The Fourth Lady

Chapter 555 Weisheng Junmo (Ⅲ)

He had nothing to do with the mortal world anymore after he drank that jar of Nverhong Wine.

Upon hearing this, Junmo widened his eyes. He asked, "does this mean that you will forget your

present life?"

Yunhen nodded his head in agreement at Junmo, "you might be right. My master said that since

obsession can't be removed, I can't become an immortal. But I've been thinking that if there is no

obsession, what's the difference between me and an animal?"

As soon as Junmo wanted to say something, he heard a familiar voice, "Oh, why are you so late? I've Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

already cooked the dinner, but you haven't shown up yet." Then, Qingyan appeared in front of them.

Looking at the two of them, Qingyan said with a bright smile, "do you still want to east the beggar's

chicken and the fish with vinegar or not?"

The smile on her face reminded them of the old days.

"Yanyan, I want to eat not only beggar's chicken, but also red bean and glutinous rice cake you made.

Don't you remember?" Yunhen looked at Qingyan with a smile, "by the way, the food you made is nice

too. It's a pity that Ihave not eaten any meat for a long time."

Hearing their words, Qingyan said resignedly, "don't worry. There are a lot of them."

Seeing the looks on their faces, Qingyan looked at the jar of wine in Yunhen's hand and ran to him.

"Master, this is the Nverhong Wine you buried for me?" Before Taoist Yunhen gave a reply, she opened

the jar without hesitation. The fragrance was full and the wine was mellow. It was obvious that the wine

had been buried and brewed for many years.

"Master, the Nverhong Wine smells fragrant! It's about twenty years. " Qingyan looked at Yunhen, who

nodded his head.

"Master, I also want to drink it, since you have buried it for me." "If you don't agree, then I won't let you

eat beggar's chicken," Qingyan threatened with a smile.

Hearing this, Yunhen put on a helpless expression. "You're too young to drink."

"I don't want to listen to these words."

Seeing that Qingyan was about to pour the wine with her hands, Junmo grasped her arm and said,

"Yanyan, if you do this, you'll ruin the jar of wine. You can't do this."

Hearing this, Qingyan took back her hand awkwardly, "Okay, but I want to drink, too."

"Okay, I'll let you drink it, but only a little," said Junmo, turning his eyes to Yunhen.

In the past, Qilian Qingyan was not good at drinking as well. She would get drunk as long as she had a

little wine. But now, since Su Qingyan had the soul of Qilian Qingyan, they could imagine the

consequences.

"Are you worried that I can't drink, Junmo?" "Don't worry. I'm much better at drinking than before,"

Qingyan said, squinting at Junmo.

"If you don't follow me, I won't cook delicious food for you." Qingyan said while walking forwards.

As soon as they heard her, they followed her.

Looking at the figure in front of them, it suddenly occurred to them that it was the same as that year.

"Junmo, although it has been so many years, I suppose without Yanyan, we could have been who we

are now, right?" Yunhen looked at Junmo and said indifferently, "I remember we were confidants years

ago. You asked me to teach you the language of beasts, but Yanyan thought it was terrible. So she

never used it."

Hearing what Yunhen said, Junmo nodded his head and said, "you're right. Yanyan always thinks that it

is harmful, so she never said the word beasts before she died. But now, she has mastered it very well."

Junmo and Yunhen smiled at each other.

As Yunhen entered the secret room, he smelled something familiar. Not until he reached the end of the

room did he see that Qingyan had already placed the dishes on the stone table.

"Yanyan, why did you cook such a delicious meal? There are only three of us." Looking at Qingyan,

Yunhen said in a spoiled manner, "these are all my favorites."

Qingyan looked at them and nodded, "yes, it's to celebrate our new life." Then Qingyan poured herself

a bowl of wine, and also filled the glasses of wine for Yunhen and Junmo. "Cheers, master, Junmo."

But before they could open their mouths to say anything, Qingyan drank up the wine in her glass. "It's

really delicious wine!''

Seeing what Qingyan was doing, they burst into laughter and drank up. It seemed that they hadn't had

a good drink for a long time.

"Master, this chicken leg is for you. I have the chicken chest." Then, she pulled the chicken leg and

handed it to Yunhen. After that, she put another in Junmo's plate.

"Yanyan, are you going to let us just have the chicken leg?" Yunhen bit the chicken leg and looked at

her aggrieved, "I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time. If you treat me like this, then I must be

very sad."

"Master, I made two beggar's chicken. Don't worry. The whole chicken will be yours," Qingyan added.

As she spoke, she tore the chicken apart and put it on their plate. "You know that I don't like beggar's

chicken all the time."

Watching the chicken on their plate, Yunhen and Junmo remembered what a beautiful life they had

lived. They ate chicken legs, but no one could see the tears in their eyes.

"Yanyan, the taste of this beggar's chicken is still the same as before. But it seems that you haven't

cooked for a long time." Yunhen smiled and said, "Look at the dirt on your body."

Looking at them, Qingyan picked up the fish and put it into her mouth. "It's true that I haven't cooked for

a long time. I'm busy with internal strife all day and have no mood to cook."

After hearing what she said, Junmo and Yunhen burst into laughter.

"It really tastes like the chicken cooked by Yanyan. Why don't you ask me to have a taste? Also, there

is the flavor of wine. Yunhen, you old thing, you are finally willing to take out the Nverhong Wine out. I

wanted to taste it before, but you refused me." Then they saw a man in red appeared in front of them.