th murderous intent as she glared at Qin Xiao. Having been tricked again, she lifted her spear and rushed straight for Qin Xiao.Qin Xiao sidestepped the attack; he knew that if he left immediately, Qi...Chapter Twelve: Meeting a Friend Over Wine, Chatting Through the Snowy Night

"Puh"

Qi Lin couldn't hold back and sprayed all the wine in her mouth onto Feng Changqing's face!

The time seemed to quietly stop for a few seconds.

Absorbing the remaining wine into her throat, blinking her eyes, realizing how big of a mistake she had made after that, Qi Lin sobered up and hurriedly raised her hand trying to wipe it off with her sleeve. But she stopped mid-air, thinking if it was alright to use her sleeve on the Emperor.

Seeing Qi Lin's funny facial expressions as she squinted and winked in embarrassment, Feng Changqing did not get angry but rather found it amusing. Noticing her hand hovering awkwardly in the air, he stretched his long arm and grabbed Qi Lin’s hand, feeling some resistance from Qi Lin who was trying to pull back; Feng Changqing tightened his grip slightly, bringing Qi Lin's hand towards his face.

Holding hands, he carefully wiped off the excess wine on his face. However, viewed in a certain light, it looked like an intimate scene between lovers.

This way Doesn't seem right.

"Emperor..."

"I am not the Emperor; I'm just a guest at Drunken Flower Pavilion, Bai Fenghuang." Feng Changqing placed his hand on Qi Lin's lips and said with a mischievous tone.

Bai Fenghuang! Isn't that the handsome man from Qin Shi Huangyue who never touches the ground when he walks, leaving feathers wherever he goes, and has a precious Brother Bao as his mount Although the man in front of her is also handsome, there's no need to use such a name.

Qi Lin pursed her lips, laughed awkwardly, pulled back her hand, hugged the wine jar tightly, and took two steps backward. After years of workplace struggles, she was well aware that her superior’s statement "We are friends" was false; one should never treat their boss as a friend!

She cautiously looked at Feng Changqing and said, "Understood."

Feng Changqing smiled slightly, stretched out his long arm, and snatched the wine from Qi Lin's arms. He tilted his head back twice, and the wine in the jar was gone. He casually threw it on the snow, and thus, the jar didn't break.

Zi Lin looked at the wine jar, then glanced at Feng Changqing. She walked over to pick up the fallen wine jar and took a few steps back. Her gaze fixed on the stone where she had been sitting earlier; she raised the wine jar, gathered all her strength, and smashed it fiercely towards that spot.

"Bang!"

The sound of shattering echoed as the wine jar broke apart.

Enchanted by this crisp noise, Zi Lin noticed a pile of wine near her feet. She picked up another jar without hesitation, took two swift swallows, and then tossed it with force.

"Bang."

This time, the jar still contained plenty of wine; though not as clear-cut as before, the sound produced was melodious.

Once more, she lifted two wine jars. She threw one into the air; Feng Changqing leaped up and did a flip to catch it with grace. Standing beside Zi Lin, he drank casually like her and then smashed their wine jars together.

"Bang Bang"

The wine jar shattered into several pieces. The two of them exchanged a smile and continued drinking while smashing more jars. They kept going until there was a small mountain of broken wine jars. Then each took one jar, sat on the ground back to back.

"Burp Long ago I knew that breaking things feels great, but nothing beats breaking wine jars." Qi Lin's cheeks were flushed as her eyes gazed dreamily. She spoke in a disjointed manner, "Today was an opportunity for me to try it out. It turns out to be really exhilarating; all my frustrations got smashed away."

Feng Changqiang smiled and said, “What’s making you unhappy”

Hearing this, Qi Lin immediately turned around until she faced Feng Changqiang again. She held up her index finger in a serious manner and said, "Unhappy Do I look like someone who's unhappy You’re the one who looks unhappy."

“Oh” Feng Changqiang raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why is that”

"Which emperor has ever truly been happy Isn't it all about being dignified in public, feeling unsatisfied despite having beauties by their side, and unable to express their sorrow under the candlelight" Qi Lin even reached out to pat Feng Changqiang's face as she continued, "Let me tell you, emperors don’t have any freedom. They lack freedom of marriage, love, and even bodily autonomy."as still very surprised. If there had been no sash on him, she would have thought Yu Mu was a deity."I’m merely giving you the butterflies I use for my experiments," he placed camellia flowers at the...