She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 337 - 336: A Thousand Cups Won’t Make Me Drunk, Ten Thousand Cups Won’t Bring Me Down

Chapter 337: Chapter 336: A Thousand Cups Won’t Make Me Drunk, Ten Thousand Cups Won’t Bring Me Down

"The Commandery Princess and the Marquis seem to be very much in love," a busybody whispered in Wu Zhen’s ear.

Next to them, Huai Xinmei glanced at her indifferently.

"They are engaged, and they are young; isn’t that quite normal?" Wu Zhen said, covering her lips with a handkerchief as she chuckled lightly.

The smugness in her eyes looked incredibly irksome to Huai Xinmei. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Such a shameless, old woman.

Huai Xinmei sneered inwardly.

Everyone knew about the incident where Yan Wanqing moved out of the Marquis Residence; it was public knowledge that the Commandery Princess had a poor relationship with her future mother-in-law, Wu Zhen, which is why she bought the most expensive and luxurious estate in Northern Border City in a fit of pique.

Then, as soon as Wu Zhen, who previously had looked down on the Commandery Princess, immediately came groveling.

Offering warm concerns as if she couldn’t wait to treat her like her own beloved daughter.

But the Commandery Princess was no fool and didn’t fall for it.

Huai Xinmei rolled her eyes and said to Huai Xin beside her, "Brother, you have to remember, be factual and just when you’re out there, don’t confuse right and wrong just for a bit of face. You might lose everything in the end."

Upon hearing this, Huai Xin was utterly confused.

What’s this about inside and outside?

What is sister talking about?

Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he felt a fierce pinch on his thigh.

Now Huai Xin didn’t dare to ask.

"I will listen to sister, listen to sister!" Stop pinching! It’s turning purple, ouch—!

Seeing that the Marquis Residence’s young lady had spoken, the busybody quickly took leave with a triumphant smile in her eyes.

Wu Zhen was left with a face alternating between pale and flushed, nearly twisting her handkerchief to shreds.

Don’t be smug!

You little wretch!

Wu Zhen, with a sullen look, squinted her eyes as she watched Huai Xinmei; waiting for her son to return, she was eager to see how these people would dare to show defiance in her presence!

Her daughter could stand tall among men, so her son was certain to be an outstanding figure among the crowd.

What could Huai Min’s insubstantial daughter and son have to compete with her for the Marquis Residence!

Everything would settle once Huai Yu found her brother.

Wu Zhen found comfort in this thought, and once again confronted Huai Xinmei’s cold gaze, this time choosing to ignore it completely.

This left Huai Xinmei feeling like she had punched a lump of cotton—her anticipation for Wu Zhen’s outburst followed by her own feigned victimhood was in vain.

She was slightly taken aback, but her attention was quickly drawn to Yan Wanqing’s side.

Because the screen was being removed.

As two maids lifted the screen away, a voice exclaimed from the crowd, "A treasure has appeared!"

What a spectacularly stunning sight that words could not describe.

All they saw was a jade vase with a flower as red as fire, with only four petals, yet each petal visibly dispersed golden dust. As the flower drew near, everyone caught a whiff of an exhilarating fragrance, instantly feeling revitalized, as if awakened, even those drunk were now alert with eyes wide open.

It was a flower of unparalleled rarity.

"You all see this treasure, don’t you?" the City Lord stood next to the flower, unable to contain the smile on his face.

"Whoever wins the competition at tomorrow’s arena will claim this flower as their own!"

Greed sparkled in everyone’s eyes: "Even the Golden Red Feather is offered as a prize. The City Lord is indeed generous and grand!"

"This is the Golden Red Feather... the legendary flower that can revive the dead!"

The crowd buzzed, their gazes upon the flower growing more fervent.

It was at this moment the City Lord had the flower covered with a red cloth by the servants; then, with a wave of his hand, he signaled to bring it to Yan Wanqing’s front.

"Not only that, our Commandery Princess has declared that the victor, besides obtaining this flower, will also receive a reward from her!"

The flower was then placed in front of Yan Wanqing’s table.

The focus of the crowd fell on her.

Yan Wanqing sneered silently in her heart.

No wonder they kept inviting her so persistently, it turned out they were using her as a bargaining chip.

Faced with everyone’s queries, Yan Wanqing curved her brows and eyes, but the corners of her lips hidden behind the veil were frosty and cold, her clear voice rising, "The City Lord is right, the victor will indeed receive a promise from the Commandery Princess."

A promise!

The City Lord had initially simply wanted Yan Wanqing to spill some blood, after all, she was a woman who owned a gold mine.

Who would have thought, Yan Wanqing would actually give a promise so readily.

Did that mean they could make extravagant demands?

A thoughtful glint passed through the City Lord’s eyes, it seemed he would have to make some preparations for tomorrow’s arena competition.

Plant more of his own people in it.

The crowd, hearing Yan Wanqing’s promise, immediately became boisterous with enthusiasm, and for a while, the City Lord Residence was extraordinarily lively, with them clamoring to toast in front of Yan Wanqing.

The City Lord was the first among them.

He came over with a cup of wine, smiling pleasantly, "I really couldn’t bear to spoil everyone’s fun, that’s why I resorted to such a measure, I hope the Commandery Princess won’t take offense."

Yan Wanqing lifted her cup, her peach blossom-like eyes carrying a hint of chill.

"The City Lord is a man of ideas, I just hope there won’t be a next time."

Her words carried a hint of warning.

The City Lord’s response was much more restrained, "The Commandery Princess is magnanimous for not holding a grudge against a minor official like me, I just had too much to drink and got carried away for a moment."

"Your getting carried away has left the Commandery Princess to foot the bill, City Lord, you really have quite the appetite!" Yan Wanqing laughed lightly, "Or is it that all City Lords are like you, fond of making decisions for others?"

Ji Yuntai is also a City Lord, and he’s nowhere near as annoying as this Chen Wei!

Truly both old and cunning.

If Xiaoliu weren’t here, she really wished she could set this annoying and noisy place aflame.

This was the first time the City Lord saw Yan Wanqing’s such proud and stiff attitude, he had been the first to do wrong, but he also came to offer a drink in apology, yet she was still so aggressive, and he was also getting on in years; it was a bit hard for him to step down in front of everyone.

Chen Di naturally felt bad seeing his father so embarrassed.

He stood up, picked up his cup and smilingly said, "Commandery Princess, please don’t be offended. I shall drink this one on behalf of my father, and I hope the Commandery Princess won’t be angry."

With that, he drank boldly in one gulp.

Yan Wanqing held up her own cup and passed it to Shen Shuyun beside her.

Shen Shuyun didn’t blink and also drank the cup down.

"Lord Chen, please don’t take offense, the Commandery Princess is not much of a drinker, so let my sister stand in for me."

Chen Di’s face immediately turned pale.

Yan Wanqing didn’t care about them, she just sat down herself, raised her hand to signal, and Cong Ge with Shen Shuyun immediately moved the screen over, blocking the view from everyone else.

The City Lord left with a dark face, sweeping his sleeves as he walked to the side.

Huai Xinmei cast a deep look at Shen Shuyun, then walked over to comfort Chen Di.

Huai Yu, on the other hand, had been like an invisible person from beginning to end, not saying a word.

She felt somewhat awkward.

"That cup of wine just now, I could have drunk it for you."

Yan Wanqing gave her a blank look, "Can you still drink any more?"

"..." Huai Yu had indeed drunk quite a lot tonight, her face was already flushed with a touch of redness, and at this time, her eyes still appeared a bit hazy, which made Yan Wanqing sigh, "To dare to drink so much in such a setting, you really must have been flustered by anger."

Cong Ge sensibly took out the sobering medicine and handed it over, "Please, Young Marquis."

Only then did Yan Wanqing explain, "Don’t underestimate this girl by my side, she can drink thousands of cups and not get drunk."

Shen Shuyun stood behind her, brimming with confidence, raising her eyebrows and patting her chest, "It’s a small thing, a small thing, brought with me from the womb."

Huai Yu silently swallowed the hangover cure.

If Xiaoliu were here, she definitely would have added a comment aside, "The fool turns out to be me."