Chapter 1715: Li Xunhuan: Please, Young Master Gu, take good care of Shiyin

Gu Hanyuan ignored Lin Xian'er's jealous gaze, and under Lin Lingling's service, he dressed refreshingly and left the Cold Fragrance Cottage.

Although it was a dark and windy night, the perfect time for stealing fragrance and jade,

Gu Hanyuan went to the place where Li Xunhuan was imprisoned without alerting anyone.

A'fei, who was guarding the door, saw Gu Hanyuan and asked in surprise:

"Brother Gu, why have you come?"

Gu Hanyuan chuckled with a hint of mockery:

"I've come to have one last drink with a man who is about to die."

A'fei was stunned upon hearing this.

He asked with confusion:

"Brother Gu, are you talking about Li Xunhuan?"

Gu Hanyuan glanced at A'fei and said strangely:

"Who else could it be? Could it be that A'fei wants to be that man about to die?"

A'fei laughed awkwardly upon hearing this:

"Brother Gu is joking."

At this moment, Li Xunhuan, who heard the two talking, spoke up at the right time:

"Thank you, Young Master Gu, for remembering to bring me wine at a time like this. In the days without wine to drink, I was truly stifled."

A'fei opened the lock on the prison door.

Gu Hanyuan pushed the door and entered, saying with implication:

"We've known each other for a while, so I must satisfy Li Tanhua's wish. Besides, if we don't drink tonight, I'm afraid there won't be another chance."

Li Xunhuan was silent for a moment upon hearing this; he had already understood the meaning in Gu Hanyuan's words.

In the end, he could only smile helplessly.

However, he was more curious about what wish Gu Hanyuan wanted to satisfy for him.

Li Xunhuan instinctively thought of Lin Shiyin.

If there was any wish left unfulfilled, it was that he had originally returned to the Central Plains just to see Lin Shiyin one more time.

As it turned out, he had seen her, but didn't even have the chance to speak.

Naturally, he felt regret in his heart.

However, based on his observations, it was clearly unlikely that Gu Hanyuan would bring Lin Shiyin to see him.

He could only ask with confusion:

"My wish? I wonder what Young Master Gu is referring to?"

Gu Hanyuan flipped his wrist, and an exquisite wine pot appeared in his palm.

He said with a chuckle:

"Hasn't Li Tanhua always wanted to drink Gu's top-quality fine wine? Gu has brought it for you."

Li Xunhuan's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

He asked hurriedly:

"What kind of wine is this?"

Gu Hanyuan placed the wine pot in his hand on the table and opened the lid.

The rich aroma of wine immediately filled the prison cell.

Gu Hanyuan said indifferently, under the gazes of Li Xunhuan and A'fei who were swallowing their saliva:

"This wine is called 'Nine Rhymes Forget-Sorrow,' and only Gu has it in the whole world. Li Tanhua, you are troubled in your heart; drinking this is most appropriate."

Gu Hanyuan's words, which struck a chord in his heart, made Li Xunhuan look stunned.

In the past, he could still drown his sorrows with wine, but having been locked up here for the past few days without wine to drink, the sorrows accumulated in his heart had only grown.

A flash of complex emotion crossed Li Xunhuan's eyes, then quickly vanished.

He feigned eagerness and said:

"Just smelling the aroma of the wine, I already can't hold myself back."

Gu Hanyuan reached out and stopped Li Xunhuan's hand as it reached for the wine pot, saying indifferently:

"Li Tanhua, have you forgotten what your physical condition is? If you drink it just like this, I'm afraid you'll die suddenly. Gu doesn't want to be blamed for that."

With that, he struck like lightning, and several silver needles pierced Li Xunhuan's body.

He pressed a finger against the palm of Li Xunhuan's hand, and his profound internal energy surged in.

Li Xunhuan marveled at the depth of Gu Hanyuan's internal energy in his heart.

At the same time, he felt his physical illness improve significantly.

Before long, Li Xunhuan's complexion was no longer pale, but instead showed a healthy, rosy glow.

Gu Hanyuan withdrew his finger and the silver needles, saying indifferently:

"Gu has adjusted your body for you; although it is only temporary, drinking wine is no longer a problem."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and three exquisite porcelain cups landed steadily before the three of them.

The wine pot tilted, and the crystal-clear wine was poured into the cups.

Li Xunhuan, who could be called a drunkard, immediately raised his cup and drank it down impatiently.

As he closed his eyes to savor it, he felt his soul become incomparably clear.

His body also felt a touch of being reborn under the washing of spiritual energy.

The sorrow on his face dissipated, becoming as calm as water.

After a good while, Li Xunhuan finally exhaled a breath of wine and opened his eyes.

The vicissitudes in his eyes remained, but there was a sense of clear-headed transparency.

Li Xunhuan marveled and praised:

"What a 'Nine Rhymes Forget-Sorrow,' nine distinct layers of wine flavor blending together, making one feel as if they have experienced all the flavors of life in a mere instant."

He came back to his senses and said solemnly:

"Thank you, Young Master Gu, for giving me the chance to drink such fine wine. I owe Young Master Gu a favor."

A cup of wine in exchange for a favor from Li Xunhuan seemed somewhat cheap.

However, in reality, what Li Xunhuan drank was not just wine, but life itself.

"Nine Rhymes Forget-Sorrow" allowed him to re-experience life.

All those regrets, pains, and sorrows that had once pressed him until he couldn't breathe were smoothed out.

They no longer tangled him up like a ball of yarn, leaving him unable to advance or retreat.

Gu Hanyuan's eyes flashed with a mysterious light upon hearing this, and he said meaningfully:

"Li Xunhuan's favor is naturally valuable, but I'm afraid Gu won't have the chance to collect it. After all, what use is a favor from a dead man?"