Feng Ming left, An Xue Tang returned to bed. She took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Mo Yun Jing.Her large eyes stared at his pale face, her hatred for the masked man growi...If he hadn't sparred with Feng Ming before and knew he couldn't beat him, he would definitely confidently say he didn't want to drink at this time.

What in the world is this Can this even be considered alcohol He just refuses to drink it, he's not giving me any face.

He couldn't win against Feng Ming, and besides, this man held a grudge. If they truly fought, he might be crippled for life.

So… Han Yun gritted her teeth, tormented inside but still resigned to fate, she stretched out her hand and picked up the bowl in front of her. "Come, drink."

Watching his actions, Feng Ming's lips continued to curl into that knowing smile. The two symbolically clinked their bowls and stared at each other, downing the bowl of wine in one gulp.

Han Yun's heart was filled with tears. What on earth had been added to this wine

It's salty, spicy, and has a strange bitterness to it. This isn't even liquor!

And when you drink it, there's also a sour and pungent smell.

He wanted to just gulp it down with his eyes closed, but he was afraid that Fengming sitting opposite him would cheat.

So, with a gulp and a grimace, he forced the entire bowl of wine down, eyes wide open.

Feng Ming didn't intend to shirk responsibility, and he was drinking at the moment.

Han Yun did indeed drink down the bowl of wine. Opposite him, Feng Ming, unwilling to be outdone, also drank the entire bowl with a stoic expression.

When Han Yun turned her bowl over, he also did the same with a smirk, proving that he had finished his drink as well.

If Han Yun didn't know what kind of liquor this was, he would have to wonder how good the drink Phoenix Ming was having really was.

After all, Phoenix's expression seemed to be one of pure enjoyment.

After they finished drinking, Han Yun looked at the big tree beside him and really wanted to go over there to vomit.

Ke Fengming seemed to have seen through his intention. At this time, she chuckled lightly and pointed at the few dishes on the table, "Lord Han, please try it. It's my Ah Tang's cooking."

These dishes were all personally made by my niece, Auntang. It's not easy to find a chance to eat the food cooked by the Princess of Beijiang herself.

So, you're in for a treat tonight. Go ahead and try some.

“......”

Han Yun's left hand, under the table, clenched into a fist, forcing down the churning in his stomach.

Feng Ming deliberately brought up the North Border Princess at this moment, even saying that these dishes were personally made by her.

He emphasized the word “with his own hands” so much that if Han Yun dared to object, it would be disrespectful to the princess.

So at this point, there was no way to speak up. I could only manage a weak smile, picked up the chopsticks from the table, and started eating.

He was still thinking that the food must have been tampered with, just like the wine.

Just wait for him to take the bait, and there's nothing we can do about it but swallow this bitter pill.

But the moment the food entered his mouth, his eyes lit up, clearly astonished.

This food...it wasn't tampered with at all

And besides, the taste...is really good.

Han Yun didn't bother to look at Feng Ming's expression at this moment. After swallowing the mouthful of chicken, he couldn't help but take another piece and put it in his mouth.

Delicious, this meat is really delicious.

He looked up at Feng Ming in disbelief, the joy in his eyes was unmistakably clear. "Not bad, really not bad, the Northern Border Princess's skills... are amazing."

Phoenix's gaze held a profound meaning as she looked at him, her eyes filled with a hint of pride as she nodded. "Of course, considering who her brother is."

“......”

Han Yun gave him a speechless glare.

He was so proud of it, as if he had cooked the meal himself.

Although she felt the allure of the food, Han Yun didn't have the heart to argue with him.

He couldn't resist tasting the other dishes on the table at this point.

This little chicken stewed with mushrooms is very fragrant, and these chicken wings, I don't know how the Northern Border Princess made these chicken wings.

He thought it was a bit sweet, but not at all cloying.

He is not a fan of sweet food, but eating the sweet chicken wings, he felt an unprecedented deliciousness.

Besides the meat dishes, the Northern Frontier princess also stir-fried several vegetables.

It's just simple greens, and I don't know how she cooked them. They were just so delicious.

After Han Yun buried his head and ate several mouthfuls of food, Feng Ming once again poured him a full cup of wine.

Watching Feng Ming's movements, Han Yun's hand trembled as he picked up his chopsticks. The chicken wing he had just picked up fell to the plate.

He cautiously raised his head to glance at Feng Ming, seeing him about to lift his bowl again. He quickly spoke up, “That… That Lord Feng Gu, how about we just have a simple meal tonight We could skip the wine”

Feng Ming narrowed his eyes, glanced at the dishes on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "So, Master Han thinks the food today is simple"

"!!!"

Feng Ming is such a dog, deliberately misidentifying the key point.

Feng Ming's words were totally digging a hole for him.

You know, this meal on the table today was made by the Princess of Beijang after a lot of hard work.

And, where would he have the face to say it was simple

Such delicious food, how could it be simple

At this time, Han Yun was being stared at by Feng Ming, so he could only smile brightly and shake his head quickly, "No, no... The dishes made by the Northern Frontier Princess are definitely not simple."

After that, as if remembering something, his eyes suddenly lit up and he went on to say, "But, I think the reason why the dishes prepared by the Princess of Beijang are not ordinary."

"Therefore, we should savor each dish with our full attention and appreciate the hard work of Princess Beijiang. Don't you think so, Princess Feng"

Feng Ming, of course, knew what he was thinking. At this moment, she suddenly smiled and said, "What Han Gezhu said is not quite accurate. After all, good wine needs good food, so good food naturally needs good wine to pair with it."

"My sister-in-law A Tang finally cooked a big table of dishes today, just to let my brother and me reminisce about old times."

"A Tang also knows that we haven't seen each other for many days, and we haven't had a drink together for many days. This table of dishes is A Tang's heart, and of course we can't let him down."

Having said that, Feng Ming immediately picked up the bowl in front of him and raised it. "Come now, Lord Han, we haven't seen each other in many days. Let's forget everything that happened before in this cup of wine. Cheers!"

"!!!"

Han Yun's scalp really went numb.

This wine is truly not for human consumption.

Feng Ming wanted to torment him, he could understand.

To torture him, to torture myself, is it really worth drinking this kind of thing

He stared straight at Fengming, "Really...are you really going to drink it"

Feng Ming's eyes sharpened slightly, "What, Master Han won't give face"

"Don't dare, don't dare. How could I possibly refuse the face of the Valley Master" Han Yun gritted his teeth. "Alright, since the Valley Master wants to drink, then Han will definitely keep him company."

Cheers!

After all, he wasn't the only one being tortured.

Die together.

Anyway, today he acted with Mo Yunjing and was nervous, so he deserved to be punished.off in a hurry, rushing back to the capital.......Then there was Han Yun on the other side. After ordering his men to send an urgent message to Mo Junyi and the others, he led two subordinates to inve...