Chapter 576 - 283: Ice Milk Wine
"Master?"
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the bamboo door of the tea room, the sound respectful. It was Ye Qingchen.
The Third Elder was startled and shivered abruptly, and the tea room became a scene of tumultuous waves, mesmerizing and dizzying.
"Master, are you still drinking?"
Ye Qingchen’s greeting came again.
The beautiful woman blushed deeply, quickly adjusting her embroidered peony undergarments to cover the rare spring scenery.
"What’s the matter?!"
The Third Elder restrained her anger, trying to sound calm. But even as she tightly pulled her collar, she couldn’t suppress the violent surge in her chest.
Having such an absurd incident with a junior after drinking, and with the man she disliked the most, made it hard for her to calm down quickly, though she desperately didn’t want others to find out.
"Well, it’s nothing much..."
Nothing much and you come to disturb me?!
The Third Elder felt increasingly annoyed with this child, wishing he would leave quickly.
"If it’s nothing, then step back, and don’t disturb my mood."
The Third Elder took a deep breath, feeling an indescribable tension at her heart’s core, dangerously sensitive to even the slightest brush of the fabric.
"Master, please wait... Qingchen has some wine to offer."
Ye Qingchen forced a smile outside the door. He wasn’t just being polite earlier; since he came to find his master, he indeed had something important.
He took a transparent glass jar from the Qiankun Bag, containing a milky white liquid resembling freshly cooked rice soup.
"Qingchen was selling wine downstairs when a customer from the distant Beiao Continent wanted to buy Immortal Peach Brew. Instead of money, he offered his sect’s secret wine in exchange."
The Third Elder frowned slightly. The Immortal Peach Brew was one of Bihua Residence’s signature wines. This cultivator from Beiao Continent’s purpose was not simply to exchange wine but clearly to exchange skills and learn.
Originally intending to dismiss her second disciple quickly, the Third Elder now had to take it seriously, suppressing the odd sensation in her chest:
"What kind of wine can be worthy of trading with Immortal Peach Brew?"
"It’s called Ice Milk Wine, made from the milk of the Spirit Snow Ox on Beiao Continent’s snowy mountains. It’s rich, mellow, and cool to the taste, not only prolonging life and enhancing health but also curing all diseases. He gave Qingchen a small sample, and Qingchen found the milky aroma stronger than the wine’s, really delicious, so he agreed to the request and quickly presented this intriguing milk wine to you, Master."
Ye Qingchen caressed the wine jar, his face showing anticipation.
In fact, the exchange was a pretense; he saw the Beiao Continent cultivator drinking the strange fragrant wine and, wanting to please his wine-loving master, bought it from the person at his expense. Even though the Beiao Continent cultivator demanded a high price, he endured the pain to buy it, hoping for his master’s praise after tasting this new wine.
But the enthusiastic scene he expected from his master did not appear. Instead, the Third Elder sat on the beauty couch, trembling slightly, her face flushed, her full chest almost bursting.
Wine and milk again, she felt that every word from Ye Qingchen was rubbing salt in her wounds.
"What nonsense is this wine? How can you make wine from milk? If you think this wine is delicious, you really have no wine to drink! Take it away quickly!"
The Third Elder scolded angrily, leaving Ye Qingchen outside the door with a darkened face, tightly gripping the glass jar, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
"Yes... then Qingchen will withdraw for now..."
Ye Qingchen still respectfully bowed, bending down and slowly retreated to the end of the corridor.
Lying on the ground, You Su mumbled, "The milk wine is delicious... want more..."
Drink your head!
The Third Elder really wanted to slap awake this drunken ’young girl,’ but she ultimately couldn’t bring herself to do it because it wasn’t anyone else’s fault but her own for coaxing the drink.
For this situation to occur, she was the instigator.
After realizing that this unfamiliar young girl was actually You Su, she hadn’t intended to persuade the young man to drink, but after subtly knowing that You Su had no intention of betraying, she was overwhelmed with joy and wanted to toast with him.
Who knew the more they drank, the deeper the conversation went, until a thousand cups wouldn’t be enough with a kindred spirit, leading to this situation.
Even the Third Elder herself felt a little dizzy at this moment, three parts disbelieving of the situation before her eyes.
You Su then stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his Adam’s apple moving, savoring endlessly.
The beautiful woman looked at You Su, both angry and annoyed, crossed her arms over her chest, her face alternating between red and white.
The Third Elder’s lips parted several times but the words wouldn’t come out, leaving her with nothing but dumb suffering and nobody to turn to.
The Third Elder secretly sighed; if You Su were truly a girl, she’d let it be, and even the affair of grinding mirrors she could accept...
Frankly, when You Su’s hand climbed onto her ’breadbasket,’ it was with her tacit approval.
Even though that momentary odd feeling had somewhat sobered her up, she still consciously chose to ignore it, just like she automatically ignored You Su’s deeper voice after he got drunk.
She followed her body’s instinct, as if she was also anticipating what might happen next...
"Am I... too lonely?" The Third Elder murmured to herself.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The Third Elder shook her head, quickly denying the absurd answer.
But she had to admit that if it were any other man, he wouldn’t even have the chance to drink with her alone, let alone have such contact occur.
Even after such an incident happened... she still wasn’t planning to do anything to him...