princess from the underworld

Chapter 35 text 36
She raised her breath again to the second floor, and the person behind the curtain was still lying on her side. Ziyan poured her inner strength into the wine glass and threw it forward flatly. Still not moving, the dazed figure stretched out a hand, and gently caught it. The take away dispelled the strong inertia, and he tasted good wine, "The good wine this beauty gave is fragrant, and thank you for the girl's gift." Reward, let's see what I have done wrongly, making a fool of myself—" He stood up, his figure looming behind the curtain, swaying his wolf hair so unrestrainedly!It was straight, a piece of paper flew straight out, so powerful, a piece of paper was in his hand, it might also be a sharp weapon, Zi Yan raised it and grabbed it:
Divine Comedy Qingzhuo wine, deep and light peony flowers.Young people want to drink with each other, but this joy can still end? It is not necessary to realize the flails when you sink into the machine to create a divine realm.

Blush and return to childlike appearance, safe use to become cinnabar?Liu Ling called wine virtue, but not many good ones.May you listen to this song, and I will do my best.

One cup is good for color, ten cups is more courageous.If you are half drunk, you will be self-indulgent, and if you are drunk, you will return to Taihe.It's really fun to get drunk together, and sing chaotically.

Drunk alone is also interesting, but I have nothing to do with him.Under the drunk light of the beauty, there are horizontal waves flowing left and right.Wang Sun was drunk on the bed and fell asleep upside down.

Your Majesty persuades me to get drunk, how about persuading me to get drunk?
Ziyan really admires the talent of the ancients for expressing their words. As for literature, she can at most buy the poems and songs she has memorized over the years in modern times.

"Good! Your work is worthy of being one of the four masters of Baifeng!" She is selling it now, and she still doesn't know what the four masters of Baifeng are. It should be a good name.The eyes of the people downstairs were blurred. They looked at Ziyan, as if she was going to make some joke, and curled their lips indifferently.

"Thank you girl." Wenhan said.

"Then I should also have a song for you, sir." She picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp. When it comes to wine, isn't our Poet Fairy Boss Li the first thing that comes to mind?Pick any one, which one is not amazing?She thinks that even if she plagiarizes the results of his labor, it is not plagiarism. Isn't it said that stealing books is not plagiarism?She also made his works widely circulated here, and she felt at ease after thinking about it. (What a powerful reason)
"Don't you see the water of the Jin River coming up from the sky.

Running to the sea will not return.

Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair.

The morning is like a green silk, and the evening turns into snow.

Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Don't make Jinzun empty to the moon.

I was born to be useful.

The daughter is gone and come back.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure.

You will have to drink three hundred cups. "

"Kang Dang—" Someone's wine glass fell to the ground, and she curled her mouth. There is no Yellow River here, only a Jin River similar to the Yellow River, so I had to change the content of the poem.The people watching behind the curtain also moved a little, poured a glass again, and sipped it lightly.

"Master Cen.

Dan Qiusheng.

Will be drinking.

Don't stop.

A song with Junge.

Please listen carefully for me.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive.

I hope I will not wake up after being drunk.

The sages of ancient times are all lonely.

Only the drinker keeps his name.

In the old days, King Yi had a feast of banquets. (The original sentence is: King Chen feasted on Pingle in the old days. But there is no King Chen in Baifeng Continent, but there is the No. 20th generation king of Fan Kingdom who behaves similarly to King Chen——Wang Yi)
Doujiu is full of joy and banter.

Why does the owner say less money.

The path must be sold to the king.

streaky horse.

Qianjinqiu.

Hu'er will exchange fine wine.

Let me sell the eternal sorrow with you! "

Not even daring to exhale, she smiled triumphantly, the effect was exactly what she wanted, no one dared to speak, think about it, is this level of talent comparable to yours?

(End of this chapter)