The After Match of the Party
A splitting headache assaulted Mor's mind as he opens his eyes. His mouth and throat felt dry, the feeling of throwing up and of sickness consuming his mind. This is not something Mors is not familiar with; this is but one of the side effects of drinking way too much.
His eyes slowly focus on what it's in front of him, a woman with messy black hair. Wearing a beautiful dress, her makeup was ruined and old. The woman is breathing softly, her face oddly close to his. In fact, their bodies were just inches away from each other.
They were still in their party clothes; it looks like they came back to their bedroom so drunk that they did not have the energy to change into their sleeping attire. But almost like clockwork, as he wakes up, so does Zhihui. Her beautiful half-close gray eyes lock with his brown eyes.
In a moment of silence, the couple looks at each other. In perfect silence and harmony, the sound of birds singing outside could be heard. Their beating hearts are the drums of their bodies. A beautiful moment for any couple, but they are not normal couple. As a wave of dizziness hits Zhihui, her face turns green as she gets out of bed and rushes toward the bathroom.
As she kicks the door open and started to vomit whatever is still in her stomach. She lays on the floor, her head on the toilet seat as she vomits. Toilets are one of the great inventions cultivators have made while trying to reach immortality. With great control of metal and of water. Sewage systems can be built in large cities and improve the quality of life for their citizens.
Those in the countryside and small villages don't have this luxury. But the mechanics and history of this invention are not important. As Zhihui continues to vomit the contents of her stomach. Her throat becomes hot and very dry, and the awful after-taste of stomach acid lingers in her mouth.
But standing next to her Is Mors, his masculine and rough hand patting her back. A small crystal bottle, with blue-ish liquid inside of it, is placed next to her.
"The system said it's a symptom reducer, give it a try and see if it makes things better"
"Thank you, Mors…."
Zhihui said as she grabs the bottle and opens it up, drinking the blue liquid. The blue cooling liquid masks the smell of vomit and reduces the feeling of nausea and the splitting headache. Whatever the blue liquid is made of it sure did help as Mors said.
As she breathed a sigh of relief, she separated her head from the toilet and flushes the mess she made away. Now with the symptoms of the hangover reduce, Zhihui felt extremely thirsty and hungry. Mors felt the same, as he drank the same potion that Zhihui took before coming out of bed.
The couple slowly walks out of the bathroom, Zhihui resting her body on Mor's shoulder. Her legs felt a bit weak and sluggish. As Mors opens the doors to their bedroom, laying in front of them is one of Heng's servants. The man looks at them as he bows down.
"Good morning, breakfast has already gone by, but we have your portion ready. So please follow me"
The couple nodded their head as they follow the male servant. Zhihui and Mors have some small talk.
"You really need to control your drinking; I have never seen someone drink so much"
"Old habits die hard, give me a couple of centuries and I will be able to handle that amount of alcohol"
Zhihui said to Mors, he easily got the double meaning of her sentence as he nodded his head. They continue to follow the male servant, soon arriving at the dining room. Looking the same as it did when they used it yesterday. They enter the room, Mors slowly putting Zhihui in her seat.
He takes a seat next to her as their meal is soon presented in front of them. The servants knew that they had drank a lot yesterday, as such, they prepared a simple and light meal for them. Some warm mushroom and potato soup. A soft piece of white bread, with a small bowl of wheat thin noddle. With some soy sauce and finely cut vegetables.
The couple happily enjoys their breakfast as they eat to their full. Soon they finish eating as the servants serve them a glass of blue color drink.
"Excuse me, what type of drink is this?"
"That sir is a special drink that is made from fruits found in the forest. It's a special fruit called "Lan Se Duyao". Not need to worry, this city has mastered the way of draining the poison out of the fruit leaving behind its cold refreshing juices"
Mors nods his head, looking at the drink. Not lying, it sounds very unappetizing to drink something that once used to be poison. But if it is poisonous, he can just buy an antidote from the system. So might as well give it a try. He grabs the drink, all eyes focusing on him.
He slowly drinks the blue juice, the liquid flows down his throat. After a few seconds, he puts the glass down as he looks at Zhihui, and nods his head.
"This is pretty good; you should give it a try"
Zhihui nodded her head as she and Mors drank the blue juice. Soon finishing their breakfast as they go back to their room and change into normal clothes as well as take a bath. A few minutes go by, and the couple comes out in a new outfit as they get ready to tackle the day. They wanted to finish the few promises they did yesterday before going on their way to the sect capital.
With a wave of their hands, the couple goes their separate ways. Ready to start their day.