The sun sets and the moon rises, and night covers the land. The faint moonlight, like a light veil, shone hazy light, enveloping the earth.

In the small building of Meilin, the lanterns are everywhere, with the soft moonlight, and countless plum blossoms, which shows a paradise scene.

In the boudoir, the light veil gently receded, and the clothes slipped off one by one, revealing the snow-white and smooth skin.

The jade foot moved lightly, came to the bath bucket, gently sprinkled the delicate petals of the plum blossom, and then dripped the bath oil into the water, bath fragrance.

The jade hand stirred gently in the water, stirring the bath oil and bath fragrance that had dripped into the water, and Aomei slowly stepped into the bath bucket.

Reaching out and brushing the smooth hair, he slowly sat down in the tub.

Beauty bathes, like a hibiscus out of the water. The faint mist adds a bit of hazy spring color.

In the daughter's family, there is no one who does not cherish his body. Even when I take a bath, I feel like I'm afraid of hurting my skin. Although it is washed carefully, it is also very gentle.

After soaking two pillars of incense in the water, when she stepped out of the tub again, she exuded the fragrance of freshly water.

Wearing a thin dress, the face of the alluring city is really like a fairy in the sky.

Turning around, he lifted a wooden bucket, scooped out the water left over from the bath, poured it into the bucket, lifted it with both hands, and walked out step by step.

However, as soon as she left the boudoir and walked out of the door, she stopped.

Aomei put down the bath bucket in her hand, and Joan's nose was slightly straight, as if she smelled something.

"It smells so fragrant, it must be that Uncle Yu has come to steal wine again!" The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, thinking of the old drunkard, Aomei couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.

Turning, she walked towards the wine cellar not far away.

Sure enough, the entrance to the cellar was still wide open, and there was a glimmer of light inside.

She walked in lightly, wanting to see what the old man had drunk again.

It's just that as soon as I walked into the wine cellar, I only glanced at the wine cabinets placed everywhere, and the jars containing wine, and saw the old sloppy man sitting at the table in the center of the wine cellar.

At this time, the old sloppy Yu Botong was not as drunk as she imagined, but lay on the wine table, holding a delicate large jar. The closure of the jar has not yet been opened. However, there was a red stripe on the wine jar, and when she saw these three words in the three big characters on the book, Aomei was in a hurry, and she didn't have the mood to peek at Yu Botong at all, and hurriedly rushed into the wine cellar.

When he came to the wine table, he hurriedly pressed his hands on the wine jar, his voice was crisp, but full of blame, and said, "Uncle Yu, didn't you promise me not to steal my daughter's red?

In fact, when Aomei first came to the outside of the cellar, Yu Botong had already found out. But he didn't say it, but looked at Aomei with a smile, and said, "Girl, if you call the old man my uncle, how can I steal your baby? It's just that every time I see this wine, the old man can't help it!

Hearing Yu Botong say this, Aomei's face looked a little better. Smiled lightly, hurriedly hid this jar of wine, and then turned out a jar of plum blossom brew, sent it to Yu Botong, and sat down at the same time, and said: "It's good not to drink it secretly, now I invite you to drink the best peach blossom brew! This is also brewed by my own hands!"

"Hmm...... Girl, are you still sensible......" Seeing the good wine, Yu Botong hurriedly reached out and took it, patted open the mud seal, and poured it down with his head up.

"Alas...... It......'s so comfortable!" After a sip of satisfaction, Yu Botong patted his stomach with a happy expression on his face.

Aomei looked in front of him and couldn't help but chuckle: "It's delicious! This is what I specially left for you, even my father doesn't have to drink it!"

Yu Botong took another sip and nodded, "Hmm...... It's really good wine! It's just a girl...... Tell me, old man, when will I have to wait before I can drink your daughter's red? Look, old man, I am the one who stepped into the coffin with one foot, you can't ask the old man and me to keep waiting!"

When Ao Mei heard this, Yurong couldn't help but blush, glared at Yu Botong, looking a little shy, but still spoke: "Uncle Yu, don't say that." If there is no accident, even if you live for another 10,000 years, it will be normal, can't you afford to wait?"

"Well......" Yu Botong nodded in agreement, but then shook his head again, took a sip, and then continued: "That's what I said, that's what I said...... It's just that girl, have you thought about it, although I have ten thousand years of life, old man, but my little grandson, how many years does he have to live?"

Ao Mei was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that Yu Botong would be able to pull that person's body. But as soon as she thought about her relationship with that person, she felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, I only heard Mo Lao continue to sigh and said: "That kid! With the destiny of the Heavenly Dragon, like his short-lived father, he only has a hundred years to ......live! If the old man still can't drink your daughter's red in these 100 years, in this life, your jar of precious wine will be ......wasted! After all, you are the daughter-in-law of the royal family, who would dare to marry you except the royal people? You say yes?"

Aomei's pretty face, which was still smiling slightly, slowly solidified, and finally revealed a trace of silence.

She didn't know this truth? She was a person who was accused of being married since she was a child and was destined to become a royal woman. In this life, except for the royal people, who dares to marry themselves. Almost the moment he was born, his fate was already predestined.

However, people say that once you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea, let alone enter the palace gate!

As a daughter's family, she is now seven out of ten, and she should have gotten married a long time ago, but she can't even step out of the boudoir often. Not to mention finding your favorite Lang Jun, it's basically impossible.

And recently, my father has nothing to do, so he comes to persuade him.

A strange man who had never met before, a man with a noble identity who didn't know anything about it. Although he has some good feelings, a man who has not known each other for a long time is actually Lang Jun, who is married to him. I have no right to choose, I can only follow him for life.

My father is not a nagging person, but recently, he has often nagged about this in his ear. However, although she had a slight affection for that person, she had no feelings, and she was still a little unwilling to be at the mercy of fate in her heart.

Besides, even if she was willing, the man never took the initiative to find her. Do you want one of her boudoir daughters to go to that person in person?

Thinking of this, Aomei's jade face couldn't help but bring a trace of resentment.

"Uncle Yu, are you also here to be a lobbyist? If that's the case, Mei'er will give you a reply! If Mei'er is not married within ten years, and the daughter of this altar is popular, it should be regarded as Mei'er's filial piety to you, and give it to you to drink!"

When Yu Botong heard this, he hissed and laughed: "Hahahahaha...... Girl, a daughter's family learned to make wine after she was ten years old, just to make a jar ......of daughter red, and move out to drink it when she marries her husband in the future! If you and my little grandson don't do a good thing, what does this wine taste, do you say?"

Qiu Yue's head drooped slightly, and her voice was weak, and she said, "But...... He never meant to see me...... Do you want one of my daughters to go to ......him? Do you want one of my daughters to go to him for marriage?"

When Yu Botong heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

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(Tianjin)