The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Speaking of plum wine, it is simply a mudslide in the wine industry.

No, it's a clear spring!

It not only moisturizes every bluestone slab along the country roads.

He also followed the peddler's wobbly shoulder pole, bumping along the way, and broke into the prosperous villages and towns.

Even those towering cities.

In the end, even the ambergris from the capital was almost surpassed by it.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration, but it is enough to show how popular it is.

This plum wine is not just wine.

It is a topic of conversation among neighbors after dinner.

It is the little hope that children have when they are eagerly looking forward to their father returning home.

It is also a source of inspiration for those literati and poets, which can relieve thousands of worries and add thousands of fun.

Whenever the sun sets and smoke rises, you can always hear Old Zhang shouting at the top of his voice under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"The plum wine from Lao Li's family is sweet and intoxicating. You won't know how good it is until you try it. Once you try it, you will never forget it!"

This voice is louder than the gong at the entrance of the village.

In an instant, a group of men, young and old, would gather around the wooden barrel, drinking from one bowl to another, with laughter resounding through the sky.

The funniest thing is that when the peddler arrived in the city, he wanted to keep a low profile.

Unexpectedly, the aroma of the plum wine was so strong that it attracted cats and dogs on the street to follow it.

Not to mention those drinkers who love wine like their life.

Soon a long queue formed in front of the peddler's stall.

There are young men in fancy clothes and beggars in rags.

Regardless of wealth or status, people only want a sip of plum wine that is sweet enough to touch their hearts.

What's worse, some people almost broke out in a fight to grab the last jar.

Finally, the peddler was smart and shouted:

"Don't worry, I'll come back tomorrow and I promise I'll have enough!"

This calmed down a "Wine Forest Conference" that was about to break out.

As for the capital city, it is even more incredible.

As soon as plum wine entered Beijing, it quickly occupied the shelves of major restaurants and teahouses.

Even the imperial chefs in the palace secretly inquired about it, wanting to get some for the emperor to taste.

result……

The old emperor was naturally a lonely man above the clouds.

To him, fine wine and delicious food are nothing but wind in his ears. After all, "a king on his couch does not attend court early in the morning."

I'm talking about him, he almost didn't have the strength to move his hips.

This is all thanks to a group of eunuchs who "carry the dragon carriage" and perform a real-life version of "The Emperor's New Way of Moving".

Every day, eunuchs carried him up to court.

The emperor cannot taste it, but the prince can.

Su Wenxin bought some wine and just returned to Prince Chen's Mansion.

Ling Chenyu smelled the fine wine.

He immediately transformed himself into a wind-chasing boy, grabbed the pot and drank without caring about his image, as if that was his first love who had been lost for many years.

Without saying a word, he picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

As the wine entered his heart, not only did the sorrow disappear, but Liu Yaoyao's beautiful figure also quietly emerged.

The beautiful figure danced the "Memories in the Moonlight" in his mind, making him drunk and sober at the same time, unable to stop.

"Hey, Your Highness Prince Chen, are you trying to drown your sorrows in alcohol, which only makes you more sorrowful, or are you planning to use alcohol to pickle your thoughts and eat them with your meals someday?"

Su Wenxin teased from the side with a playful smile on his face, as if he was watching a good show.

Ling Chenyu rolled his eyes at him, feeling mixed emotions.

Think about how he, the great King Chen, traveled back and forth across tens of thousands of mountains for a woman.

The result was that the attempt was all in vain.

Fortunately, his subordinates reported that they had seen Liu Yaoyao in Prince Han's Mansion in the capital.

But the fact is, no matter how he searched Prince Han's Mansion, he never saw Liu Yaoyao.

He led his men to surround Prince Han's mansion, but Prince Han and his wife were arguing that they had never seen Liu Yaoyao, and that Liu Yaoyao had died in the fire in the palace.

The old emperor even ordered that he be punished by being confined in Chen Wang Mansion to reflect on his mistakes.

It really fits the saying "Love is deep and rainy, even the prince is ignorant".

Can’t find Liu Yaoyao?

He didn't believe it.

Humph, the old emperor wants him to admit defeat?

None of the doors!

If the word "give up" really existed in Ling Chenyu's dictionary, he should have changed his name to "Ling Chenseng" long ago!

But our gentleman is a notoriously stubborn and tough guy. Once he makes up his mind, even eight horses can't pull him back.

His explosive fighting power is standard.

But in this capital city where power struggles are intertwined, force alone is not enough, you also need brains.

But the current situation was like giving him a question that was beyond the syllabus, which made even this martial arts master feel troubled.

Although there are many experts around him, it is extremely difficult to protect himself in the palace where undercurrents are surging.

Especially when he thought of Liu Yaoyao, his heart ached.

That girl is smart and kind, so how come she became a thorn in the side of that bastard Ling Jinhan?

Maybe he had already sent her to the palace as a tribute, to prolong the life of the old emperor whose half body was almost buried in the ground.

When he thought of this, Ling Chenyu felt so angry that his teeth itched, and he kept chewing on the "magic water" in his mind.

I wish I were that bottle of water so I could drown the old emperor’s seven armies.

But impulse is the devil, Ling Chenyu knows this very well.

He forced himself to calm down and began to analyze the situation and make a plan.

First of all, ensure your own safety.

After all, the green hills are still there, so there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.

On the surface, he continued his "reflection behind closed doors", but in fact he was secretly deploying troops.

A large and impenetrable net has been set up, waiting for the beast who "delivers water" to fall into the trap.

At the same time, he did not forget to use his intelligence network to inquire about Liu Yaoyao's whereabouts.

He believed that as long as Liu Yaoyao was still alive, he would be able to find her, even if it meant turning the entire capital upside down.

However, recently in the capital, for some reason, people are not interested in making money or power, but only in drinking plum wine.

Although these gave Ling Chenyu a lot of convenience, he always felt something was wrong.

Holding a bottle of plum wine with an alluring amber luster, Ling Chenyu slowly paced in every corner of Yaoyao Residence.

There seemed to be a myriad of thoughts hidden in the steps, and every step was stepping on the gap in one's thoughts.

His brows were furrowed, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

No matter how sweet this plum wine is, it is not as sweet as the clear spring water that Yaoyao and I used to drink together.

No matter how strong the alcohol is, it can't make me drunk with my endless longing for her.

Outside Yaoyao Residence, Lin Nuoer stood like a tranquil landscape painting.

The maids' anxious urging was like the chirping of cicadas in summer, which was just background music to her.

The chess game in her mind had already been set up, and she was just waiting for the right moment to attack the enemy's heart in one fell swoop.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on her, as if even the sunlight was applauding her persistence, or perhaps mocking her for not knowing her own limitations.

Nowadays, infatuated people are always annoyed by heartless people. Is she asking for trouble?

Lin Nuoer muttered to herself, but her face remained expressionless, maintaining her gentle and lovely appearance.

Humph, no matter how good Liu Yaoyao is, she is nothing but a passing cloud.

This is a protracted battle, she will slowly wear you down. I don't believe she can't melt the tip of the iceberg of you.

Ling Chenyu finally stopped and stood in front of the window, looking out at the peach blossom forest that he and Yaoyao had admired together. Now the peach blossoms had faded, leaving only green leaves and shade.

"Yaoyao, where are you? Why did you leave me alone wandering in this world?"

He whispered softly, his voice full of loneliness and unwillingness.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it the unique fragrance of Lin Nuo'er, and it also seemed to touch a string in Ling Chenyu's heart.

He turned around suddenly and his eyes met the pair of expectant eyes outside the door.

Seeing this, Lin Nuoer quickly straightened her clothes, showed her most gentle smile, and slowly walked into the house.

It was as if every step was a carefully choreographed dance.

"Brother Chen, do you know how long I have been waiting for you?"

Lin Nuo'er's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, but it carried a firmness that could not be ignored.

Ling Chenyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"Nuo'er, why do you have to do this? I have a knot in my heart that time cannot untie."

Lin Nuoer didn't care and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Chenyu, do you know that everything in this world has an antidote? Your knot in your heart may be the antidote for me."

After saying that, she actually sat down next to Ling Chenyu, snatched the wine jug from his hand, raised her head and took a sip with great courage, and then burst into tears because of the spiciness.

Ling Chenyu sighed, then stood up and left.