C87 (2/2)

The blood sword was about to rush into the big tent. After smelling the scent, he was already half drunk. He resentfully squatted in a corner outside the big tent and stared at the ground as he drew randomly with his sword.

He had followed his lord for more than five years, and had yet to drink a single mouthful of the jade-like liquid. How could his lord give that little brat a single sip of that top-grade wine?

”Sir, please enter the tent for your meal.”

The underling also looked at the tent grudgingly. After sniffing for a long time he was dragged out of the tent. He thought for a long time that it would be better to eat than to sniff the wine here.

”Good wine!”

Helian Manqiu's eyes lit up. Ever since she was young, she had loved to drink wine. When she saw fine wine and smelled this kind of flavor, she almost drilled her way into the porcelain vat.

The bowl was as thin as paper and as green as bamboo. The wine that was poured into the bowl was a milky white color, somewhat similar to milk, but not as thick as the milk. It also had a translucent texture.

Gui Chen poured a cup of wine for Helian Manqiu. From the looks of this young general, he was also a Liquor worm.

Helian Man picked up the bowl. In the north, drinking wine was all about bowls. It was straightforward and good to drink wine, and the items used were also quite large. The bowl was smaller than usual, slightly larger than the glass cup.

After taking a whiff, the fragrance of the wine was intoxicating, and the lingering fragrance of it emitted from the wine. It was not the fragrance of wine, nor of a cellar, nor was it that of a wine. It was not the aroma of alcohol, nor that of a cellar, nor that of a wine, but that of a wine.

He slightly shook the bowl in his hand. The wine was thick and was hanging on the bowl as it slowly flowed down.

”Beautiful wine, only the heavens have this wine. How many times in the world can we meet?!”

”Qing Yu said so many things. This wine is indeed rare. The aftereffects are extremely powerful. Qing Yu, do not drink too much.”

”My lord, my lord.”

Helian Manqiu raised her glass. She raised the bowl with both hands and placed it between her brows, toasting Gan Junxuan.

Gan Yuxuan slightly nodded his head. It was not that this kid didn't know etiquette, he was usually too impudent towards him. He raised his wine cup and lightly sipped, giving food to Helian Manqiu.

Helian Manqiu took a sip. The lingering fragrance lingered between her lips for a long time, letting the wine linger around her tongue. She did not immediately swallow the wine. After savoring the taste in her mouth for a while, she slowly swallowed it.

A line of ice flowed straight down from his throat to his abdomen, but it suddenly turned into a stream of heat, warm but not violent.

This young general was too rude. The host of the food didn't even say a word of thanks as he sat back in his seat without a bow. He leaned against the wheelchair and slightly narrowed his eyes as he savored the taste of fine wine.

”Qingyu, eat the dishes.”

”Master, please enjoy.”

Helian Manqiu said with a smile as she prepared two dishes for Gonggong.

”Eat your food, no need to stand on ceremony, as long as it's Qingyu.”

”Alright, let's eat.”

Helian Manqiu did not want to stand on ceremony. She raised her glass and asked, ”Why did the Lord want to join the army? At that time, the Lord was still young, so where was his family? ”