That day, Zhao Shuning and Song Zhiyi talked all night on the third floor of the inn.
Song Zhiyi was probably drunk. At first, there was no sound on the third floor.
In the middle of the night, everyone was asleep.
Then he started to wail like a ghost.
Does one's true self show when drunk?
Shuang'er, who had been eavesdropping outside, was stunned.
What's going on?
Wasn't Lord Song supposed to be the kind of person who kept others at arm's length, abstained from alcohol, had no interest in women, and devoted himself whole - heartedly to solving the problems of the people in Haiyou City?
Song Zhiyi's outcry did it.
Everyone in the inn couldn't sleep anymore. They all woke up and stood in the lobby on the first floor, looking up at the third floor and listening to the commotion.
Zhao Shuning looked distressed at this moment.
She never expected, really never expected.
She had thought that after more than twenty years, Song Zhiyi's alcohol tolerance should have improved a lot. But who would have thought that compared to before, his tolerance was even lower. One cup was enough to knock him out.
He was in a different mood today and drank more. Zhao Shuning couldn't stop him.
The Carp Inn was the largest inn in Haiyou City, so there were quite a few guests from all over staying there.
Hearing the crying coming from inside, Shuang'er rushed into the room immediately.
The lights in the inn rooms lit up one by one.
When Shuang'er rushed into the room, this was the scene she saw.
Song Zhiyi was drunk, his eyes were blurred. He grabbed the corner of Zhao Shuning's clothes and lay on the table, crying heart - rendingly.
"Xiaoning'er, what's wrong with him?"
Zhao Shuning spread out her hands.
"The little brat is like this when he's drunk. I tried to stop him, but I couldn't."
Song Zhiyi saw a girl standing in front of him. She was pink and cute.
He stood up.
He said to Shuang'er, "What are you doing here?"
Shuang'er didn't know how to reply.
After a while.
Song Zhiyi turned to look at Zhao Shuning again. He was just about to call out Sister Ling, but at this moment, a feeling of nausea welled up in his heart.
He didn't have time to turn around.
Holding onto Shuang'er, he vomited.
Shuang'er was stunned.
Zhao Shuning quickly helped Song Zhiyi back and called Ye Xingchen and Xie An to help.
"Shuang'er, go back and wash up. Then get some rest."
Li Shuang'er walked out of the door.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Shuning followed her out.
Shuang'er was a bit dejected. Walking on the corridor, she said to Zhao Shuning, "Xiaoning'er, I'm really happy that you came. But what about Song Zhiyi?"
Let's talk downstairs.
Zhao Shuning took Shuang'er downstairs.
"Water is scarce in Haiyou City. I can't keep this dress. It's my favorite one."
She had put it on deliberately today because she knew Song Zhiyi was coming.
In Haiyou City, fresh water was the most precious resource. If she were to wash this dress, the cost would be high.
"It'll be okay. I'll take you somewhere."
A look of confusion appeared in Shuang'er's eyes. The next moment, Zhao Shuning grabbed her hand and took her to the dry well beside the ancestral hall.
"This ancestral hall is a forbidden area. We can't come here. Brother Song will be angry."
Zhao Shuning said, "He won't. This place is well - located. With the high walls around, it's the perfect place to build a water pool."
"Ah?"
Zhao Shuning stretched out her hands. Flames sprang up on them, taking the shape of a lotus flower.
"Go!"
The flames flew towards the built ancestral hall.
"No, Xiaoning'er, don't!"
But by then, the flames had spread quickly and in a short time, reduced the ancestral hall to ashes.
Shuang'er was in a daze and sat down on the ground.
"It's over, Xiaoning'er. Do you know how important this ancestral hall is to Brother Song?"
"This ancestral hall isn't worth much. The real hope of Haiyou City lies underground."
Zhao Shuning lifted her hand gently.
The ashes were all collected into a bag in Zhao Shuning's hand.
"Xiaoning'er, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Shuang'er, come up with me."
Zhao Shuning flew into the air, but Shuang'er didn't have enough spiritual power and could only barely stand on the wall.
"Kǎn Water Break!"
As the move was executed, the power rushed towards the dry well and then split into thousands of small forces, drilling straight into the ground.
"Xiaoning'er, what on earth do you want to do? This is a dry well. Many predecessors in Haiyou City have dug here before. The tunnel was dug very deep, and there was no water at all."
"That's not necessarily true."
Zhao Shuning moved the spiritual power in her hand.
She said calmly, "It's broken."
Then the next moment, a water column shot up into the sky from the dry well. The yard was very clean because it was often swept and paved with rocks.
The moment the water gushed out of the dry well.
Shuang'er stood there stunned.
A water droplet splashed on her. She sniffed it.
For a moment, she was so happy that she almost jumped up.
"Xiaoning'er, it's fresh water! It's fresh water!"
Zhao Shuning flew down from the sky with a smile and took Shuang'er out of the Zhou Pass.
Outside the Zhou Pass, there was a sunken ground, which was now filled with clear water.
"Go and wash up."
"Isn't this a waste?"
Zhao Shuning said, "There are abundant water resources underground in Haiyou City. You don't have to be as frugal as before. Washing a dress with this water isn't a waste. And this is outside the Zhou Pass, so it won't contaminate the fresh water in the ancestral hall."
Shuang'er nodded.
She quickly squatted down and started washing her clothes. She scooped up a handful of clear water and felt the coolness. It was extremely refreshing.
Zhao Shuning looked at Shuang'er and then at the pool filled with fresh water.
"Fortunately, the little brat built this ancestral hall big enough and protected it well. Otherwise, it would have been really difficult to deal with this fresh water for a while."
Because of the sudden large amount of fresh water resources.
Shuang'er was dancing with joy, throwing all her previous gloomy feelings to the back of her mind.
This little girl Shuang'er was like this. She said what was on her mind and never held back. All her emotions were written on her face.
Fortunately, it was late at night.
There were almost no people on the streets of Haiyou City.
After they talked for a while, they returned to the inn.
What Zhao Shuning didn't expect was that the farce in the inn still hadn't ended.
As soon as she entered the door, Zhao Shuning could hear the voices coming from the third floor.
"Chu Wen, Dongfang, why are you here too? Hahaha—Come on, let's toast Sister Ling together!"
"Why aren't you drinking? Chu Wen, you're not a real brother! We've all said that Sister Ling is our family. Why aren't you all drinking?"
"Sister Ling, I want to eat pear pastries. Will you make them for me, okay?"
"Also, I hate sesame the most. Will you pick it out for me, okay?"
Next, Xie An's disgusted voice came out.
"Ugh! Stay away from me!"
"Xingchen, don't come over. Otherwise, he'll dirty your clothes."
Shuang'er lowered her eyes. Those who were in the first flush of love were so easily smitten.
"Shuang'er, I remember when you went to Yanqing City two years ago, you seemed quite smitten with my master - uncle, Feng Zhan. Why did you change your heart so quickly after you came back?"
"That man is so good - looking, and there are countless women around him. He looks like a playboy. It's okay to look at him, but you can't be with him."
I wonder what Master - uncle Feng Zhan would think if he knew a girl thought of him like this?