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

Every time, Shen Yunshu thought, "This is the last bite."

But when she met Xu Yi's bright, expectant eyes, all her persistence crumbled.

In less than half an incense stick's time, she had unknowingly drunk more than a dozen cups.

This wine has a strong aftereffect.

Shen Yunshu's originally aloof and snow-white face now had a faint blush, adding a touch of charm she had never shown before.

The blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, and even her long, fair neck was tinged with a light pink.

Her pale pink lips, infused with the scent of alcohol, became even more moist, naturally rosy without any makeup.

Shen Qingyao propped her cheek on her hand, tapped the table, and spoke with a hint of amazement.

"My God... Sister, how come you're so beautiful even when you're drunk?"

Shen Yunshu leaned back in her chair, her head slightly spinning, and stubbornly raised her eyes, saying...

"I...I'm not drunk, I'm perfectly sober."

Shen Yunshu's speech became somewhat incoherent, with a slight upward inflection at the end of her words.

Shen Qingyao sighed helplessly, turned and glared at Xu Yi, then lowered her voice to scold him.

"You brat, look what you've done to your master!"

"She's never drunk alcohol before, and you're still trying to coax her to drink."

Xu Yi scratched his head, looking at Shen Yunshu, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were hazy, and felt a little embarrassed.

I think I did encourage him to drink a bit too much.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Shen Yunshu suddenly moved.

She leaned down slightly, stretched out her slender arms, and hugged Xu Yi tightly in her arms.

She wrapped his body in her own clothes and held him protectively in her arms.

She gently nuzzled Xu Yi's head, her cheek carrying a protective air.

"Don't talk about Yi'er. It's not his fault. I wanted to drink it myself..."

Shen Qingyao was speechless at the sight and sighed silently.

Just spoil him.

As night deepened, the hall gradually quieted down.

Shen Yunshu leaned back in her chair, her breathing even, already fast asleep, but she still held Xu Yi tightly in her arms, refusing to let go.

Helpless, Shen Qingyao could only carefully and gently lift Xu Yi out of her arms.

Then, he helped up Shen Yunshu, who was so drunk that her body was limp, and instantly appeared in the courtyard where they lived.

Entering the room, she gently placed Shen Yunshu on the soft bed and covered her with a light quilt.

Then Shen Qingyao straightened up, turned to look at Xu Yi who was standing obediently to the side, bent down, and gently coaxed him.

"Little one~ My sister drank too much today, and she smells a bit like alcohol on her. It wouldn't be good for you to smell like that."

"Why don't you come sleep at my place?"

Xu Yi shook his head expressionlessly.

"No, I want to stay with my master."

"Alright, alright, I'll keep you company."

Shen Qingyao was amused by his appearance and reached out to rub his head.

"Then I won't disturb you two, you two who are deeply in love. Just call me 'Uncle-Master' if you need anything."

"Goodbye, Uncle-Master~"

Xu Yi waved obediently.

Shen Qingyao chuckled helplessly, turned around and gently closed the door, cursing inwardly:

You brat, you just keep sticking to your master.

As soon as the door closed, Shen Yunshu, who had been quietly lying in bed, suddenly reached out her hand.

She hugged Xu Yi tightly, so tightly that he could hardly breathe, her voice slurred and dependent.

"Yi'er...you can't leave Master...you're not allowed to go..."

Hearing her say this, Xu Yi, held in her arms, whispered...

"Master, you're not asleep?"

Shen Yunshu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her consciousness wavering between lucidity and despair, and she only gave a vague response.

"Uh-huh......"

After a long while, Shen Yunshu suddenly began to murmur softly.

"Master...I want to stay with Yi'er forever...Is...is that alright, Yi'er..."

Her voice was so soft it was like a dream, yet it carried a hint of grievance and unease that even she herself was unaware of.

"Yi'er...you've grown up...please don't abandon your master...okay..."

Since finding Xu Yi and raising the child, Shen Yunshu has read many, many books.

In the book, many of the cultivators' children don't see their parents for decades at a time, and she can't bear such long separations.

She remembered that when she first found Xu Yi, she said to him:

I will help you find meaning in life.

But now Shen Yunshu feels that Xu Yi's constant presence has become the reason for her to live.

Listening to her almost pleading whispers, and feeling her slightly trembling body behind me.

Xu Yi felt a lump in his throat, his heart filled with both warmth and bitterness, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

In the future, will he really leave this world by 'death'?

If that day really comes, what should Master do?

She's going to break down.

Moreover, he knew that as time went by, their feelings for each other would only grow deeper.

By then, the separation will only be more cruel.

What should I do?

Shen Yunshu felt Xu Yi in her arms suddenly tense up and remain silent for a long time.

Thinking that he found her annoying, that she was nagging and clingy, a wave of panic and self-blame washed over her.

She quickly loosened her grip and apologized cautiously.

"Yi'er...what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you annoyed by your master?...Yes, I'm sorry, your master won't say anything more...please don't hate your master, okay..."

Her voice trailed off, like a child who had done something wrong.

Xu Yi snapped back to reality, quickly turned around, reached out her small hands, and tightly hugged Shen Yunshu's neck, burying her head in the crook of her neck.

"No, I don't find Master annoying, and I never will."

"When I grow up, I will stay with Master for as long as he wants me to. I will stay with Master for the rest of my life and never leave him."

Shen Yunshu relaxed upon hearing his words.

She hugged him tightly, as if holding the most precious treasure, a reassuring smile on her lips, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight shone through the window and fell on Shen Yunshu's cheek.

She slowly opened her eyes, a hangover headache hitting her, making her furrow her brow.

But the next moment, fragmented memories from last night surfaced.

She drank alcohol last night, and Yi'er tricked her into drinking more than a dozen cups, making her face as red as a peach blossom.

After returning to bed, she held her disciple tightly and said a lot of clingy and humble things.

She even cried and begged him not to leave.

Shen Yunshu's cheeks gradually turned from rosy to bright red.

Then it quickly turned pale, and I felt like I was going to shut myself off.