Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 898 - 873: Beloved Wife and Young Son

The two arrived at the Luoying Inn, and the shopkeeper personally came to serve them with a jar of Daughter’s Red wine. The shopkeeper, with his round features, acted as if parting with this jar of wine cost him his life. Fang Chuning looked at the obviously freshly dug-up Daughter’s Red and couldn’t believe it, "Why? You can sell it to him, why not to me?"

The shopkeeper’s face turned ashen, for the imperial edict cannot be defied, who dares disobey it?

"Do you want it or not, take it away if not!" The shopkeeper’s temper was as big as his skills; he disliked those who use power to oppress, but this person was indeed someone he couldn’t afford to offend.

"I want it!"

Fang Chuning guarded the Daughter’s Red like a once-in-a-lifetime treasure, those who loved wine would drool over this jar, "Bring me your best appetizers to go with the wine, make it a feast."

Xie Jue invited him for a drink, he invited Xie Jue for a meal.

The shopkeeper snorted, "Hope you understand wine, don’t ruin my jar of Daughter’s Red."

After the shopkeeper left, Fang Chuning curiously asked, "This shopkeeper has connections in the court, even the State Mansion has to give him face, no one in the city would dare order him to hand over the Daughter’s Red, how did you manage it?"

"I also have connections in the court."

"Who? He’s a member of a powerful clan, a branch of the Su Family, who do you have in the court to suppress him?"

This shopkeeper, with the surname Su, though he ran an inn, was the second in command at the Su Family’s Trading House. The family’s influence was solid in Jiangnan, and generally, no one dared to offend them, the State Mansion indeed gave them some face.

Xie Jue said lightly, "Drink your wine."

"Alright then, a free jar of wine, by the way, can I ask for another one?" Fang Chuning thought he might as well ask, for some reason, he always felt this beauty in front of him was fierce, yet soft-hearted enough to grant any request. People, they like to push their luck, especially when they think the other can be easily swayed, because they know he won’t refuse."

"You’re too greedy." Xie Jue said, "One jar of Daughter’s Red should be enough."

"Yes, alright, I’m content." Fang Chuning joyfully poured a bowl and drank it all in one go, utterly satisfied, the taste was indeed the same as he had tasted before, tempting as ever, and the shopkeeper had genuinely given him a jar of authentic Daughter’s Red. Who on earth was Xie Tingfeng, Fang Chuning thought as he sipped, the shopkeeper seemed unwilling yet dared not offend him.

"Are you from Jiangnan?" Fang Chuning curiously asked.

"Capital City."

"Then what brings you to Jiangnan? I know, to find Fang Chuning, are you an old acquaintance of his?"

Xie Jue pondered, "Yes, we’re soulmates."

"Didn’t he die?" Fang Chuning raised an eyebrow, "It was because he died that Prince Yan went on a rampage, slaughtering everyone in the Priest Court as a sacrifice."

Xie Jue didn’t want to hear the word death, "He’s not dead."

"No wonder you’re so crazy." Fang Chuning thought to himself, the affair known across the world, yet he refuses to acknowledge it, indeed soulmates, unwilling to believe he is dead, so he searches for the shadow of his friend, even mistaking others for him. Wait, Fang Chuning was a broken sleeve, but this beauty seemed so madly in love, Fang Chuning imagined the beauty with Xie Jue, such a dramatic story, he suddenly felt a bit sorry for this beauty, turns out it’s unrequited love, what kind of demon is this Fang Chuning that made Prince Yan go mad and the beauty in front of him go crazy, terrifying, truly terrifying!

He wasn’t interested in gossip, nor in the heart-wrenching love affair of the three, the wine before him matched his taste more, seeing Xie Jue relaxed as he drank, this was his most relaxed moment after the incident.

In Jiangnan, during days with light breezes, warm spring blooms, his lover returned to his side, they drank and chatted as they did in their youth, laughed extravagantly, he was content. Even though Fang Chuning lost his memory, Xie Jue asked for nothing more. Since he didn’t want to bear such heavy memories, didn’t want to be criticized, then forgetting was good, he wouldn’t press him.

"Beautiful one, aren’t you drinking?" Fang Chuning asked, it was a bit embarrassing to drink such precious Daughter’s Red all by himself.

"I don’t fancy wine," Xie Jue said plainly, "Fine wine deserves someone who understands it, not me. I would only spoil it and cannot appreciate its richness."

In short, he’s not worthy!

"Tsk, are you a lightweight with one drink?" Fang Chuning poured him a bowl, deliberately pushing it over, "This Daughter’s Red brewed by the shopkeeper of Luoying Inn is different from others’, you should give it a try."

"No need, you enjoy it, it’s not even enough to wet your appetite."

"You really know me well." Fang Chuning boasted, then snapped back to his senses, "Wait, how do you know me so well?"

"Most men love beauty, and wine; since you met me, you’ve been calling me ’beauty,’ with a wine gourd hanging at your waist, it’s easy to tell." Fang Chuning was quite amusing too, when the jar of Daughter’s Red arrived, he immediately topped off his own wine gourd, savoring delicious delicacies slowly, not guzzling them all at once.

"I love wine, not beauty, don’t slander me," Fang Chuning couldn’t help but defend himself.

"Hmm, you might not love beauty, but the beauties around you are all radiant and enchanting, and around you, calling you ’Young Master’ one after another, whether it’s gathering lotuses to send flowers, or playing flutes to convey affection, red sleeves adding fragrance, you certainly enjoy it."

Fang Chuning, "..."

Just how long had he been watching from the shore?

"That’s me..." Fang Chuning wanted to explain but was at a loss for words, it indeed was like that, with beauties around him, unmatched in talent and appearance, he didn’t know why so many beauties served him at Lu Liu Villa, since he woke up from severe injuries, they’ve always been there, claiming they’ve always been serving him, as his maids, "Who wouldn’t like beauty, pleasing to the eye."

"Hmm." Xie Jue reacted coolly, "Any favorite?"

"I like them all!" Fang Chuning intentionally went against him, "Beauty, why so curious?"

"Just asking casually."

Fang Chuning thought to himself, this person is so obsessed, perhaps his beloved died, and he’s looking for a substitute. Given his level of madness, he might really do such a shameless thing.

"These beauties each have their own merit, understanding and sensible, if I marry in future, I’d want a wife like that." Fang Chuning mused, his hints clear enough, right?

Xie Jue suddenly tightened his grip on the bowl, nearly shattering it, as if the bowl of wine in his hand weighs a thousand jin. During the time without him, had Fang Chuning already mapped out and yearned for his future?

He asked softly, "Do you... want to marry?"

"Of course, why wouldn’t I?"

"Why do you want to?"

Fang Chuning propped his head, in fact, marriage and family were a blank slate in his mind, just like his memories, he knew he had forgotten many important things, but he didn’t want to be treated as a substitute by this crazy man.

"A loving wife and young children, isn’t that the future every man desires?"