The Qushui Drinking Ceremony is held on the outskirts of the city, not far from Rongguang Street.
After walking only two miles out of the city gate, you will find a dense jungle. The air in the forest is fresh, you can faintly hear the chirping of birds and the gurgling streams. The young men and women who participated walked together and sang the Book of Songs in a low voice along the way.
The sentences in it, the atmosphere is very beautiful.
Yu Weiyin and Yu Chutian walked side by side, followed by their personal maids Yao Xiang and Nong Yue.
"Sister, have you used the medicine my mother and I gave you? Has the scar on your face gotten better?"
Yu Chutian was wearing a goose-yellow shirt and a crimson brocade skirt embroidered with rose patterns. She had a fair face, bright eyes, and concern in her eyes.
Yu Weiyin was wearing plain clothes and a thin veil on her face, revealing only a pair of clear eyes. She smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your concern, sister. I'm almost healed."
Almost healed? Through the gauze, Yu Chutian couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but she had no doubt about the effectiveness of the cold scented lotion and pills.
"The air in the mountains and forests is very good now. Wouldn't it make my sister feel depressed if she is covered with a veil?" Yu Chutian continued to test.
If she used that ointment, it would definitely worsen the injury on her cheek. How could she be so calm?
Hearing this, Yu Weiyin frowned slightly, wondering why: "Sister, to tell you the truth, my cheeks have been itchy recently and I have drawn blood marks from scratching them. To avoid scaring everyone, it is safer to wear a veil."
Sure enough, how could Yu Weiyin have no reaction after taking those medicines? The doubts in Yu Chutian's heart disappeared in an instant.
"Don't be afraid, sister. Wearing this veil will make your sister's temperament even more outstanding."
Yu Chutian praised duplicitously, "Sister, if you are not good at writing poems later, I will help you."
The last sentence, even though he lowered his voice, still aroused the eyebrows of the women in front and behind him.
Everyone had long heard that Yu Weiyin was not good at poetry. Since they came to participate in the Qushui Drinking Ceremony today, they naturally wanted to see her jokes.
But Yu Weiyin's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were calm and indifferent, "Thank you sister for your kindness. I won't bother you with such a small matter."
Seeing her wearing a moon-white dress, the gauze on her face covered up her snow-colored skin, but her every move and smile exuded a natural grace, making her whole person more worldly and otherworldly, and everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.
It is not that everyone has never seen Yu Weiyin before. They have met her on the city streets every day. They know that she loves bright red clothes and likes to be in the limelight. However, she is a loser. She does not have the temperament of a rich girl in her words and deeds.
The man in front of me now, wearing plain clothes and skirt, has a graceful demeanor. He is completely different from the Yu Weiyin of the past!
After passing the surprise in everyone's eyes, Yu Weiyin was not surprised. There was still a calm smile on his lips, and he just nodded and said nothing.
Some good people couldn't help but laugh and said: "I heard that Miss Yu's personality changed drastically after she fell off the cliff. Now it seems that the rumors are true. However, I wonder if Miss Yu is still as empty-headed as before?"
"Of course my sister is well-educated and full of poetry! How can she be so empty-headed?"
Yu Chutian glared at the man angrily, but in her heart she wished that everyone would notice Yu Weiyin.
Today's drama is bound to make Yu Weiyin make a fool of herself, and it's best to make her reputation completely ruined!
After hearing her words, everyone burst into laughter: "Extremely rich in learning? Please, are you kidding me? Miss Yu has never been fond of poems and songs. Everyone in Tongcheng doesn't know this!"
When Yao Xiang heard that they all laughed, she couldn't help but stand up to refute, but Yu Weiyin looked back and stopped her with his eyes.
Yu Chutian was still holding the fire, but the expression on her face was extremely delicate, shouting: "Sister, I will definitely open your eyes later!"
Yu Weiyin ignored her, left her behind, and strode forward.
Walking into the forest, a quiet coolness hit her, which slightly calmed down the dryness in her heart. Through the forest, she found a curved stream. The stream was clear and translucent. It flowed slowly from top to bottom, washing away the pebbles at the bottom of the water.
Smooth and clean.
After everyone performed the ritual of exorcising evil spirits, men and women sat on both sides of the canal, took out the wine glasses from the food boxes, and placed the wine glasses upstream.
The wine cup flows down the river, and whoever stops in front of it will take the cup, drink it, and compose a poem, which means to get rid of bad luck.
Since there were women participating, the wine chosen was slightly sweet plum wine, so even if you drink a few more glasses, you won't get drunk.
Yu Weiyin was sitting in the middle, and the seat next to her was Yu Chutian.
At this moment, Yu Chutian was still blinking at her, as if he regarded her as his dearest and most beloved sister.
"Just writing poetry is too simple, why not add some fun? How about making acrostics?"
A familiar sweet voice sounded. Yu Weiyin looked over and raised his eyebrows slightly. The speaker was none other than Xu Yingke.
It was such a narrow encounter. Now, Xu Yingke glanced at Yu Weiyin intentionally or unintentionally, presumably to deliberately embarrass her.
"Acrostic? That's a good idea!"
Most of the people sitting there were children of merchants, and they were very fond of Xu Yingke and said one after another: "Let Miss Xu come up with the topic!"
These words hit Xu Yingke's heart. She pointed to the wine glass flowing down the river and smiled slightly, "Then use the hidden word 'I pour the cup myself, you can do whatever you want'. It does not hide the head or the tail, but
How about hiding it in the middle?"
"What a 'I'll pour the cup myself, you can do whatever you want'! Miss Xu is indeed a generous and generous person!"
After saying the words, the melodious wine tasting officially began. Yu Weiyin frowned, and when he heard the title, his eyes suddenly shrank.
In the last life, Xu Yingke also gave the question, but the question she asked was "Who in the world does not know you?" Is it possible that because she relived her life and changed her behavior, the people and things in this time and space will also have slight changes?
If this is the case, it means that she is likely to face a new dilemma, and she must concentrate 100% to deal with it.
While thinking in his mind, Xu Yingke had already held the wine glass and opened her red lips slightly: "This is how heaven and earth gave birth to me, and all the generals also came from the army. I sat drunk and poured Pengze wine, and added my ambition to the wine glass. At this time, I look forward to you.
If you don't come, you will be willing to use a lead knife to imitate a carving insect. But all the sighs will be lost, and the king and his ministers will only be favored by the Golden Gate."
She drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, her pride was gone, and she glanced at Yu Weiyin with her beautiful eyes: "Miss Yu, it's your turn."
Yu Weiyin stared at the wine cup flowing down the river, holding the thin porcelain cup with her slender fingers, her eyes as quiet as a clear spring, making it impossible to see any of her inner emotions.
Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Yu Chutian thought she couldn't answer, so he coughed lightly and was about to speak in the most beautiful voice.
"elder sister……"
However, before she could say a word, Yu Chutian waved her sleeves nonchalantly.
The movement was like driving away disgusting mosquitoes, but the sleeves made a graceful arc in mid-air, showing an elegant and contented manner.
Yu Chutian seemed to have been slapped invisibly, her cheeks felt hot, especially when she saw that everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Weiyin, and her sharp fingertips tightened.