The daughter of Duke Shenwu, that is—Mrs. Dong.
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath.
She knew that the words to come might be difficult for Yu Wenye to express, yet tonight, he seemed to need an outlet to convey some things. So she said softly, "Father, he married Mrs. Dong."
"Mm."
"So—"
"So,"
Yu Wenye pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "On the night of the wedding, Father drank nine jars of Nine Brewed Spring in a single breath."
"..."
"He drank in the Duke Mansion on the night of the grand wedding, while Mother locked herself in her room, also opened a jar of wine, and drank along with him."
"..."
"It is said that neither of them had touched a drop of alcohol before this, but afterward, they both developed quite a tolerance. Yet, they never knew the extent of each other's drunkenness in places unseen."
"..."
Shang Ruyi's heart felt a surge of sourness and another of pain.
So that was it.
