Before the peach blossom wine was opened, it was already full of aroma.

After the altar was opened, the people in the whole street and alley stepped on the incense, although Huo Zun said that this wine was not sold, but many people still stayed at the door of the teahouse, even if they smelled the fragrance of the wine, they were satisfied.

Xia Qian selected seventy altars for the guests on the third floor, and told Huo Zun that the peach blossom wine in March is fresh, the color is good, and the smoke is drunk, and the peach blossom wine in April is warm, fragrant and soft, and the fingers are wrapped, if there is the coldest mountain spring water accompanied by the April flowers on the yin mountain slope, and then it can withstand the washing of time, it can make the most beautiful peach blossom wine in the world.

Huo Zun said that there is a cold pool on the soft mountain sixty miles north of the city, and there are hundreds of ponds of large and small, not only the pool water is sweet and clear, but also the taste and temperature are not the same.

The two spent two whole days to collect the purest and coldest mountain spring water on the Rou Mountain, and collected two baskets of good April peach blossom buds, and brewed four jars of wine after going back, Xia Qian named these four jars of wine "Xiantan Peach Blossom Drunk"!

"These four jars of the best peach blossom drunk are packed, and all that remains is to hide them in the dirt and take them out after a year. I promise that by that time the wine will be so fragrant that the whole street will be full of people. ”

Huo Zun hugged the four flower wine jars with an expectant face, saying that he wanted to hide them with his own hands, but Xia Qian from the province took them out and gave them to others.

"There is a mystery to the wine hidden in this soil, and you can't make good wine if you hide it. It's better to give it to me with peace of mind, and I'll take it out and give it to you next year! Xia Qian looked at him and said unhurriedly.

Huo Zun hesitated for a moment, and handed over all the four jars of wine to her in disbelief: "The four altars are all mine, don't give them away!" ”

"If you don't live up to me, I will ensure that you drink good wine every year and drink good tea in the morning and twilight."

He left a deep kiss on her forehead, and replied warmly: "Just on your face with good wine and tea, if I bear you in the future, I will quit drinking and drinking white water for half my life." ”

Situ Jun sent a letter, saying that the marriage date with Tuoba Jin had been set, and the wedding would take place in a month.

Thinking of Situ Jun's marriage, Xia Qian was both happy and worried, and when chatting one day, Lin Qianxue's words poked her heart even harder.

"Mobei has had the intention of going south for many years, and now that it is married to the eastern wing, the country of Yi will lose the most powerful support of the eastern wing. In the future, the East Wing and Mobei were relatives, and Nankang was not bad with the Yi State, but in fact, there were many more contacts with Simon than with the Tongyi State. In this marriage, I am afraid that the status of the five countries will be shaken? Lin Qianxue analyzed the situation while drinking tea.

Xia Qian was stunned for a long time, looked at the other party and pretended to be calm and said: "Emotional things are not so easy to calculate. I think the two of them really love each other! ”

Although she said this, she was more worried than anyone else, and Situ Jun must have consulted her opinion before boldly being with Tuobajin.

Two days later, she pulled Lin Qianxue again and asked her if she had gotten any news, and Lin Qianxue said that she was also guessing, because Prince Zilan said that the king of Yi had not slept well for a few days when he learned about it.

Xia Qian thought and thought about the process of Situ Jun and Tuoba Jin's love from meeting each other, and felt that the relationship between the two was sincere, and this time it gradually relaxed.

Although she couldn't smell or taste the peach blossom drunk she brewed, the reluctance shown by the passers-by on the street at the door of the teahouse made her sure that the wine was successful.

So, she selected a hundred altars, wrapped them in delicate red jars, and prepared to send them to Mobei as a gift.

"It's only three hundred jars of wine in total, and your gift is one hundred?" Huo Zun looked at those wines and smiled distressedly.

"Not only that, but I also plan to make the most beautiful wedding dress in the world for Lord Jun! However, this matter still needs Que Ming's help! Xia Qian said mysteriously.

Hearing Que's name, Huo Zun paused, sandwiched a piece of chopsticks and chicken into the Xia Qian bowl, and asked seriously: "If you need help finding me, you don't have to trouble outsiders in everything!" ”

"I'm going to make a long dress out of white swan feathers, I need a lot of swan feathers, I want down feathers, snow white, can you get them?"

"This?" Huo Zun thought for a long time, and his face showed embarrassment, "I'm afraid not." Can you do it with something else? Why do you have to use swan feathers? ”

Xia Qian served him a bowl of chicken soup, smiled and smiled at him mysteriously, and explained: "The swan is the most affectionate bird in the world, and it has only one mate in its life. If one side dies, the other will be left alone for it. They are not only loyal and affectionate, but also very brave, in order to protect their lovers, even if they die in battle, they will not compromise at all. ”

Xia Qian's words made his face stunned, and his deep star eyes unconsciously overflowed with tenderness.

Seven days later, she found the finest swan feathers, which were soft and as white as snow.

With the help of Lin Qianxue and others, Xia Qian spent more than ten days finally making the clothes.

"I was going to make it white, but I didn't expect that after dyeing it with goldenrods, this bright red color is even more amazing!" Lin Qianxue looked at the big red swan feather wedding dress and smiled.

While making the shawl on the wedding dress, Xia Qian replied with satisfaction: "If this dress is made white, it is holy, quiet, elegant, and made red, stunning, unrestrained, and enthusiastic." With the temperament of the prince of Jun, he definitely prefers red! ”

Everyone looked at this wedding dress happily, imagining what Situ Jun would look like when he wore this dress, and finally proposed to let Xia Qian try it on.

"No, no, no, this is a wedding dress, it should be worn by Lord Jun!" Xia Qian said resolutely.

Lin Qianxue couldn't help but laugh when she saw her nervous appearance: "Everyone hasn't added this dress before, you just opened our eyes when you wore it." Besides, if you don't try such an important wedding dress first, what if something doesn't fit right and something goes wrong on the wedding day? ”

"Well, to be sure, it's time to try it first. But this dress is only made of a skirt, and the shawl and headdress on it are not yet ready, and the complete effect cannot be seen when worn out. ”

Everyone couldn't wait, they still cared if there were shawls and headdresses, Xia Qian was deadlocked, so she had to change into her wedding dress.

This bright red swan feather wedding dress was originally a suit, with a long skirt mopping the floor of an acacia placket and a down shawl on top.

In fact, the shawl was specially added by Xia Qian, because this is ancient after all, and it is definitely not acceptable for everyone to show your shoulders and bare arms at a wedding.

Nowadays, the clothes are only made of acacia placket and mopping long skirts, and when Xia Qian wears it, her snow-white shoulders, arms and white ankles are exposed. Worried about soiling her dress, she didn't even dare to wear shoes, and her charming feet stepped directly on the ground.

Her fair skin looked more moist and crystal clear against the backdrop of the red floor-length skirt, as beautiful as clotted fat, delicate as white jade. The slender waist and slender ** look even more wonderful and attractive against the backdrop of the corset placket and the spacious fishtail floor-length skirt.

Because of the integration of the characteristics of modern fishtail off-the-shoulder wedding dresses, the whole skirt looks cute, elegant, beautiful and luxurious, and the bright and atmospheric red is even more eye-catching.

"Beautiful, it's so beautiful, don't just stand, come and dance!" Lin Qianxue exclaimed in surprise.

"Young lady, let's dance!" The maids shouted in unison.

The hall was full of girls, and Xia Qian happened to be on the rise, so she happily danced a few steps of Hu Xuan dance.

The big red dress fluttered on the snow-white ground, swaying out patches of holy snow red, the beauty was shocking, and the amazing was suffocating.

Xia Qian was intoxicated, and the others stared at her intently, and no one noticed that Que Ming walked in.

Maybe it was because he and the maids were in a white dress of similar color that didn't attract attention, or maybe he was standing too far back, and Xia Qian didn't notice him when he danced half a dance.

Suddenly, she turned around to find a tall figure standing in the doorway, her blue armor glowing with a faint cold light.

Although it was motionless, the chill emanating from its body condensed the air on the entire third floor.

"Huo Zun, why did you come back?" Xia Qian looked at her in surprise and greeted her with a smile.

He looked at her intently, and it seemed that it took a long time for the stripped thoughts to come back, and asked coldly, "Then what do you think, when should I come back?" ”

"I," she was stunned when she saw that his dark eyes were extremely cold, and lowered her voice, "I thought you would come back at night as usual!" ”

He glanced into the hall, his defiant gaze fell on Que Ming, and he answered coldly: "I came back at night because I missed you, and I will rush back because I miss you so much!" ”

Before Xia Qian could react, he was carried back to the dormitory.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Que Ming, who was standing in the corner, stiffened into a sculpture.