Since it is called drunken flower brewing, it is naturally brewed by melting the essence of a hundred flowers and the nectar of a hundred flowers.

Luo Qianhan said very casually, as if it was not a secret, "Of course, in addition to these things, the most important thing is that the brewer must be extremely beautiful, but I can't tell why there is such a rule." ”

These are all told to her by her grandfather, who is a good winemaker, and of course she is also a little drunkard who has been influenced by her grandfather's various fine wines since she was a child. She spread her hands and said she knew so much.

Because she had been staring at the drunken flower brew the whole time, she didn't notice the excitement in Mo Yuli's expression and the surprise in Qin Dongli's eyes.

Mo Yuli grabbed Luo Qianhan, "Tell me how you know." ”

Is it weird to know this? And he was so excited, he grabbed his arm and it hurt.

Hearing Luo Qianhan's pain, Mo Yuli realized that he was too intense, and pulled Luo Qianhan towards the pavilion where Qin Dongli was sitting just now, it seemed that he was going to ask the end.

Luo Qianhan shrugged helplessly, this cute little action did not escape Qin Dongli's eyes, this woman seemed to be very interesting, no wonder it would make the cold-hearted Mo Yuli also impressed.

Compared with the two handsome guys opposite, Luo Qianhan looked like he was lacking in interest, saying that the flowers were good before the moon, what about the world of the two?

Well, now she admits that although she and he are married and have children, they are not familiar with him, so why do you have to ask everything, annoying!

Qin Dongli looked at Luo Qianhan's slightly frowning brows, and then looked at Mo Yuli's expectant look, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Of course, what they got was a slap in the eye for each of them.

"Okay, you go on" Qin Dongli brought two more cups and poured a cup for each of them.

Luo Qianhan took the cup and drank it all, and smacked his lips, "The years are a little shorter, but they are also the best." ”

After saying that, he was about to pour wine again, but Mo Yuli stretched out the wine jug, "I'll give you a drink after speaking" How did he not know that his wife turned out to be a little drunkard, and the understanding between them was really not comprehensive enough.

For this rare and superb drunken flower brew, Luo Qianhan told them one by one, anyway, Mo Yuli had no intention of letting Qin Dongli leave, which showed that he believed him.

……

"It's as simple as that, can the two heroes pour a few more glasses?" They were stunned and sluggish, so she didn't want to be polite anymore, and took the flask and poured herself a drink.

"If my grandfather knew that I could still drink such a good wine, maybe he would follow" Luo Qianhan's wine was really good, looking at Luo Qianhan's back as he left flutteringly, Mo Yuli's brows tightened again.

The hundred-year-old drunken flower brewing is the exclusive secret of the queen mother, and it was only brewed for the father and the emperor back then, and now there is not much wine in his house, and after the death of the queen mother, he fled and was temporarily rescued.

Although he experienced life and death along the way, he never lost an altar.

Mo Yuli rarely drinks alcohol by himself, so he cheapened Qin Dongli, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes.

Now, his woman is an alcoholic, which fills the vacancy that he doesn't like to drink.

In my memory, the queen mother is a beautiful woman who loves wine, but she is not a person, and after all, she ended up with a well-intentioned but wronged death.

Qin Dongli knew that Mo Yuli Xu remembered the sad past again, during that time, the two met, and the friendship established during the wanderings was now indestructible.

Over the years, apart from the senior brother Feng Wujiu, the only one who understands the pain in his heart is Qin Dongli, the Venerable Master of the Flying Flower Sect.

Jiang Qingsheng's screaming temperament can never be changed, Luo Qianhan drank wine and slept heavily last night, anyway, Rui'er was taken by her grandmother Miao Jiang, she was so happy that she could take a good sleep.

I'm just afraid......

"Good granddaughter, look at what good things I brought you?"

Luo Qianhan didn't want to pay attention to her, and pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly from head to toe, she just wanted to sleep now.

"Oh, open the door, this is a rare treasure, and no one else can see it."

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang ......"

Qiao Yue had already greeted her, knowing that her young lady was going to sleep lazy, so she coaxed Jiang Qingshang to eat first and come back early, but the princess smiled evilly and jumped in through the window.

Qiao Yue immediately made a bitter little face, helpless for her own young lady.

What is this called, and let people not sleep.

Jiang Qingshang was not annoyed by Luo Qianhan's unresponsiveness, and lifted the quilt, and saw the slight shallow marks on Luo Qianhan's snow-white neck, and whistled with a rather hooligan habit.

A dignified princess of Luo was brought into a female hooligan by the little prince of the Mo Kingdom, thinking about it makes people black like rain, poor Feng Wujiu feels even more embarrassed, and now there is a master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic - Gongsun Lou, I am afraid that Feng Wujiu and Mo Yuli's life will be even more sad.

Luo Qianhan then reacted to where her habit came from, and when she looked down, she blushed, she drank too much last night, and she didn't know where he came from, when he undressed himself, when he made himself like this again, and when he left, it was really hateful to take advantage of people's danger.

Now that Jiang Qingshang has seen it, the stunned young man has seen it, and within a moment, the entire Xiangguo Mansion will know about it, plus Gongsun Lou, I am afraid that the entire Ling Kingdom will also know about it.

Luo Qianhan scolded Mo Yuli in his heart, thinking about how to stabilize Jiang Qingsheng and make her forget everything she had just come.

"Shouting, what's good."

"Agarwood, you see it's agarwood" Luo Qianhan glanced down at the sword in Jiang Qingsheng's hand, and secretly laughed at Jiang Qingsheng's hot temperament, anxious to offer the treasure, and the embarrassment just now was afraid that he had forgotten it to the clouds.

This sword is called agarwood, it doesn't look different, there is no protection of the scabbard, the whole body is a little rusty, the place where the hilt is held is completely patina, and modern people are nothing more than rusty copper.

"Well, it's a good sword!" Luo Qianhan was not interested, she had just learned the moves of swordsmanship, and now she was embarrassed to give her a sword, which was really overkill.

What's more, this sword is embroidered like this, let her use it, I'm afraid that she will not be able to cut a single grass.

Seeing that she was so perfunctory, Jiang Qingshang hurriedly pulled her hand, "Is it a good sword, let's try it?" ”

Luo Qianhan saw that she was going to cut off her hand, and hurriedly withdrew it, although she was beaten half to death by Ling Yinchen before without saying a word, but it was because she had hatred in her heart, which aroused her stubbornness, but in normal times, she was never a person who dared to joke about her body.

What's more, this "sword" has been embroidered like this, and if you get tetanus again, you won't be able to draw it.

"Xiaoshang, don't mess around" Feng Wujiu's voice floated from the courtyard, and then a gust of wind hit, and he and Mo Yuli had already appeared in Luo Qianhan's boudoir.

Fortunately, I put on my clothes just now, otherwise I would have died of embarrassment.

"Just try, don't make such a fuss, okay?" The sword in Jiang Qingsheng's hand was stolen from Gongsun Lou, and she heard that this sword needed to be sealed with blood by someone who had a chance to open it, so she wanted to try it, but she had already tried it, and it was useless.

Now she wants everyone to try them one by one, and while Gongsun Lou is not there, she picks up the agarwood and runs out.

Seeing Feng Wujiu walking towards her and asking her to hand over the sword, Jiang Qingshang was in a hurry, and grabbed Luo Qianhan's little hand and swiped it vigorously......

The small wound was so bloody, if it wasn't so sharp, it didn't look like it. Luo Qianhan grabbed the wrist of the other with one hand, only to feel that the blood was too exaggerated, and only said that he had cut the blood vessels just now.

A strange phenomenon appeared, Luo Qianhan's dripping blood did not fall vertically to the ground, but turned around in the air, and it seemed that it was all absorbed by the sword.

"It's so hot......" Jiang Qingsheng, who was holding the sword, hurriedly let go of his hand, but saw that the sword was hanging straight in the air.