After finishing her meal, Jin Qianqian returned to her courtyard and had someone prepare two cups of sobriety tea.
At the urging of her sisters-in-law, she'd had a few small drinks. Now, her head was a little dizzy; the alcohol must be getting to her.
She rubbed her forehead and leaned against the kang bed. 'I have to warn myself again,' she thought. 'Never drink too much. This feels awful.'
Ancient Wen Heng took over, massaging her temples. "Next time they try to coax you into drinking, just refuse.
"Look at you, all drunk like this. You're just making yourself suffer."
Jin Qianqian said, "I'm fine. This wine just has a strong kick. I'll be all right after a short rest."
"What's going on with Gu Yuanfeng? Did she give you a hard time?" Ancient Wen Heng asked, recalling the news Ming Feng had shared on their way back.
