Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

"Look at you, so pathetic. You haven't even married Fu Qing yet, and you're already worried about her money, huh?"

Jing Yuan stared speechlessly at his cheap brother and threw a peanut at him.

"General, you've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense!"

Fu Xuan glared at the silver-gray-haired man opposite him, then nudged the guy sitting next to him who was getting closer and closer with his elbow.

"hey-hey…"

Yu Chen just looked at her and chuckled a few times, then called over the familiar shop assistant to bring some more wine.

"Excuse me, could you please bring two more jars..."

"Only one jar left, that's all!"

Fu Xuan grabbed his waving hand and pressed it back down, glaring at him fiercely.

"You've drunk so much! Are you even going home? I'm not going to hold you back any longer!"

"Ouch..." Yu Chen wanted to beg her to give him a little more, but when he looked at her pink eyes that were now filled with anger, he unconsciously stopped talking.

"Okay, I'll only drink one cup from this jar... Will that make you happier?"

He smiled gently, his eyebrows arched, and as he held her warm little hand, he looked into her eyes and asked.

Fu Xuan wrinkled her little nose and looked at him wistfully, "I'll be happiest if you can quit drinking!"

Yu Chen frowned slightly, looking quite conflicted. He lowered his head and made muffled noises as if he was thinking about something.

Then she suddenly raised her eyes, looking at Fu Xuan with a pained expression, and said, "This kind of thing, I can slowly, slowly, drink less, but to completely quit or anything like that..."

Could you make a slight exception, like limiting it to one drink a day, or a certain amount per week...?

"Of course, if you really hate it, little Fu Xuan, I'll definitely try my best not to drink it!"

Fu Xuan looked at him; his flushed face was already wrinkled, and he looked dizzy. Although he was very conflicted, his eyes were unusually firm at this moment. His words just now did not seem to be just said in the heat of the moment.

Fu Xuan glanced at him, "Really?"

"A true man promises a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Wow~ That's amazing!"

Jingyuan clapped along to show his respect.

Fu Xuan gazed at Yu Chen silently, his gaze unwavering, and they stared at each other in a daze.

A promise is a promise, and if she really wants to quit, she will never go back on her word!

After staring at him for a long time, Fu Xuan could not see the slightest wavering in his eyes.

"It's not that I have to completely abstain from alcohol, but I hope there can be less of this kind of drinking today, okay?"

Her tone softened, and a warm feeling welled up inside me. It's always touching to see someone so determined to give up something so addictive.

"it is good!"

Yu Chen let out a loud, powerful roar. Then his whole body stiffened for a moment, swayed, and became dazed.

"...So loud and boisterous!"

Fu Xuan glanced at him helplessly, then looked sideways at Jing Yuan, who was sitting opposite him watching the show.

"General, I can't control what you do, and inviting him out for drinks is perfectly acceptable, but..."

I hope that he can at least drink less, and not get so drunk every time!

His health was already poor; if he continues like this, what if something goes wrong?

"I understand..." Jing Yuan sighed, tilted his head back, and poured the last of the liquid in the cup into his mouth.

trouble…

They drink so much precisely so that they won't cause any trouble!

Constantly bound by those ubiquitous memories, I've lived for so long, and everywhere I look, there are memories, there are longings…

Whether it was the warmth or the pain of the past, all that remains is the heavy pressure of time.

Moreover... Over thousands of years, which Immortal Ship person wouldn't have some unforgettable people, unforgettable events, and endless memories and regrets?

Letting go, that's easy to say...

But when it came to actually doing it, even he, as the general of the immortal ship, was utterly powerless…

His gaze was somewhat unfocused, and a white-haired figure flickered in his pupils like a candle flame.

"Ugh…"

Jing Yuan sighed slowly, twitched his lips, and gave a half-smile that was hard to decipher.

Therefore, only by getting yourself completely drunk and numbing your brain can you make your emotions less intense...

Every time I get thoroughly drunk, it's a relaxation for my soul...

only…

Jing Yuan suddenly turned her head and looked at the guy who was clinging to Fu Xuan's arm and trying to rub against her, and she grinned and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha~ That's great, that's great!"

The whole purpose of planning so many things to bring them together was precisely for this; it would be wonderful if Yu Chen could find the real 'cure' to heal his heart!

After all these years, he's the only one who's stayed by my side from beginning to end...

What's wrong with you?

Yu Chen glanced at him sideways.

Jing Yuan suddenly stood up, looking down at the guy who only wanted to get close to Fu Xuan, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"How dare you, a dignified Sword Saint, behave like this?"

"what?"

Yu Chen looked completely bewildered at the righteous-looking guy, thinking that he must have become a fool for being a general.

Chapter 59 Between a Drink (2)

"Do you want to fight?"

The Sword Saint, emboldened by the alcohol, showed no resentment towards him and immediately stood up. Though his eyes were unfocused, they held a sharp glint within them.

Jing Yuan curled his lip and said, "Who wants to fight with you? I just want to say, at least have one last good drink with me today!"

Yu Chen felt somewhat confused again, "It's not like I'm quitting after drinking today, so how can you say it's the last time?"

"You've been lonely for a thousand years, and now you finally have someone to care about! Ha~"

"But it turns out even a Sword Saint like you is henpecked. If I want to see you again, I'll probably have to report to Fu Qing first, right?"

Jing Yuan hummed and staggered over to him, hooked his arm around his shoulder, and then plopped him down on his bottom.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who has... that thing!"

after…"

Yu Chen stubbornly raised his head, about to spout some nonsense, but his head unconsciously glanced at Fu Xuan.

His expression suddenly softened again.

"Uh, I don't think I need to report this, right? Of course, if anything happens, I'll tell you..."

He approached Fu Xuan in a soft voice and blinked his eyes as he spoke.

Fu Xuan's earlobes were somewhat bright red. She pushed away the guy's face, which reeked of alcohol.

Why ask that? What do you mean by asking her that?

So you've implicitly agreed with what Jingyuan said, right? She hasn't even...

They haven't agreed yet!

"Go away, go drink your wine, and leave me alone!"

When the last jar was brought up, Fu Xuan pushed away the stubborn fellow and quietly sat a little further away from them.

"Come on, keep drinking! Fu Qing, you can hug and kiss me anytime, why rush this moment!"

Brother, I can't be with you every day and night. Who knows when I might be gone? Shouldn't we take this opportunity to have a good chat?

Jingyuan pulled him into his arms, while Yuchen struggled frantically and shouted, "You're drunk and starting to talk nonsense, aren't you? Stop spouting such unlucky things, I'll shut your mouth!"

And don't touch my chest!

"Hahahaha! It was just an accident, what does it matter since we're all men? Drink up! Drink up!"

"I can finally stop worrying about you!"

"When have I ever needed your worry...?"

Hey, hey, hey, you've shoved the cup right in my face! Think carefully before you pour it!!!

"Hahahahaha!"

The room echoed with cheerful laughter—a mix of hearty joy, relaxation, relief, and wistful melancholy…