Han Huohuo hid in the shadows, witnessing Han Caicai leading Mu Qingge away. His heart filled with rage, ’Han Caicai, you really want to compete with me in everything! I don’t care about this Young Master’s identity, but now you’re competing with me for beauty?’
He waited until their figures disappeared before reluctantly descending the mountain, but the wicked fire that had been sparked in his heart could not be suppressed.
Han Caicai led Mu Qingge through the yard, arriving at a spot beside a boulder, where a sturdy door was hidden among the rocks.
At this moment, the door was already open, and two maidservants carrying empty trays were coming out from inside.
Upon seeing Han Caicai, they bent their knees and lowered their gaze respectfully, saying, "Young Master."
Han Caicai said to the two, "How has everything been arranged?"
"Everything has been arranged according to Young Master’s instructions," answered one of the maidservants.
Only then did Han Caicai nod, flicking his sleeves to dismiss them, and turned to Mu Qingge, saying, "Please."
Mu Qingge followed him through the door, going down several layers of narrow steps until they entered the wine cellar. This wine cellar seemed much smaller compared to Wanxiang Building’s wine cellar in Lanwu City.
However, various wine jars still filled the shelves all around.
In the middle of the open space, a clean silk brocade was spread out, embroidered with vibrant flowers, perfectly aligning with Han Caicai’s taste.
On the brocade, there was a low table. The table was filled with dishes of exquisite taste, both meat and vegetables, looking very tempting.
All around the wine cellar, large and small Luminous Pearls hung, their cold light illuminating the cellar brightly, resembling even the taste of starlight.
Mu Qingge swept her gaze around, seeing that Han Caicai had meticulously arranged this place.
"This wine cellar is my private collection, not only with wines from all the continents of the Middle Ancient Realm, but also some I brought from Linchuan." Han Caicai said to Mu Qingge.
"Wine from Linchuan." Mu Qingge’s heart stirred, revealing a smile, "It seems my visit today is indeed worth it."
She walked towards the shelf holding wine jars, moving slowly until she stopped at a particular spot.
"Moon Dew Brew." Mu Qingge picked up the jar, her gaze falling on the three words on the jar, her clear eyes showing a hint of nostalgia.
Han Caicai walked over, standing behind her and speaking slowly, "Yes, it’s Qin Country’s Moon Dew Brew."
Mu Qingge’s lips lifted gently, nodding, "It’s been over two years since I’ve tasted it." Seeing Han Caicai’s private wine cellar, she felt a sense of regret rising in her heart. Why had she never thought of collecting wine in her own space while traveling through so many places?
Mu Qingge chuckled softly, inwardly criticizing, ’Ultimately, I’m not a person who loves wine. Enjoying alcohol is merely a means to express feelings that cannot be spoken.’
Weighing the jar in her hand, Mu Qingge looked at Han Caicai and smiled, "How about starting with this one?"
This kind of smile Han Caicai hadn’t seen on Mu Qingge’s face for a long time, and he couldn’t help but be entranced. But soon, he snapped back, smiling and nodding.
Pretending not to notice Han Caicai’s moment of distraction, Mu Qingge took the Moon Dew Brew over to the low table.
Some things, if exposed, would ruin tonight’s drinking.
The two sat opposite each other, abandoning chairs and instead using mats, which was more casual.
Mu Qingge sat down boldly, punched through the seal on the wine jar, and tore away the red cloth at its mouth. Instantly, a fragrance of wine spread and filled the entire wine cellar.
"What a fine aroma! What a fine wine!" Mu Qingge inhaled deeply, praising it without restraint.
Next, she poured the sparkling wine into the two large bowls before her, and handed one to Han Caicai.
Han Caicai took it, intending to clink glasses with her, but she raised her bowl first and drank.
Helplessly, Han Caicai had to retract his hand, "You really don’t give me any face."
After finishing the bowl of fine wine, Mu Qingge spoke with a trace of aftertaste, "Why bother with pretentious etiquette? Being more carefree makes both of us comfortable."
This sentence left Han Caicai speechless.
He also drank the wine in his bowl.
Seeing Mu Qingge pour herself another bowl, he laughed, "When I visited your Luoxing City, you didn’t treat me like this, today you’ve gained."
Mu Qingge laughed, "I don’t have such private collections as Young Master Han does."
Wine is a magical thing.
With half a jar of Moon Dew Brew consumed, the previous estrangements between them seemed to gradually dissolve, and they returned to their former ways of interaction.
"I have never had the chance to ask you, two years ago when you reshaped the Linglong Spear, did something happen?" Han Caicai had held this question in his heart until today when he finally had the chance to ask.
Mu Qingge placed the wine bowl down, her smile slightly restrained. "Nothing much, just underwent a great battle."
Han Caicai frowned, "Since you describe it like this, it must have been very thrilling and filled with danger."
Mu Qingge did not respond, merely picked up the wine bowl again, drinking the wine in it.

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