These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Let me tell you... I'm not bragging..."

"When a man says 'I'm not bragging,' he's about to start bragging."

Qin Shuangshuang whispered in Luo Beihuang's ear.

"Let me tell you, I have a buddy!"

“When a man says he has a buddy, it usually means that the person doesn’t exist. It’s just hearsay or something he made up, and it has nothing to do with him.”

"We two brothers are such good friends! We've known each other since we came up the mountain..."

"When a man says that such a good relationship is going to start reminiscing about the past and present, the relationship is actually not that good. He might not even greet you when you meet again in a few days."

"You know so much."

Luo Beihuang said softly, her face slightly flushed.

Qin Shuangshuang sneered.

"There are quite a few disciples in the sect who like to drink, and when they get drunk, they're all the same."

"Is that so? But Wei Tu seems perfectly normal..."

Luo Beihuang's eyes sparkled as she watched the young man sit there drinking heartily, one drink after another, saying little and only maintaining a smiling face.

Dressed in red, he... looked somewhat alluring, but he was truly handsome, more so than many women.

Qin Shuangshuang, however, dismissed it with disdain.

"I suspect he was taking advantage of his high level of spiritual cultivation to secretly relieve himself while drinking."

"Really?"

As they were talking, Wei Tu had already brought his wine glass to the women at the table.

His expression seemed normal as he smiled at the group.

"Since you are all women, please drink less. I'll finish mine first, and you can drink as you please."

He then tilted his head back and drank the wine down.

Qin Shuangshuang got angry as soon as she heard this.

"Who do you think you are! Why should I drink less!"

"So, you want to have a drink with me?"

"no?"

"Sure, but the last person who told me that..."

Wei Tu turned his head to the side, and the group saw Li Hanyang lying on a stool next to a table, practically sleeping while hugging the stool.

Her face was flushed, and she had her eyes closed, seemingly lost in a dream. She was in a state of pure blissful oblivion.

Qin Shuangshuang's eyes glazed over for a moment, then she blushed and looked at Wei Tu.

"He is him, and I am me. Have you ever heard that when women really start drinking, they can drink much more than men?"

"Really?"

"The premise is that you can't secretly use your cultivation level to sober up."

"Don't worry, I'll just drink. I don't need to resort to such methods."

"Come on! I'll drink with you!"

Less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Qin Shuangshuang hugged Luo Beihuang's leg and knelt down at her feet.

His face was flushed, and he was speaking incoherently.

"Drink...what...what..."

Luo Beihuang looked at Wei Tu, "What's wrong with her?"

The boy, whose expression was perfectly normal, smiled and said, "It's simple, he's just a noob."

Just as Wei Tu was about to take down the remaining few people.

Qiao Zhiheng finally couldn't take it anymore and said, suppressing his nausea.

"You should go to the bridal chamber already. We're begging you, please stop... I really can't drink anymore."

Actually, it was these men who drank the most.

The women all took only a few sips, but Bai Youwei and Ran Xinxue seemed to have drunk a few more. However, they both knew that they were not the main characters of the night, so they didn't think about adding any more to the show.

So, almost at Qiao Zhiheng's insistence, Wei Tu turned around and prepared to enter the bridal chamber.

He kept muttering, "I haven't had enough to drink yet..."

Gong Ziqi held his head and said, "Once he's had enough to drink... we'll all be drunk to death."

As Wei Tu entered the hall, before stepping through the side door, he lightly brushed his hand across his clothes, instantly eliminating the smell of alcohol.

He knew that men might find the smell of alcohol alluring, but a girl like Su Mi would only find it sour and foul.

Upon reaching the door, Wei Tu shook his head with a wry smile. Why did it seem like he was the one who was nervous?

The banquet outside was actually about to end, and it was already entering its final stages, while he was standing at the door.

She has only just begun her real 'wedding banquet'.

Wei Tu thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and instead of pushing the door open, knocked on it.

A response came quickly from inside.

"Who?"

"I."

"Have you...done your drink?"

"Um... I'm done drinking. May I come in?"

He seemed unusually polite, yet there was a sense of unfamiliarity about him.

"Of course... that's fine."

The girl's trembling voice revealed her nervousness.

It's definitely nerve-wracking; who wouldn't be nervous in something like this...?

Wei Tu finally pushed open the door and entered. The room was decorated with festive colors, red candles, and red curtains.

Wei Tu also saw her; the girl who would accompany him for the rest of his life was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Her hands were clasped together on her thighs, intertwined delicately, as if she didn't know what to lean on.

The red veil was still on her head.

She sat there, and in the light, only a sliver of her chin was visible, but it was already captivating enough. Or rather, in the boy's eyes, she had always been this captivating, and he would never tire of looking at her, not even for two lifetimes.

She didn't speak, just sat there, exuding a charmingly shy and reserved air.

It was as if the two had never been related before, and were just meeting for the first time.

Wei Tu, however, felt relieved.

He first sat down in the chair facing the girl and asked softly.

Have you eaten anything?

Su Mi nodded, "I ate a little bit... I had it as a snack beforehand."

Saying those words seemed a little embarrassing, and her cheeks flushed.

Wei Tu nodded, "That's good... I was worried you were hungry, so I stole two eggs for you."

As she spoke, Wei Tu placed the eggs in her hand on the table.

"Pfft... What are you doing?"

Su Mi couldn't help but laugh, her veil and her body trembling together.

Wei Tu also laughed foolishly.

He wanted to reach out and lift her veil, but the girl patted the back of his hand.

"Let's drink first..."

Wei Tu was taken aback. "Oh, right, how could I forget that?"

After saying that, he picked up the two small cups that had been prepared on the table for a long time, handed one to Su Mi, and kept the other for himself.

When their arms were linked, Wei Tu saw her red and tender lips.

Does the nuptial cup really carry much meaning? Not necessarily, but at least the feelings right now are genuine.

Perhaps this is true for most married people. Regardless of the outcome, the desire to spend their lives with the person they are drinking the nuptial wine with is incredibly sincere.

When this glass of wine is finished.

Wei Tu was finally able to lift the red veil from the other woman's face.

A familiar face appeared before me.

She is still so beautiful, still so elegant, still so captivating, and I would willingly dedicate my life to protecting her.

"Why are you looking at me like that..."

Su Mi said softly, her cheeks involuntarily flushing.

Wei Tu grinned foolishly, "It's so good, I've been watching it non-stop."

Su Mi rolled her eyes at Wei Tu, annoyed.

"Are you planning to just stare at me like this tonight?"

"Ah... of course not, I almost forgot, I still have important business to attend to."

As Wei Tu said this, he stood up.

Su Mi was startled, "What...what are you doing..."

Wei Tu looked at the beautiful girl, who was now like a lamb to the slaughter, with a smile.