bookrandom Chapter 291 Life is fleeting, like life, it cannot withstand a pot of strong liquor
Chapter 291 Life is fleeting, like life, it cannot withstand a pot of strong liquor
The study was in a mess, with broken wood scattered everywhere. However, Shu He was standing at the nearest place and did not dodge. However, the broken wood seemed to have eyes and just brushed past her without hurting her at all.
"What you wanted was for me to say these words myself, didn't you? Why do you feel even more unhappy after I said them?"
Shu He raised his head slightly, his voice extremely cold.
A tall figure rose and fell in the darkness, and a cold and sharp voice sounded softly.
"Appearance is determined by the heart. As expected, your heart is as ugly as your appearance. It makes people feel disgusted!"
These words sounded as light and gentle as floating feathers, but the meaning they expressed was like a cold sword, carrying fierce and violent lethality.
Shu He felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and his body couldn't help but feel cold and trembling.
A huge feeling of humiliation surged into her heart, making her almost blind. She took several steps back uncontrollably until she bumped into the broken wooden door.
She was like a deflated ball, feeling exhausted and powerless.
Once, when she saw him and Yi'er getting along harmoniously, she also had a fantasy: would Yi'er help him forget the past and accept her and Yi'er?
The three of them might be able to form a normal, harmonious family...
It turned out that she had been wishful thinking all along.
Yes, she was so unbearable in the past, how could anyone accept it?
She chuckled softly and spoke bitterly, "So I'm that incompetent... Sorry, I was just imagining things."
She pushed herself up and said, "Tomorrow, Yi'er and I will leave here and will never have anything to do with you again, Your Highness."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but the man behind her suddenly turned around and stared at her with eyes like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
"She is my daughter, no one can take her away!"
Hearing this, Shu He paused, tilted his head slightly, and said calmly, "She is my child, born after ten months of pregnancy. No one has the right to snatch a child from a mother, even if you are the noble Prince Li!"
Shu He walked into the yard, and the dull and deafening explosion sounded again in the house. She didn't know which piece of furniture was "dismembered" again, but it had nothing to do with her.
Zhang Zhirou, Nanqi and others were very worried when they saw that her face was pale and her steps were heavy.
"Sister He..."
"Sheaves!"
"Don't follow me!"
Shu He spoke indifferently, causing Zhang Zhirou and Nan Qi to stop moving at the same time.
The wind in the middle of the night was icy cold, just like what he said, making people feel cold in their hearts.
Shu He walked aimlessly, not knowing where to stop or where to heal her wounds. She only knew that she was in great pain, and if the pain didn't stop, she would die!
On a gray wooden board, the dim light of a lantern illuminated a faint word "wine".
A faint smell of wine dregs wafted over, bringing a hint of warmth to her cold body.
"Haha, wine is a good thing. It can dispel sorrow the most!"
At the junction of the south and north cities, there was a small tavern that was empty. When the young man in the tavern saw the lonely figure, his eyes lit up and he warmly welcomed the visitor in.
"Sir, are you unhappy? Try my 'Forget Worries', it will definitely make you forget all your worries!"
Seeing his bright smile, Shu He felt a little touched and whispered, "It better have the effect you said, otherwise, I will drink the King's wine!"
The young man in the restaurant looked confused, as if he didn't understand what "Ba Wang Liquor" meant.
"Sir, do you think I'm bragging?" He asked, and without waiting for her answer, he said confidently, "Yes, you'll know if you try it."
Shu He entered the shop and just sat down by the window when he saw snow falling again. Fist-sized snowflakes quickly piled up a thick layer of white snow on the ground.
"Sir, the wine is here!"
The young man had a clear voice and a brilliant smile. He tore away the dust seal and the turbid liquid poured out from the wine jar like a rolling river, giving her a sense of "majesty".
"Come on, try it."
Shu He came back to her senses and looked at the cup of slightly turbid liquid, frowning slightly.
What happened to her just now?
"Thank you."
The young man nodded, and when he saw a hint of surprise on her face after she took a sip, he knew that this wine did not disappoint her.
"Sir, please do as you please. Call me if you need anything."
Shu He nodded and then drank another glass.
This wine is really good. It looks turbid, but it is full of aroma. It tastes mellow and smooth. Once it enters the body, it feels like the blood is burning.
Drinking a cup of this in the cold winter can really save your life!
"The bright cool moon and the white snow cannot reach the top of an iceberg. Life is fleeting, and the myriad things in life cannot compare to a pot of strong liquor."
Shu He gave a bitter smile and then shouted, "Boss, your wine is good!"
Shu He couldn't stop drinking. The liquid in the bowl looked like a reflection of a person. He was so good-looking, but so disgusting!
The jar was empty, but she was still very conscious.
"Didn't you say it would help me forget my sorrows? I've already finished your entire jar, but how come I haven't forgotten any of my sorrows?"
At this moment, an old man came over and took a look. His face changed. "Oh my God, sir, where did you get this wine?"
This was his private collection of wine. A guy with a sharp nose had smelled it out these days, and after pestering him for a long time, he finally gave him some.
Didn't he hide this wine? How did it appear here?
"Hey girl, this wine is really strong, don't drink too much!"
The old man just watched her drink up the last drop, and he felt both physically and mentally distressed.
It was a pity that the wine he had stored for many years was wasted.
I also feel sorry for her. She is a girl who drinks so recklessly late at night. Maybe something sad happened to her.
"Hey, not really, not much, I don't feel anything!" Shu He looked up and laughed innocently, "I just drank too much and felt a little dizzy. Aren't you a young man? How did you become an old man?"
"Where did this young man come from? Girl, have you drunk too much?"
Shu He frowned, "I'm drunk? Impossible! I didn't drink before, I'm clearly just a teenager!"
The old man just thought she was drunk, sighed lightly, and could only admit defeat.
"Miss, I'm going to close the shop. Can you go back by yourself?"
Shu He looked at the sky outside. It was still snowing, but it was indeed very late.
She took out a silver ingot from her pocket and said, "Shopkeeper, thank you for the wine. It's very good!"
After saying that, she stood up unsteadily and walked out the door.
The old man looked at her worriedly, but finally closed the door.
There are so many troubles in the world, how can a mere mortal like him care about so many things?
"Hey!"
After a sigh, a dark figure appeared in the heavy snow.
In front of him was a woman in green, swaying from side to side. The silver ornaments in her hair tinkled, adding a touch of life to the quiet snowy night.