368 Is 500 taels enough?
It was midsummer; the breeze was gentle, the wind light, and there was no rain.
In the courtyard filled with flowers, two young women bathed in the moonlight. One, dressed in white, was serene and beautiful; the other, in a red gown, was bright and captivating.
From a distance, they resembled a perfect painting.
"Drinking unrefined wine under the moonlight truly has a unique flavor," Zhao Zhitong said with a slight smile.
Liu Baixue's eyes were as gentle as water. "Though it may have a unique flavor, we shouldn't drink too much."
Zhao Zhitong poured herself another glass, downed it, and said resentfully, "It's one thing for Qiao Muchen to keep an eye on me, but now even you are stopping me from drinking, Baixue."
Liu Baixue said helplessly, "I'm just looking out for you. You yourself said that every time you drink too much and wake up, you regret it, don't you?"
