Yu Youwei.

Yu Youwei picked up her own cup and placed another cup in front of Lu Qiao. "How about a taste of the wine I make?"

Lu Qiao picked up the wine glass and carefully brought it to his lips and tasted it. Although the wine is not as spicy as ordinary wine when it enters the mouth, the slight spicy sensation still makes Lu Qiao, who has never drunk alcohol, frown. But after the spicy taste is slowly passed, the taste slowly becomes soft, accompanied by the fragrance of peach.

She thought for a while, then said, "Peach blossom brew? ”

Yu Youwei took a sip, "Yes." This wine is made by picking the peach blossoms that bloom in early April and still have dewdrops, plus the newly harvested glutinous rice, and the early ripening peaches in the south. The color is ruddy and clear, the taste is mellow and sweet, sweet and moist, and the taste is softer. ”

Lu Qiao held the cup in his hand and took one sip after another, and after a while, all the wine in the cup was swallowed. She picked up the wine jar and poured herself a full glass, and was just about to take a big sip when she heard Yu Youwei's voice.

"It's a sweet wine, but it's full of stamina. You will get drunk in a short time, don't you fail my good wine? ”

Hearing Yu Youwei's words, Lu Qiao didn't dare to drink it like before, so she had to hold the wine glass in both hands and take a small sip. She smashed her mouth, but it was still not as refreshing as she had drunk before. Turned his head and forgot Yu Youwei's advice, and returned to his original cow drink.

Yu Youwei drank the wine in her cup, and watched her drink and didn't stop her. That's it, just get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!

She tilted her head and poured the rest of the wine into her glass, perhaps so violently that she couldn't stop coughing. She propped her arm on the stone table, held her chin with her hand, and didn't care whether Lu Qiao listened to her or not, and said to herself: "In the past, Master and I used to drink like the two of us, burying wine jars together in the spring and drinking them in the winter to keep warm. In fact, how can I bear that temperament, wait until that winter day, I have already dug it out and secretly drank it many times. ”

Yu Youwei stopped at this point, picked up the wine jar on the side and poured herself another glass of wine. Holding the wine glass in his hand, I don't know if the strength of the wine came up, or what's wrong. Her hand holding the cup shook slightly in the air, and a lot of wine was spilled, splashed everywhere on the table.

"My ability to make wine still can't catch up with the master, and the wine I brew is not as mellow as the wine he makes, but when will I be able to drink the wine made by the master again."

After speaking, he brought the wine in his hand to his mouth and poured a big sip. The pungent smell suddenly cleared her mind, allowing her to detach herself from her memories and see reality clearly.

"I can't go back, I can't go back."

Luqiao's eyes were already blurred, and he felt that several fish were appearing in front of him. She shook her head vigorously, trying to sober herself up, but her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and she realized how strong the wine was.

She lay on the table, still holding the cup in her hand, and fell asleep like this.

Yu Youwei looked at Lu Qiao's appearance, holding a wine glass in one hand and pointing at her with the other and chuckling. "I told you a long time ago that this wine has a lot of energy, and you still drink like this."

At this time, Lu Qiao still had any consciousness to reply to her words, only the quiet night that slowly descended to respond to her.

Yu Youwei didn't know how many glasses she had drunk, her head was already dizzy, and her vision was gradually blurred, but even this consciousness was still awake.

She wished that she couldn't get drunk like Lu Qiao, so that she could forget reality for a while. The hatred in her heart is like this wine, and the more time goes by, the deeper it becomes. She hates Li Yi, hates men, hates this world, and even hates her master. She sometimes wondered if if Master had agreed to be with her, there would never be the same miserable situation as she is now. If Master hadn't introduced Li Yi to him at the beginning, would he still be as free and happy as before?

Why is there so much restraint as a woman? why men can go to the first place and show their ambitions; You can marry a wife and take a concubine, and abandon it from the beginning to the end? She's not convinced! She Yu Youwei is not convinced!

Thinking of this, Yu Youwei stood up and threw the cup towards the ground. I only heard the sound of "pop", and the cup hit the ground and shattered instantly. The wine inside was unrestrained by the glass, flowing freely on the ground, and eventually soaked in the dirt.

She turned to pick up the jug on the table, and drank it with her hand on her head. A little bit of wine slid down the corners of her mouth, soaking her loose hair and soaking her clothes.

Midori was startled by the sound of the cup breaking, but her mind was still clouded. She watched Yu Youwei's drinking, raised her hand and pointed at her, and laughed softly. "You're still laughing at me, aren't you ····· too?" Before she could finish speaking, she collapsed on the table again.

Yu Youwei held the wine jar, swallowed the wine in her mouth, sneered, and opened her lips: "Li Yi, if you want to use this Taoist temple to restrain me, I want you to see how this can be restrained!" ”

She staggered and walked towards the house. Walk to the desk in the room, put the jar aside, and raise your hand to push open the window in front of you. The autumn wind blew in instantly and blew on Yu Youwei's body, making her shiver.

She pulled out a piece of red paper from the paper on her desk, spread it out on the table, picked up the ink ingot, and sharpened the ink on the inkstone. I took a pen from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and without thinking, I raised the pen and wrote it on the red paper.

An autumn wind blew in the courtyard and blew in through the windows. Blowing up the red paper that Yu Youwei put on the table, I saw that it was written on it - Yu Xuanji poems and texts.