Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The wind blew, and the white petals fell like snow, falling between the hair, on the lapel, and in the palm of the hand...

The two seemed to be in a beautiful picture, which made people unable to disturb them, for fear of destroying this beauty and tranquility.

One of the petals happened to fall on Su Yueming's eyebrows. He raised his hand and twisted the petals, and his fingertips touched slightly between her eyebrows.

The glimmer of morning light fell on his thick eyelashes, forming a beautiful curve on her face, and Su Yueming trembled slightly.

This harmonious appearance makes people feel that they have been a perfect couple since their previous lives.

"I heard that you will leave in four days." She said, and her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had many worries.

Murong Canghai nodded and said, "Yes, the emperor is sick, I should leave. Is there an answer to what you asked you to consider before?"

Su Yueming's eyebrows jumped slightly. He did ask her to go back to be his princess in the North Court, but she had promised another person that she would stay by his side and would never leave, so-

"Let me cook a pot of pear blossom wine for the King of Beiyuan, just do it." She did not directly answer his question.

He ordered a pot of hot sake and put it in a clear jade bottle. The bottle body exudes a moist luster in the morning light.

She took off a pear blossom with her own hands, gently picked off the petals stained with morning dew, put them in a jade bottle, then covered the lid of the wine pot, held the wine in her hand, swayed slowly, and let the wine go.

The fragrance of pear blossoms and the freshness of dewdrops are integrated with the mellow wine industry.

Murong Canghai put the jade flute next to his hand and looked at every move of her—

Making pear blossom wine seems simple, but there are many things to do: the temperature of this sake is too old, and the temperature of a little less is too little; Besides, this pear blossom must be taken with the first flower that blooms in the early morning, and the dew between the petals should not be contaminated with the rest.

Impurities, otherwise the mellow taste of the wine; and the movements and times of shaking the bottle are also quite particular, not too heavy or too light, which is quite difficult to master.

But for Su Yueming, she is already familiar with the journey. It is a pleasure to watch her make pear blossom wine.

After a moment, she opened the lid of the wine pot, and suddenly, a faint fragrance came to her nose, tempting to taste it.

She tilted the wine bottle and poured the wine into the cup, emitting the faint fragrance of pear blossoms and the freshness of dewdrops. She held the cup with her hands in slim hands and delivered it to Murong Canghai's hand, and said-

"King of the North Courtyard, please."

Pear Blossom Wine, Pear, Li?

This is the answer she gave.

Murong Canghai picked up the wine glass, raised his head, and drank the pear blossom wine she brewed with her own hands in one go, but the deep and evil sight never left her eyes.

Her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, seemingly strong, but in fact they were indifferent.

"Three years, you give Dazhou three years to grow into an enemy that is enough to match Daqin. Can you let the horses on the Central Plains again?" Su Yueming raised his eyes and looked at him with a cold charm.

face, said.

Murong Canghai raised the corner of his lips and a evil arc appeared. The fragrant pear blossom wine tasted a little bitter. She had already noticed that he was about to lay down the Central Plains?

He said, "Are you pleading for Xuanyuan Qihuang?"

Su Yueming did not avoid it and said bluntly, "Yes."

The wind blew, and the white petals fell like snow, falling between the hair, on the lapel, and in the palm of the hand...

The two seemed to be in a beautiful picture, which made people unable to disturb them, for fear of destroying this beauty and tranquility.

One of the petals happened to fall on Su Yueming's eyebrows. He raised his hand and twisted the petals, and his fingertips touched slightly between her eyebrows.

The glimmer of morning light fell on his thick eyelashes, forming a beautiful curve on her face, and Su Yueming trembled slightly.

This harmonious appearance makes people feel that they have been a perfect couple since their previous lives.

"I heard that you will leave in four days." She said, and her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had many worries.

Murong Canghai nodded and said, "Yes, the emperor is sick, I should leave. Is there an answer to what you asked you to consider before?"

Su Yueming's eyebrows jumped slightly. He did ask her to go back to be his princess in the North Court, but she had promised another person that she would stay by his side and would never leave, so-

"Let me cook a pot of pear blossom wine for the King of Beiyuan, just do it." She did not directly answer his question.

He ordered a pot of hot sake and put it in a clear jade bottle. The bottle body exudes a moist luster in the morning light.

She took off a pear blossom with her own hands, gently picked off the petals stained with morning dew, put them in a jade bottle, then covered the lid of the wine pot, held the wine in her hand, swayed slowly, and let the wine go.

The fragrance of pear blossoms and the freshness of dewdrops are integrated with the mellow wine industry.

Murong Canghai put the jade flute next to his hand and looked at every move of her—

Making pear blossom wine seems simple, but there are many things to do: the temperature of this sake is too old, and the temperature of a little less is too little; Besides, this pear blossom must be taken with the first flower that blooms in the early morning, and the dew between the petals should not be contaminated with the rest.

Impurities, otherwise the mellow taste of the wine; and the movements and times of shaking the bottle are also quite particular, not too heavy or too light, which is quite difficult to master.

But for Su Yueming, she is already familiar with the journey. It is a pleasure to watch her make pear blossom wine.

After a moment, she opened the lid of the wine pot, and suddenly, a faint fragrance came to her nose, tempting to taste it.

She tilted the wine bottle and poured the wine into the cup, emitting the faint fragrance of pear blossoms and the freshness of dewdrops. She held the cup with her hands in slim hands and delivered it to Murong Canghai's hand, and said-

"King of the North Courtyard, please."

Pear Blossom Wine, Pear, Li?

This is the answer she gave.

Murong Canghai picked up the wine glass, raised his head, and drank the pear blossom wine she brewed with her own hands in one go, but the deep and evil sight never left her eyes.

Her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, seemingly strong, but in fact they were indifferent.

"Three years, you give Dazhou three years to grow into an enemy that is enough to match Daqin. Can you let the horses on the Central Plains again?" Su Yueming raised his eyes and looked at him with a cold charm.

face, said.

Murong Canghai raised the corner of his lips and a evil arc appeared. The fragrant pear blossom wine tasted a little bitter. She had already noticed that he was about to lay down the Central Plains?

He said, "Are you pleading for Xuanyuan Qihuang?"

Su Yueming did not avoid it and said bluntly, "Yes."