Yang Lingrui naturally did not miss the change in his expression.
So Yang Lingrui simply said nothing more. With a pat at his waist, he summoned two wine gourds and handed one to He Shenglai.
"This..."
He Shenglai accepted it reflexively. Once he realized it contained wine, he looked at Yang Lingrui in surprise. "Lingrui, didn't you never drink in the past?"
"Yes, I didn't drink in the past."
Yang Lingrui looked at the wine gourd in his hand and continued, "But later, I met Senior Sister. She likes the stuff, and she felt drinking alone was no fun, so she always dragged me along with her."
"Over time, I gradually came to appreciate its wonders as well."
The relationship between Yang Lingrui and Yun Xiwu was already public knowledge. Thus, after He Shenglai and the others arrived in the southwest, they quickly learned of it from the local cultivators.
At first, he had naturally been greatly shocked, for he knew better than anyone what Yang Lingrui had once been like when it came to romance between men and women.
But after later learning the full story of how the two had met, come to know one another, and remained together, he was able to understand the change that had occurred in Yang Lingrui.
The two then sat facing each other in the room.
He Shenglai picked up the wine gourd and took a small sip. He immediately discovered how extraordinary the wine was, then took three great gulps, washing away more than half the gloom in his heart.
"Fine wine!"
He praised it loudly. His face was slightly flushed, and a long-absent gleam had returned to his eyes.
"Brother He knows his wine. This is a fine spiritual wine I brought back from the Central Region. Not only is