Chapter 272: Chapter 93 Drunkenness_2
Although the Chen Family now only has Chen Yin, which seems risky like a lone seedling, the powers of the Blue Star Empire are quite "Buddhist," choosing to maintain the current stability over facing unknown risks.
Chen Yin doesn’t need any means to consolidate his position as Your Majesty. Alliances through marriage serve mainly to improve relations between the Blue Star Empire and another empire, nothing more.
Moreover, such improved relations may only be temporary. Once interests of both sides are involved, even the strongest marriage alliances can become fragile.
This is reality; although harsh, it is what it is.
"Of course not!" Ke Xing’s answer was expected by Du Xixi. He shook the two grandsons holding his arms like they were ships and answered Du Xixi’s question, "So His Majesty rejected them all, saying he was busy with official duties, and when there’s a chance in the future, everyone can gather together."
When there’s a chance in the future...
Du Xixi couldn’t help but chuckle; those five words are undoubtedly the best excuse. When there’s a chance in the future, naturally, they’ll gather, but what if Chen Yin keeps saying there’s no opportunity? Then that future naturally becomes indefinitely distant!
"I’m really curious. I wonder how capable my future sister-in-law has to be to pull my brother’s heart away from official duties." Du Xixi laughed mischievously, prompting Ke Lian to pinch her nose helplessly and say warmly, "Aren’t you afraid His Majesty will scold you?"
"Hmph! Let him find a sister-in-law first!" Du Xixi wrinkled her nose and then buried her face with a proud pout, snuggling more than half of her body into Ke Lian’s embrace.
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Far away in the Blue Star Empire, Chen Yin, who had just rejected several more banquet invitations, sneezed three times in a row under the eyes of many courtiers and Rob.
Rob: "Quick, call the doctor!"
The courtiers: "Quick, call the doctor!"
Yet Chen Yin waved his hand, accustomed to it, and said, "No need! I estimate it’s my sister thinking of me!"
The crowd: ...
Your Majesty, where is your dignity?
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"Good afternoon, everyone. I wonder if today has been fun?" Du Xixi changed into a beige cotton long dress, with a matching apron tied at the waist, and her hair elegantly styled, looking ever so gentle.
This is another one of Du Xixi’s livestreams, and today’s content is the unveiling and tasting of the brewed wine made three days ago.
"I’m still breastfeeding, so I’ll only drink a little, but I’ll pour out some more for everyone to taste in the Perception Sharing Space." Du Xixi lifted the cover and cloth, and almost instantly, the sweet and sour aroma of wine pervaded the kitchen. Du Xixi took a careful scent and immediately felt that familiar flavor return.
She smiled slightly, with a hint of nostalgia in her voice, seriously explaining, "Alcohol isn’t friendly to babies in their developmental stage. While I am breastfeeding, occasionally tasting a little for flavor doesn’t hinder much, but pregnant women and people with stomach problems, those with high blood sugar, along with ultra-skilled pilots who need precision work—should avoid alcohol!"
Du Xixi knows that problems will certainly arise under the promotion of food, similar to allergy symptoms, and she always pays great attention to such issues.
Usually during the livestream, Du Xixi would post the relevant nutritional content and specific amounts in the announcements of the livestream room, instructing those unsuitable for tasting a type of food not to try it on their own.
Otherwise, if anything happens, not only do viewers suffer, but Du Xixi would also be implicated. Because the food tasted in the perception space can have effects on the real body.
The long spoon extends into the large tile pot, with the camera focused inside the pot, allowing everyone to clearly see the true appearance of the wine brew.
The glutinous rice looks much whiter compared to when it was first added, plumply piled together, and when Du Xixi tapped it with the long spoon, a crisp sound resounded—a sound of water droplets colliding.
Du Xixi lightly pressed the glutinous rice, and the clear wine seeped from the gaps, obediently flowing into the long spoon. As Du Xixi lifted the spoon, she sensed the weight of the wine liquid, and her smile grew more profound.
Du Xixi used nearly ten pounds of glutinous rice in the large tile pot, which took up three-fifths of its internal capacity. Now with the wine liquid flowing, naturally, it’s sufficiently copious; a casual scoop yields a mouthful.