novelhk Chapter 335 Deja Vu
Chapter 335 Deja Vu
"Is this true?"
"Pearls are not even so real!"
Yi Shuirou let out a sweet laugh like a silver bell, and suddenly stretched out her hand in front of Duan Tianyang, and whispered: "Can you lend it to me for another look?"
There was a hint of confusion in her words, making it hard to tell whether she was tipsy or pretending to be confused, and her words were very jumpy.
Duan Tianyang asked patiently: "What does the princess want to borrow?"
"The Ring of All Things." Yi Shuirou responded with a smile, speaking at a slow pace.
Duan Tianyang blinked when he heard this, but remained sitting firmly in the chair without moving.
Seeing this, Yi Shuirou leaned forward slightly, as if expecting an answer: "Why, are you unwilling to lend it to me, or are you worried about me?"
Feeling the softness of Yi Shuirou's chest touching his arm, Duan Tianyang unconsciously moved to the side, then pulled up his sleeves, took off the Wanxiang Ring on his wrist, and handed it to her: "Here you go."
Yi Shuirou took the Universal Ring and played with it flexibly in her hand. She saw it transform into various shapes in her palm, which made her laugh with joy from time to time.
After playing for a while, Yi Shuirou transformed the Wanxiang Ring into a Lady Sword, spun it lightly in her palm, and asked, "Master Duan, I have a question to ask you."
"what is the problem?"
"If Yi Fan intends to usurp the throne, what will Lord Duan choose? Will he support the princess or Yi Fan?" She said as she carefully wiped the sword with her handkerchief, her tone seemingly relaxed.
Duan Tianyang stared at Yi Shuirou and the sword in her hand, thinking that if he dared to say the word "Yi", this sword would probably pierce his heart.
He calmed himself and answered solemnly: "I will support the princess."
"Is this true?"
"It's true."
"How can I trust you?"
Duan Tianyang pointed at the Lady Sword and smiled, "Isn't this sincere enough? Weapons are like life to martial artists. I'm handing it over to you, and I'm also handing over my life to you."
Upon hearing this, Yi Shuirou smiled even more, and the sword instantly turned back into a bracelet and naturally fit around her wrist.
She raised her glass and said with a smile, "Master Duan, the princess treated you like that before, don't you resent her?"
Duan Tianyang did not answer her question. Instead, he smiled bitterly, clinked his glasses with hers, and drank it all in one gulp.
Although he can drink a lot, he still pales in comparison to Yi Shuirou.
The two men raised their glasses frequently, and in the blink of an eye, the two jugs of wine were empty.
Although Duan Tianyang could control the water element to expel alcohol and drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he did not use this technique at this moment because he felt it was unnecessary.
He was slightly tipsy, and his eyes were a little blurry; Yi Shuirou's cheeks were also flushed, but her eyes were becoming clearer.
She wanted to take the third pot of wine and pour it for Duan Tianyang, but he waved his hand and declined: "Princess, I can't drink anymore."
After saying this, he looked out the window and saw that it was already dark.
He stood up and said goodbye, "It's getting late. I should go now."
Just as he was about to say goodbye, Yi Shuirou's gentle but deep voice slowly rang out: "Could it be that Lord Duan is so resistant to drinking with me?"
"That's not what I meant, it's just..."
Before he finished speaking, she gestured to the seat next to him with her eyes and said, "Since that's not your intention, then there's no need to say more. Sit down and continue drinking with me."
Duan Tianyang had no choice but to sit back in his original seat obediently.
Yi Shuirou elegantly held the pot and poured wine. At the same time, she changed the subject and asked, "Master Duan, do you have any grand plans in the near future?"
Duan Tianyang suppressed his impatience and responded, "There are many new recruits in the army. The first priority is to train the new recruits and then find an opportunity to capture Shengluo City."
Hearing this, Yi Shuirou nodded and smiled, with some deep meaning hidden in her words: "If Lord Duan really has this intention, it would be great."
After that, she raised her glass again and invited him: "Master Duan, cheers!"
Damn, this is trying to get me drunk...
The trick that Qiu Tieyi had just used on Gu Jianhong to force him to drink has now happened to him.
He was not afraid of getting drunk in front of Yi Shuirou, but her motives behind it really puzzled him.
Duan Tianyang and Yi Shuirou were drinking and talking together. Every word and sentence in Yi Shuirou's speech seemed to be thrown out casually, but in fact, it contained mysteries and was purposeful.
He could no longer remember how many bottles of wine he had drunk. His vision was blurred and Yi Shuirou's figure was swaying in front of him, making it difficult to focus.
Normally, Duan Tianyang is not a heavy drinker, and he can skillfully control alcohol and keep his mind clear to deal with any emergency.
However, facing Yi Shuirou, he let down his guard, believing that she would not dare to act rashly.
Because once she takes action, it will trigger a violent conflict between the Hongxing Army and the imperial court, making the already shaky imperial court even worse. She will never take the risk.
He dared to go to the appointment alone, and generously lent the precious Wanxiang Ring to Yi Shuirou. He was confident in his mind.
Afterwards, Yi Shuirou urged him to drink again and again. Seeing that he was already drunk and swaying in the chair, she changed the subject and whispered, "Is the person who is visiting this time Yi Fan's confidant?"
Duan Tianyang looked at Yi Shuirou with drunken eyes and said with a smile: "Since you know everything, why bother asking?"
Yi Shuirou slowly approached him, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness: "What exactly is Yi Fan's intention in sending people to Xiguan?"
The night has fallen, and the flickering candlelight in the house adds a touch of softness and mystery to Yi Shuirou's appearance. The beauty of her face, like a fairy under the moon, is heart-stirring.
Duan Tianyang smiled drunkenly as he looked at her gentle appearance. He felt that she was less sharp and had more tenderness and charm of a woman.
He shook his head and smiled: "I can't tell you that."
"You don't dare to say it?" Yi Shuirou asked.
"Provocation," Duan Tianyang smiled and said, "My princess, you are using provocation, right? Unfortunately, I am familiar with the art of war, and this trick doesn't work on me..."
Yi Shuirou was secretly annoyed. Even when Duan Tianyang was drunk, he still maintained his rationality and calmness. It was really annoying.
She paused for a moment, changed the subject, and said, "Duan Tianyang, do you think I'm pretty?"
Duan Tianyang was stunned. Why do women like to ask this question?
His gaze stayed on Yi Shuirou who was right in front of him, as if time had frozen at this moment.
After a long while, he chuckled and responded, "Beautiful, of course the princess is beautiful."
"Do you like me?" Yi Shuirou whispered in his ear.
There was a hint of teasing in her words, and her body was pressed against his arms...
The warm breath lingered in Duan Tianyang's ears, as if it had magical power, making his blood boil...
Some parts of the body and some dirty hands also began to stir...
Her question gave Duan Tianyang a sense of déjà vu. After all, he still had his sanity. He coughed lightly to cover up the unnatural throbbing and replied, "I dare not... I dare not..."
"Is it that you don't dare to like it, or that your heart is unmoved?" Yi Shuirou's questioning was as continuous as drizzling rain, pressing step by step, making the atmosphere more subtle and tense.