The rice wine was certainly still there; Xie Liangchen had made a lot. Because it was a bit chilly today, she originally thought of saving some for Chang An, Chang Yue, and the guards.
Eating some rice wine in the winter makes one feel quite cozy.
Xie Liangchen hesitated, glanced at Song Xian, and eventually went out with an empty bowl. She couldn't possibly ask Song Xian: Do you also get drunk from eating rice wine?
She couldn't guarantee whether Song Xian might be offended upon hearing such a question, as it always seemed somewhat insulting, so it was better not to ask.
Perhaps she was overthinking it; how could someone who frequently moved in and out of military camps not know how to drink? Moreover, this rice wine... Even if given to A-Di, he'd probably be fine.
Xie Liangchen carried the bowl outside, intending to ask Chang An, but he was nowhere to be found despite his daily diligence.
With no one to turn to, she could only fill another bowl and bring it to Song Xian.
