Chapter 42: Wine doesn’t make people drunk, people get drunk themselves (1)
While Zhao Ziheng and Zhou Yan were thinking about their own things, Feng Qinghan felt overjoyed. He had never thought that this time when he met Zhou Cheng at his invitation, he would be able to witness the dance of Yin Yin, the best dancer in the world, with his own eyes. This was really beyond his expectations. After knowing that Yin Yin had lost her memory, he thought he would have to wait for a long time or would not have the chance to see her dance. He did not expect to see Yin Yin's dance so soon and so suddenly!
The song ends.
A palace maid came to him with a tray containing a wine glass and a pot of wine. Yinyin lifted her silk scarf, picked up the full wine glass and walked towards Zhou Yan. The palace maid followed closely behind her, which caused Zhou Yan to panic a little...
Not to mention Zhou Yan, the closer she got to Zhou Yan, the more fear Yin Yin felt. She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she suppressed her fear and took steps towards Zhou Yan...
Zhao Ziheng, who was standing aside, felt an indescribable impulse when he saw Yin Yin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He even had the urge to rush forward and hug her tightly in his arms. However, he tried hard to suppress this thought and watched Yin Yin walk up to Zhou Yan with a slightly panicked look on her face.
"Yinyin toasts Prince Jing——"
When Zhou Yan saw Yin Yin coming, he couldn't believe it. She actually came to toast him?
"I heard that Prince Jing was seriously injured a few days ago, so Yinyin wishes Prince Jing a speedy recovery. Yinyin will drink first as a sign of respect—"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yinyin covered the cup with her sleeve and drank it all. The others were also very surprised by Yinyin's behavior and stared blankly. Zhou Yan knew that Yinyin couldn't drink, but at this moment he didn't think about it at all, just staring at Yinyin blankly...
"Doesn't Prince Jing accept Yin Yin's toast?"
“Oh, no—”
Zhou Yan came to his senses in a panic, picked up his full glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Thank you, Prince Jing, for your honor. Yinyin is really flattered—"
He had a faint smile on his face, but it was a fake one, and there was no smile in his eyes. Or was it that Yinyin could not smile when facing Zhou Yan? Zhou Yan, who was looking at Yinyin, didn't know where to start because it was too sudden. He just looked at her. The more he looked at Zhou Yan's eyes, the more panic Yinyin felt. Before it expanded to the point where she could no longer suppress it, Yinyin avoided him first...
"Please enjoy your meal, Your Majesty—"
After leaving a word, Yin Yin walked towards Feng Qinghan who was sitting next to her. Zhou Yan behind her was still looking for Yin Yin's figure.
Seeing Yin Yin coming, Feng Qinghan immediately greeted her with a smile. Yin Yin was unmoved, but many people were moved, especially the palace maid who was following Yin Yin with a tray. She almost .
Coming to Feng Qinghan, Yinyin took the wine jug from the tray held by the palace maid and filled her empty glass, then turned to Feng Qinghan...
"Is this the envoy from Wu? What is your name, sir?"
"My name is Feng Qinghan!"
"So should I call you Mr. Feng or Mr. Feng?"
"Just call me Master!"
Unlike Zhou Yan, Feng Qinghan talked to Yin Yin with ease.
"Is this your first visit to our country, Master Feng?"
"kindness!"
"Then I wonder if Master Feng is still satisfied with our country?"
"Wonderful! It allowed me to see the demeanor of a great country. This imperial banquet in particular really benefited me a lot, especially the princess's colorful dance. Although I have seen many women dancing this colorful dance, none of them can compare to the princess's dancing posture. I can only say that the princess is worthy of being the best dancer in the world—"
"Haha, thank you for your praise, sir. Yinyin offers you a drink——"
"please!"
Even though her words were flattering, Feng Qinghan was very humorous and cheerful, which attracted Yinyin's favor. Just by looking at her dancing, she could tell her identity. Yinyin couldn't help but guess that Feng Qinghan must not be an ordinary person.
"Please enjoy your meal. Yinyin, please leave first!"
"Princess, please take care. If there is a chance, I hope to have a drink and chat with you alone—"
Yinyin did not respond directly to Feng Qinghan's words, but just smiled and turned around, walking towards the last person to toast, Zhao Ziheng. Looking at Yinyin's leaving figure, Feng Qinghan's eyes were full of interest. Yinyin was the first woman he had seen who was not shaken by him. Should he say that he was shocked? Or was he interested? Feng Qinghan knew that no matter whether it was a man or a woman, they would be moved after seeing him. Although Zhou Cheng, Zhou Yan and Zhao Ziheng among the men had feelings, they were fleeting, but women were never an exception. As long as women saw Feng Qinghan once, they would be fascinated by his stunning and beautiful appearance. Unexpectedly, the exception among women was broken by Yinyin. Not only was she unmoved, she had never even had a momentary feeling. This was the reason why Feng Qinghan was particularly interested.
Yin Yin approached Zhao Ziheng step by step. The closer she got to Zhao Ziheng, the more nervous she felt. What was this feeling?
Zhao Ziheng, on the other hand, saw Yinyin walking towards him, and he felt indescribable excitement in his heart. His clenched fists on the table were shaking. Was he excited? Should he call her? Zhao Ziheng was struggling in his heart...
"I guess this is the envoy from the State of Zhao who came to visit our country, Mr. Zhao..."
Zhao Ziheng struggled for a while, loosened his clenched fists, suppressed his inner emotions, and smiled: "It is me, the princess is polite!"
Zhao Ziheng had never thought that they, who had obviously been together, would have such a strange reunion. Zhou Cheng was observing the changes between the two but could not sense anything; Zhou Yan, who was an insider, looked at the reunion of the two and felt not happy but an unknown annoyance about the strangeness between them; Feng Qinghan, who was also an insider, sat aside and witnessed with a smile on his face how his former lovers now felt only a strange atmosphere.
"...May I ask, Master Zhao, have we met before?"
Yin Yin felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with Zhao Ziheng deep in her heart, but she just couldn't remember it at all. However, she couldn't help but ask because she wanted to know so much.
Zhao Ziheng felt indescribably bitter about Yin Yin's question, and smiled bitterly in his heart. The person he loved so deeply in the past actually forgot about him completely . Should he resent God for being unfair to him? Or should he hate Yin Yin for having only this much affection for him?
"Whether you have seen it or not is not up to me to decide. If you have this feeling, then you have seen it. If not, then you have not seen it."
After struggling for a while, Zhao Ziheng's answer was meaningful, which made Yinyin stunned for a moment. Yinyin could clearly see that Zhao Ziheng's eyes seemed to have something to say to her, but he said something meaningful? What was his intention?
