527 The Secret About the Past 145 (2/2)
”Zhi Yin, bring me the best liquor in the cellar. Brother and I would like to have some. Hurry,” she instructed Zhi Yin.
”Yes, Your Highness.” Zhi Yin shot An Xiaoning a glance in a bid to ask her to tag along.
An Xiaoning had no choice but to proceed accordingly.
They carried two bottles of liquor each and placed them onto the table.
”It's boring for the two of us to drink alone. You two, sit down and drink with us,” said Tuoba Danxue, pointing at the chair.
”Your Highness, I can't hold my liquor,” An Xiaoning hurriedly refused.
”You still have to drink a little. Come, sit down!”
An Xiaoning was bewildered by their absurdity but had no choice but to sit down beside Tuoba Gucheng.
The four of them gathered around the table and began drinking.
There were no dishes to be paired with the liquor at all.
An Xiaoning felt a strong discomfort in her throat after downing her first glass of liquor, which was way too strong for her liking, causing her to grimace.
The liquor was worlds apart from Jin Qingyan's personal concoction, Dreamyanghe.
The taste was nowhere comparable to Dreamyanghe.
Thus, An Xiaoning decided to feign drunkenness and rested her head onto the table.
Since she did not sleep much the night before, she could take the chance to catch some shuteye openly.
Tuoba Danxue guffawed and said, ”Mu Ning is drunk. Hahaha, such an amateur. Come, let's continue drinking!”
Thinking that An Xiaoning had really gotten drunk, Zhi Yin said, ”Mu Ning's boyfriend died from leukemia. She must be devastated. She must've courted him for a long time. Yet, he's gone just like that. How unfortunate for her.”
”She has a boyfriend?” Tuoba Gucheng asked.
”Yeah, she used to. He's dead now.”
”See, even Mu Ning has a boyfriend and is allowed to date whoever she wants. What about us, Brother? We don't even enjoy such freedom. But to be honest, that Jin Minxing is indeed very handsome and I'm willing to marry him too. Because then, I won't have to stay here anymore. Great, I'll finally be free in half a year's time,” Tuoba Danxue remarked, her face flushed red.
”Come, cheers…”
”Bottoms up…”
The next thing An Xiaoning knew, it was already dark outside and she was jolted awake by someone who threw her onto the bed.
Before she could even react and come to her senses, she was pinned onto the bed by a figure in black.
She let out a grunt of discomfort, feeling as if her bones were about to break.
A masculine scent lingered around her nose.
He reeked of alcohol and his temperature was burning.
An Xiaoning pushed him away onto the bed and crawled down, panting heavily. She switched on the lights, only to be startled and dumbfounded at the sight of Tuoba Gucheng.
Just as she stepped foot out of the door, she bumped into Zhi Yin.
”Sister Zhi Yin, His Highness…”