[today's three chapters]

Hanzi opened the lid of the small wine jar, and immediately smelled a strange aroma of wine, and could not help but take a deep breath. He said to himself, "This medicinal wine tastes better than old man Qin's green wine. What's more strange is that there is no flavor of ordinary medicinal liquor.

Holding the bottom of the altar in one hand, Gu Daiyu wanted to pour it out. Gu Daiyu shook her hand and stopped saying, "No, no, it's not like that." Beautiful face blushes like clouds because of anxiety.

The cold son was stunned and asked, "Why not just drop a bottle of wine?...