After that night, the master and apprentice returned to Penglai Mountain.

That night, the two sat in the courtyard of the Palace of Eternal Life, chanting poems and essays in front of the bright moon in the sky, which was quite leisurely and elegant.

Nangong Qingyu looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but think of the "Shuitu Songtou" written by Su Shi in the Song Dynasty, and blurted out: "When will the bright moon exist? Ask the blue sky with wine. I don't know what year it will be today. I want to ride the wind, but I am afraid that the jade building and jade pavilion are too cold to the height. I dance and play with the clear shadows, how do I feel like I am in the world! Turning on the red pavilion, lowering the beautiful house, shining without sleep. There should be no hatred, why do you always go far away? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to be complete in the past. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together thousands of miles away."

Xiao Jifan glanced at her deeply and said lightly: "I didn't expect Qingyu would make such a good word. This word is beautiful and elegant, with beautiful meanings, and is unique from ancient times to the present."

Nangong Qingyu laughed dryly. Although the master praised her and felt happy, she was still a little guilty. She couldn't say that it was written by Su Shi, right? There was no such person as Su Shi in this other world.

Hehe, no wonder others say that memorizing more ancient poems before traveling through time is definitely beneficial. Those ancient poems and essays have been transformed into their own, and no one knows them anyway.

"Since you 'ask the sky with wine', wouldn't it hurt that if you don't drink some wine to cheer up?" He waved his hand gently, and a pot of wine appeared on the stone table out of thin air.

"This is the peach blossom brew made by my teacher a hundred years ago. The wine is a bit strong." Xiao Jifan said as he poured a small cup for her and another cup for himself.

Nangong Qingyu was a little eye-opener. She thought that her master would not drink, but she could not only drink, but also make wine. Uh... Peach Blossom Wine, this name is good, but it sounds much better than Guizhou Mausoleum. Moreover, it has been treasured for a hundred years! It can be regarded as an antique. How much can it be sold?

She is a master of drinking and is also known as not drunk for a thousand cups. I wonder if she can get her master drunk!

Nangong Qingyu picked up the wine glass and savored it carefully. The wine tasted very pure and exuded a faint fragrance of peach blossoms. It was completely different from those famous wines. She could guarantee that this was the best thing she had ever drunk in her life.

The rich peach blossom fragrance fills the entire brain, and the light fragrance lingers in the air, making people feel relaxed and happy, and it is a bit spicy in the throat, but it is just right. Because it has been stored for a long time, it tastes very touching.

It's indeed a good wine!

"Then I can drink such a good wine every night!" Nangong Qingyu put down the wine glass, and it was still full of meaning.

"If you drink as you like, you will drink all the wine you have in your teacher."

"Master, if you don't share such a good thing, just treat it as compensation. What's the saying goes, yours must be mine, and mine may not be yours." Nangong Qingyu picked up the wine glass and sipped it lightly.

"What's this?" He smiled and had no intention of blaming him.

Gradually, the wine jar was at its bottom, and the two of them didn't know how much they drank. Nangong Qingyu's head was a little drowsy, and he could barely stay awake. Xiao Jifan's eyes were a little dazed, and his face was a little blushed.

Nangong Qingyu was stunned. He didn't expect that Xiao Jifan would be so tempting under the moonlight. The moonlight was like water, lingering in his body, white clothes were quiet, like a virgin.

"Master...Master, wake up..."

He heard the sound and looked at her, his eyes were tender and tender, but he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He was so drunk.

Nangong Qingyu sighed, cast a spell, and moved him into the room. Unexpectedly, he was shocked that his body was so light!

She sat beside his bed, looked at Xiao Jifan, who was peaceful on the bed, and sighed and said mockingly: "Master... you probably will never know that Qingyu... will actually fall in love with you..."

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