He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yi in the dream is seven years old.

Because he was the only disciple of Shen Yunshu, a quasi-emperor, many forces throughout the Nine Provinces sent him gifts.

Various items were piled together, almost filling an entire room.

Inside the room on the west side of the courtyard.

Xu Yi stood at the door, watching Shen Qingyao secretly eating his gift in the corner, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"Uncle-Master, if you steal my food again, I'll tell Master."

Shen Qingyao curled her lips indifferently and took out a ninth-grade spiritual fruit from a gift box.

She took a small bite and said matter-of-factly.

"Stealing food? I was just helping you check if it was poisoned, how can you put it so harshly?"

After saying that, Shen Qingyao opened several gift boxes with great interest, rubbing her hands together, ready to continue eating.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yi immediately raised his voice and shouted towards the door.

"Master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall figure strode into the room. Shen Yunshu reached out and grabbed Shen Qingyao's ear, her expression darkening slightly.

Shen Qingyao winced in pain and quickly begged for mercy.

"Ouch, sister! Don't pull my ear! It's fine for a kid to be stingy, but why are you, an adult, being so stingy too!"

Shen Yunshu's cool voice carried a hint of reproach.

"How dare you criticize others? What kind of behavior is it for an adult to snatch things from a child every day?"

Shen Qingyao quickly raised her hands in surrender and repeatedly admitted her mistakes.

"Okay, okay, I won't eat it, but please don't kick me out!"

Shen Yunshu was too lazy to argue with her. He simply waved his hand and sent the unreasonable Shen Qingyao out of the room, closing the door to shut out her wailing.

After dealing with Shen Qingyao, she immediately squatted down to Xu Yi's eye level and gently held his small hands.

Are you hungry?

Xu Yi touched his empty stomach and nodded gently.

"Hmm... a little."

Shen Yunshu smiled faintly and gently rubbed Xu Yi's hand.

"Then Master will take you to eat later. Today, Master had someone prepare ninety-nine dishes for Yi'er, all of which are your favorite flavors."

Xu Yi nodded, happily agreed, and then asked a question.

"Alright~ But Master, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"What's the problem?"

Xu Yi looked at her curiously.

"When is Master's birthday? I've never seen Master celebrate his birthday before?"

Shen Yunshu paused, a hint of loneliness and melancholy flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, her voice slightly softer.

"Master's birthday has not been celebrated for three hundred years."

Just as Xu Yi was about to ask for the reason, Shen Qingyao's voice transmission suddenly rang in his mind.

"Little brat, don't ask why. Our mother passed away five hundred years ago, and your master has never mentioned her birthday since then."

Xu Yi froze for a moment, feeling guilty for asking Shen Yunshu a question he had unintentionally asked.

But why is Shen Qingyao eavesdropping and peeping again? Why don't you, an older single woman, go find someone yourself?

Why are you spying on us every day?

He looked up at Shen Yunshu's slightly forlorn eyes, leaned forward slightly, held her hand tightly, and spoke earnestly.

"Although I don't know why Master passed away."

"But can I celebrate my future birthdays with Master?"

Shen Yunshu looked down at the little apprentice in front of him and felt as if something had hit his heart again.

Her throat tightened slightly, and her willow-leaf eyes welled up with tears. She slowly raised her hand and pulled Xu Yi's small body into her arms.

"Of course... From now on, Master will wait for Yi'er to be by his side for every birthday..."

......

Night fell in the banquet hall of the Sword Sect's main peak.

Beside an extra-long jade table, Shen Qingyao looked at Xu Yi, whose little belly was round and chubby, being carefully fed by Shen Yunshu, and felt a pang of jealousy.

My biased older sister...

I only have seven or eight dishes for my birthday, but Xu Yi, a little kid, only has pork tenderloin and golden crow soup for his birthday, right?

Moreover, a total of ninety-nine dishes were served.

Ugh, this is so infuriating...

Favoritism, favoritism, favoritism...

Sigh, let's go for a drink.

Xu Yi took a bite of the meat on his plate and glanced at Shen Qingyao, who was drinking one cup after another.

Suddenly, I had the urge to see what Shen Yunshu was like when he was drunk.

Without further ado, Xu Yi picked up a glass of celestial wine, its color pure white and its aroma mellow, from the corner of the table and placed it in front of Shen Yunshu.

He looked up with a sweet smile.

"Master, why don't you drink this?"

Shen Yunshu lowered her eyes to look at the wine glass Xu Yi handed her, then glanced at him, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"Yi'er, why... do you suddenly want your master to drink?"

Xu Yi blinked his bright eyes and replied in a serious tone.

"Isn't Master's study filled with many classic novels and stories?"

"When I had nothing to do, I read a few books. One of them said that people in the world drink alcohol when they are happy."

Shen Qingyao, who was drinking because she was sad, looked on.

Xu Yi paused for a moment, then continued to brainwash Shen Yunshu.

"And today is my birthday, Master, aren't you happy?"

"If you're happy, have a drink."

Shen Yunshu hesitated for a moment, a hint of hesitation appearing in his cool and aloof eyes, before speaking softly.

"Hmm... I'm happy, but Yi'er, do you know what's going on?"

"You don't have to celebrate with alcohol when you're happy; there are many ways to celebrate."

Xu Yi, however, persisted, shaking her sleeve and pestering her.

"But that's what the books say: everyone drinks when they're happy, so Master should just have a little..."

Looking at the child in front of me, blinking his clear, big eyes, gazing at me with such anticipation, with his soft and cuddly appearance.

This made Shen Yunshu's heart soften, and she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of refusing.

Shen Yunshu hesitated for a moment before giving a soft reply, her voice low and tinged with indulgence.

"Hmm...then I'll just have a sip."

She slowly picked up the jade cup, pursed her cherry lips, and took a small sip.

Shen Qingyao, who was standing nearby, witnessed the whole scene and couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. She then sent a telepathic message to Shen Yunshu.

"Sister, you spoil him too much! He makes you drink, and you drink it all?"

"You used to never drink alcohol."

"When he grows up and says he wants to marry you, Master, will you just marry him directly?"

Shen Yunshu's cheeks flushed instantly, and even her ears felt hot. She felt both ashamed and annoyed.

She secretly glared at Shen Qingyao and reprimanded her telepathically.

"Shut up! Being so...so rude, I'll break your legs!"

Xu Yi opened his round eyes, feigned surprise, swayed his body, and exclaimed.

"Master, Master, just one more sip! Is wine really that magical? Just one sip makes my face turn red?"

Shen Yunshu's breathing hitched slightly. He was about to reiterate "just one sip" when Xu Yi interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Please, Master, just one more bite."

That "Please" was soft and gentle.

Shen Yunshu almost subconsciously picked up the cup and, following his lead, took another sip.

One cup, two cups, three cups, four cups...

Xu Yi said that the book said to drink three cups in a row.

A moment later, they said that one should drink auspicious wine on one's birthday.

A moment later, she blinked and said, "Master looks even better when he drinks."

One sentence after another, he coaxed and pleaded, using both gentle persuasion and deception.

Shen Yunshu simply couldn't bring herself to reject Xu Yi.

He persuaded her with just a few words, and she drank one cup after another.