C129 One Hundred and Twenty-nine Invitations

"Alright, the two of you stop talking nonsense!" Come, come, come! Let's drink, let's drink! " Gongsun Linyuan carried a jug of wine, his swaying appearance making others worry that he might fall down from a single unsteady motion.

Mu Yiran was also drunk as she held up the wine jar in front of her and drank from it.

Not long after, Gongsun Linyuan was lying unconscious on the table