Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

As soon as Yun Shengfang returned to his room, he realized that it would be nice if he brought back a jug of wine.

Thinking of her, he wanted to go get the wine, but when he turned around, Yun Sheng paused indistinctly.

She turned around again and walked towards the second floor.

His moccasin boots were on the wooden floor, making a slight hollow sound.

When Yun Sheng came to the second floor, he didn't see her lighting a candle, so he just walked towards the small balcony.

Raising her plain hand, the wooden door was pushed open with a "slap", and then the dagger at her waist was unsheathed.

Only under the cold moonlight, when the quaint dagger was swung with a sword wind, it rested on the neck of the man outside the door.

The person held by the short sword hurriedly said, "It's me, it's me."

Hearing the voice, and seeing the face of the person coming by the moonlight, Yun Sheng just sighed helplessly and withdrew the dagger.

"Isn't there a banquet in the palace today, and it ended so early?" Yun Sheng asked.

The person who came was the third prince whom Bai Ri had just met, Wu Yin.

Wuyin didn't answer Yun Sheng's question, but said with lingering fear: "You almost killed me just now,"

Yun Sheng put the dagger back into its scabbard, but smiled lightly: "Aren't you still doing well now, and besides, you came outside my room in the middle of the night and didn't make a sound, but you still blame me?"

Even though the third prince Wuyin had always boasted of his eloquence, every time he saw this young lady of the Bai family, he felt that he couldn't speak or fight.

The third prince knew that he couldn't talk about Yun Sheng, so he didn't make further theories.

Instead, he pointed to the two jugs on the fence beside him: "How about it, I'll think of you when I have good wine, isn't it interesting?"

Just now, Yun Sheng was thinking that it would be great if he brought a jug of wine back to his room, but by coincidence, someone brought it right now.

She stepped forward with a smile, picked up one of the pots, shook it lightly, and suddenly a faint fruity fragrance wafted out.

Yun Sheng asked in surprise, "Wine?"

Wu Yin picked up another jug, wanting to show off in front of Yun Sheng, but he didn't want Yun Sheng to know this kind of wine.

So Wuyin asked her: "Do you know this wine? This is the tribute wine that the vassal state pays tribute to. There is only so much every year, and ordinary ministers can't drink it."

Yun Sheng was not interested in listening to the talk about tribute wine or not, but she had never drank this wine since she came here.

This time I saw him suddenly, but there was a kind of trance, back to modern times, drinking with Leng Yan in the bar every now and then.

As Wuyin spoke, he took out two jade cups out of nowhere, and said to Yun Sheng, "This kind of jade cup is the most delicious way to drink this wine."

With that said, Wu Yin poured a cup for Yun Sheng and himself.

Yun Sheng took the jade cup, shook it gently, and the aroma of the wine rushed into his nostrils.

She took a sip, feeling nostalgic.

Seeing that Yun Sheng liked this kind of wine very much, Wu Yin couldn't help laughing and said, "How about it, isn't it good?"

Yun Sheng smiled and nodded.

Taking another sip of the wine, Yun Sheng looked at the bright moon reflected in the green lake opposite, and said casually: "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, call it immediately. Lord Mo Xiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

Yun Sheng had a rare drink of this wine in ancient times, and then remembered this Liangzhou Ci written by Wang Han.

But Wuyin who was at the side, when he heard these lines of poems read by Yun Sheng, he exclaimed in admiration: "I never thought that your daughter's family would have such lofty ambitions. It made me only play around all day long." As a man, I can't help but feel ashamed.",