Mo Shu raised an eyebrow, "This is a bit too boring, it’s just based on luck. Why not play sothing more interesting using our brains?"
"Using our brains for what?" Song Gu was intrigued, "Does the Princess have a more fun ga in mind?"
"Yes," Mo Shu picked up a chopstick and tapped it, "Starting from , we call out numbers to the left. When it’s your turn, if it’s seven or a multiple of seven, you can’t say the number but must tap with a chopstick instead. If anyone calls out seven, they lose and have to drink a cup. How about that?"
Song Gu’s eyes lit up, "This is fun, this is nice, this is interesting."
Luo Changfeng was also eager to try, rubbing his hands together, he said: "Everyone can count numbers, let’s see whose reaction is the quickest. If you’re a bit slow, you’ll end up drinking."
Zhao Ziqing tugged at Mo Shu and said: "Your alcohol tolerance isn’t high, you won’t handle many cups, maybe you should skip this..."
Nangong Ruming watched Zhao Ziqing’s speaking and tugging attitude, sowhat hoping Mo Shu would flip out and give Zhao Ziqing a bit of a lesson.
But Mo Shu just smiled gently, "No worries, the Princess won’t be punished, but you all need to be careful."
Mo Shu was quite confident in her own reactions and intelligence.
The others hadn’t played this ga before, feeling both curious and a bit excited.
The atmosphere lightened considerably, even Xia Youran, who was usually tense, seed relaxed.
anwhile, Nangong Ruming, watching Mo Shu sitting at the main seat talking freely, had a trace of resentnt in her eyes, though she dared not show it, only daring to look down at the table.
Xuanyuan Yichuan, on the other hand, was slightly lost in thought as he looked at Mo Shu.
He realized that Mo Shu’s temperant, compared to her forr aloof and proud self, seed much more amiable now.
The forr Eldest Princess would never speak this way.
This version of her was more endearing and sparked more imagination than before.
Xuanyuan Yichuan’s heart tightened, feeling a bit desolate.
Mo Shu quickly called the number: "One."
Zhao Ziqing followed closely: "Two."
...
As the round went on, it soon landed on seven.
The number, neither too early nor too late, fell to Xia Youran.
Xia Youran, already fearing Mo Shu’s attention, called out a seven and laughed nervously as her body trembled slightly, "I..."
"Drink up, what’s ’I’?!" Song Gu urged.
Xia Youran, eyes reddened, drank a cup of sake.
The ga started another round, with everyone more cautious this ti.
Around seven and its multiples, a round went on until forty-seven before soone slipped.
Everyone found this new gaplay refreshing and exciting. The one who slipped drank a cup and started a new round.
After several rounds, the atmosphere was lively, but Mo Shu hadn’t touched a drop, while Song Gu had several, Luo Changfeng failed a few tis, and Zhao Ziqing was nearly at her limit, with a flushed face.
Seeing this, Song Gu was annoyed and said: "Eldest Princess, your reactions are too fast, how can you not touch a single drop? Let’s change the ga!"
Mo Shu chuckled, "How do you want to play?"
"Help Zhao Ziqing beside you drink, look at her, she’s almost done!" Song Gu said, "If she passes out, it won’t be good at all!"
Mo Shu thought about it and agreed readily.
In her past life, her alcohol tolerance scared even herself.
Besides, the wine today was quite good, she was willing to have more.
However, Mo Shu soon realized she had made a mistake.
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