I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1804 - 1805: If You’re a Man, Drink With Me

As the chief guard, you at least understand the basics, though you know that taking Zhen Jiang into your room has already greatly exceeded the norms of this era. [You don’t even know what happened to you today, to end up doing something so absurd. But since Zhen Jiang is already here, and idle time is just idle anyway, you grab a jar of wine brought by Zhang Shui yesterday from the table and pour two bowls.

Zhen Jiang used to immerse herself in alcohol daily, using it to numb herself. Recently at home, she couldn’t touch alcohol, and as soon as you pour out the wine, she already leans over without a word, snatching the jar from your hands and gulping it down.

The fierce zeal with which she drinks earns your respect.

But her enticing cherry lips can only open so much, and much of the wine spills out, trickling down her smooth pointed chin, along her slender jade neck, staining her clothes, and soon Zhen Jiang’s chest becomes damp.

In the dim light of the oil lamp, you see two towering hills with a deep and smooth ravine between them. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"What are you standing there for, if you’re a man, drink with me! Drink!" With a large gulp, she speaks with vigor and places the wine jar in front of you.

Without hesitation, you grab the jar and, like Zhen Jiang, tilt it to your mouth, gulping down the wine.

"You handle your liquor well, let’s compete!" Zhen Jiang moves to the table on the side, opens another jar, and the two of you start drinking heartily together.

At first, you both are relatively aware, but as more alcohol is consumed, you transition from drinking alone to pouring drinks for each other. Interaction naturally leads to physical contact, and in the back and forth, Zhen Jiang accidentally spills wine all over you.

At this point, you are also in a daze, with the world spinning, and the two of you collapse to the ground together.

"Huh, the wine... the wine spilled," you mutter, eyes squinting, tongue tied, barely speaking coherently.

"Good wine shouldn’t be wasted, I’ll drink... drink it back." With that, Zhen Jiang extends her head, pressing those rosy lips to the jar, but slips. This triggers a volcanic eruption within you, flipping Zhen Jiang over and sealing her lips fiercely.

In that moment, both forget their identities, resembling two fish deprived of water, entangling and rolling with each other.

In that wine-fragrant room, sounds of gentle gasps intertwined with waves of mournful cries are soon heard; endless emotions untold, indescribable love intertwined.

As night turns colder, lying on the floor, you shiver and rub your aching head, opening your heavy eyelids, suddenly shocked by the scene before you.

You are lying on the floor of your own room, where Han Dynasty men have a habit of taking off their shoes. The floor is clean but never as warm as the bed. More astonishingly, a fragrant, delicate body is curled up in your arms, possibly snuggling against you for warmth like a baby. But she’s clearly not a child; that alluring body, a temptation for countless men, lies sprawled before you.

"Ha—"

You let out a long sigh, then chuckle helplessly. You laugh softly, while also extending a hand to embrace Zhen Jiang into your arms. You feel more sympathy and pity for Zhen Jiang; if in modern times, a woman as exceptional as her would surely be adored by many, and the so-called ’husband killer’ rumor would merely stem from some coincidences.

To prevent Zhen Jiang from catching a cold, you gently lift her, laying her on the bed and covering her carefully with a blanket.

As you turn to find clothes, you notice bloodstains scattered on the ground. You look back at the sleeping Zhen Jiang, a broader smile spreading across your face, feeling warmer within.

The next day, Zhen Jiang awakens feeling sore all over, with her hands unable to stretch out. As she attempts to sit up, a tearing pain surges from below. This unprecedented pain leaves her momentarily lost, feeling like she has fallen into an icy pit, her entire body cold.

"Li Muyun, Li Muyun!"

Images of your face repeatedly flash in Zhen Jiang’s mind, and she realizes a carved wooden figure and a piece of silk are placed beside her bed. With trembling hands, she picks up the silk, which has several large characters written on it: "You are mine, forever!"

She also notices the palm-sized wooden figure, finely carved. Upon closer inspection, it surprisingly resembles her. Zhen Jiang cradles the wooden figure in her hands, overwhelmed with joy and happiness.

As Zhen Jiang struggles to sit up, she realizes she is wearing different clothes, with her previous clothes changed and her body clean, void of stickiness, indicating someone had cleaned her beforehand. This was all your doing, and considering its implications, Zhen Jiang’s already stunning face becomes indescribably enchanting and alluring.

Holding the wooden figure you carved, her thoughts soared to the heavens...

For you, with this beautiful incident involving Zhen Jiang, you have become completely intertwined with the Zhen family. Even if just for Zhen Jiang, you must eradicate the enemies relentlessly. Thus, you change your original strategy that very evening, calling Zhang Shui who was preparing to head out early in the morning to abandon the plan you mentioned the night before. Because of Zhen Jiang, your concern for the Zhen Mansion deepens. After washing away Zhen Jiang’s fatigue last night, you couldn’t sleep upon returning to your room. You thought long and hard, overthrowing previous assumptions.

It suddenly occurs to you that Cao Cao’s extensive efforts to infiltrate Bohai County likely have motives beyond engaging with the merchants here. The world’s situation differs from the Three Kingdoms you know. This world had no Yellow Turban Rebellion, and there was no Zhang Jiao. Currently, Cao Cao occupies Qing Zhou, Yuan Shao governs Yan Province, while Jizhou is split among Han Fu and others, and Liu Bei, unknown, may still be selling straw shoes. What concerns you most is Dong Zhuo, still the local tyrant of Xiliang, with the current emperor being Emperor Ling, who seems to have lived a few years longer than in history.

The state of the world is not entirely the same as the Three Kingdoms you knew before, influencing your judgment in certain ways.