Qingchen was in high spirits today, taking a few bites of every dish. Yu Luo was happy too, sipping three cups of monkey wine. The fruit-scented wine was pleasant, but its potency was strong, and soon she was slumped over the table, her eyes dazed.
While listening to Xu Yu's nagging, Qingchen sipped his wine in small sips. It was a rare, lively, and warm occasion for the Snow Cottage, which had remained desolate for nearly ten thousand years.
When Yu Luo woke up, it was already close to noon the next day. Her master was reclining on the soft couch, and Xu Yu was gone. Sitting across from her master was Tunyun, while Xiaobai was chasing its own tail, spinning around until its head was dizzy before collapsing softly onto the ground and hiccuping from the wine.
Chapter 90