Chapter 93 Drunk on Wine and Beauty

Chapter 93: Drunk with Wine and Lust

Cheng Ge hid in the shadows, secretly observing, holding a piece of date flower pastry he swiped from somewhere.

As night deepened, the Green Cloud Pavilion remained brightly lit, with flirtatious laughter and flirtatious chatter drifting out from every room.

A low murmur came from the side. Cheng Ge craned his neck to take a peek.

He saw the top courtesan, dressed in a water-green gauze skirt, standing not far away, her mask gleaming with an opalescent sheen under the lamplight.

Before her stood the madam, who seemed to be giving instructions to Ru Meng. After a long while, the madam left with a smile on her face.

Ru Meng took a deep breath and slowly approached Liu Yuanqian’s door.

Just as she was about to knock, a hand reached out from behind and clamped a hand over her nose.

Ru Meng felt a strange scent wildly rushing into her nostrils, and in that instant, a suffocating sensation overwhelmed her.

Her legs kicked and struggled against the floor, then she rolled her eyes back and fell unconscious.

Cheng Ge held her under her armpits and dragged her around the corner to hide her.

He reached out and tickled Ru Meng’s ticklish spot, whispering, “Ru Meng?”

Good, no response…

Cheng Ge lifted Ru Meng’s chin by the fingers and carefully studied her face.

Then, extending his mischievous hand again, he carefully pinched a nostril hair and yanked it outward.

Ru Meng remained as motionless as a dead dog.

“So this Ling Feng guy’s medicine is really potent,” he muttered. Then, pinching the mask on Ru Meng’s face, he gently peeled it off.

Holding his breath, Cheng Ge stared unblinkingly at Ru Meng’s face.

When he saw her features clearly, his face instantly dropped…

“Tch… she’s not even as pretty as Rongrong-jie,” Cheng Ge felt cheated.

Not that she was ugly, but she wasn’t that stunning.

How to describe this feeling?

It’s like in a TV drama, when a certain female lead makes her grand entrance.

The surrounding extras gasp in awe, as if a celestial being has descended.

The supporting characters wear expressions of envy and jealousy, while the male lead, of course, is instantly mesmerized.

Yet, just when everyone’s expectations are at their peak,

The camera pans over.

Wow! She’s not even as pretty as the maid beside her…

At that moment, the audience feels a strong feeling of being played for a fool.

But Cheng Ge didn’t have time to dwell on this. He quickly put the mask on his own face.

Lowering his head to adjust his clothes, he copied Ru Meng’s moves and walked toward Liu Yuanqian’s door.

He knocked softly, and a commotion came from inside.

Before he could react, a greasy, fat hand suddenly landed on his waist, yanking him into the room.

Cheng Ge stumbled, and before he could steady himself, a mountain of a man slammed into him.

His body stiffened, and goosebumps rose on his scalp.

“Sweetheart, I’ve been waiting for you. Give your man a kiss first,” Liu Yuanqian’s sleazy voice whispered in his ear, his hideous large face eagerly leaning toward him.

Forcing down his nausea, Cheng Ge quickly used a fan to block Liu Yuanqian’s approaching sausage-like lips and said in a falsetto, “Master Liu, don’t be so impatient,” he said in a breathy voice.

Liu Yuanqian’s expression darkened, and his tone turned clearly displeased. “What? I’ve thrown out so much damn silver, and I can’t even get a kiss for crying out loud?”

Cheng Ge’s eyes flickered, and he quickly spoke in a coquettish tone, “Master Liu is so handsome and dashing that I can barely control myself.

But the night of spring is long, and I am yours for the entire evening. Why rush, Master Liu~”

With that, he leaned sideways against the door, lifting his foot to rub ambiguously against Liu Yuanqian’s shin.

Then, Cheng Ge moved lightly to the table, picked up the wine jug, poured two cups, and handed one to Liu Yuanqian.

“Why not have a few drinks with me first, Master Liu, and then kiss later?”

Liu Yuanqian’s demeanor softened at this, and he took the cup, downing it in one gulp.

Cheng Ge also raised his cup, pretending to only sip at the rim, then quickly topped off Liu Yuanqian’s cup.

“I know I am lowly and beneath you, but to have this chance to be with Master Liu is a blessing earned over three lifetimes.

May I have the honor of sharing an interlocking-arm drink with you tonight, to be husband and wife for one night?” Cheng Ge leaned in as he spoke, his eyes dripping with seduction.

Liu Yuanqian, already lustful and now facing this ultimate seductress, he lost all reason. Whatever Cheng Ge said was fine; he was putty in Cheng Ge’s hands.

Just as he was about to raise his cup for the interlocking-arm drink, Cheng Ge’s small hands pressed it down, and a whole jug of wine was shoved into his hand.

Liu Yuanqian glared at the huge jug in his hand, his face scrunched up in anger. He was about to blow his top.

But at that moment, Cheng Ge slowly rose, half leaning against him, and plopped down on Liu Yuanqian’s thigh.

Cheng Ge hooked an arm around Liu Yuanqian’s neck, lightly tapping him with his fan as if flirting, and whispered into his ear, his breath like orchid fragrance.

“Master Liu, I’ve heard that you are the god of drinking, a true bottomless drinker.

This jug of wine is a little offering from me. You must drink it all.”

Liu Yuanqian, dizzy and disoriented from this act, was like Zhu Bajie seeing the Moon Goddess—utterly besotted.

He wasn’t even drunk yet, but he was already half smashed from being buttered up, with no anger left.

“Alright, alright, I’ll drink…” Liu Yuanqian raised the jug, tilting his head to pour it into his mouth.

But after just two swallows, he was coughing from the booze burning his throat.

But Cheng Ge didn’t let up, continuing to coax softly in his ear, “Master Liu, you can’t give up halfway. You’re not a quitter, right?”

Liu Yuanqian's face was full of lewd smiles, and he directly reached out to cover Cheng Ge's chest, squeezing it a few times.

"Tsk, soft enough."

Cheng Ge put on a shy expression, hurriedly blocking his groping hand, and said with feigned annoyance, "Be gentle, don't break it on me."

Cheng Ge thought, 'I still want to save it for a midnight snack.'

Aroused by his teasing, Liu Yuanqian's blood boiled, and he gritted his teeth, forcing the entire jug of wine down.

Before long, Liu Yuanqian felt dizzy, his body went limp, and his skin turned a frightening red.

Seeing this, Cheng Ge knew the time was right. He raised another cup of wine and brought it to Liu Yuanqian's lips.

"I heard that Master Liu's father is Minister Liu Xianyue?"

Liu Yuanqian's eyes were glazed, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to drink the wine, slurring, "That's right, my father. Why... why are you asking about that?"

A faint smile curved at the corner of Cheng Ge's lips as he said softly, "I have been in servitude since childhood, and I've always admired officials."

Liu Yuanqian chuckled lecherously, reaching out to touch Cheng Ge again, but Cheng Ge dodged nimbly and continued, "I've heard that Minister Liu is incorruptible and upright. He must be a good official, truly serving the country and its people."

Liu Yuanqian's mind was not entirely clear, but upon hearing Cheng Ge's words, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"A good official who serves the country and the people? Then do you think the money I spent on you just fell from the sky?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ge poured another cup of wine down his throat, "But I've heard others say that. How could that be wrong?"