"Dad, do you think my sister wants to argue with me about a small purse?"
Yu Chutian covered her lips and smiled meaningfully.
"My sister's stitching skills are always better than mine. Why do you need to learn embroidery skills from me? My sister definitely doesn't want my father to accept the gift from my daughter."
After Yu Song heard this, he said to Yu Weiyin: "Yinyin, this is your sister's wish, so don't argue with her."
As he spoke, he hung the lavender satin money bag on his waist as if nothing had happened.
Yu Chutian looked back and smiled proudly at Yu Weiyin.
Yu Weiyin, you want to fight with me, this time, I will fight until you don’t even know how you died!
Yu Weiyin lowered her eyes, suppressing the dense worries and slight uneasiness in her heart. She vaguely felt that Yu Chutian and others seemed to be brewing one plot after another, trying to lure her into jumping down.
What's deplorable is that it's hard for her to figure out the conspiracy behind it at this time.
My forehead ached slightly, and an unspeakable fatigue surged from my heart.
The Japanese-Chinese Guining Banquet was held in the main hall of Liusongyuan. On the large round table with black lacquer, gold and colorful paintings and carvings, a roasted pig, two boxes of wedding cakes, a pair of wine, a pair of roasted chickens, lettuce, and two fruits and vegetables were prepared.
Plate, arranged sumptuously and neatly.
The breeze blows gently, the aroma of wine makes you slightly drunk, and the green pine trees rustle outside the window, bringing with it a long and lingering sound.
This was supposed to be a nice day that made people feel relaxed and happy, but at this moment Yu Weiyin felt like he couldn't breathe.
During the dinner, Zhao Wushan changed his tune.
He knelt down and saluted Yu Song and Mrs. Liang. After expressing his gratitude, he changed his words affectionately and called Yu Song his father and Mrs. Liang his mother. He also bowed his hands to Yu Weiyin and called her aunt again and again.
Yu Weiyin didn't know what they wanted, but soldiers came to block them and water came to cover them. Since they called her aunt, she responded and called her brother-in-law.
"Father, mother, husband has prepared gifts for everyone."
Yu Chutian smiled sweetly and glanced at Zhao Wushan.
Yu Song raised her eyebrows slightly, with a look of relief in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Chu Tian, you have prepared enough gifts for us today, and now there are still gifts, which surprises dad!"
"It is my son-in-law's honor to make dad happy!"
Zhao Wushan's fair face burst into joy, and he held on to the wine bottle and diligently poured wine for everyone one by one.
The crystal clear crystal cup soon took on a deep grape purple color.
The color was deep and beautiful, like purple cloud brocade, attracting everyone's attention. Yu Song couldn't help but praise it.
"It's purple wine! Rumor has it that it's the royal wine today. It's very precious!"
"Dad, Mom, my son-in-law spent a lot of effort to buy this from a good friend. He only got two small pots, and they are specially presented to his parents and eldest sister. This wine is made from mulberries produced in the hot fields of the Western Regions.
Pounded and fried, it is brewed from koji rice as usual. It has the functions of nourishing blood and nourishing yin, producing body fluids and quenching thirst, and moisturizing dry intestines."
"Wu Shan, this is really costing you too much!"
Purple wine is precious and rare, so it will definitely cost the young couple a lot. Thinking of this, Yu Song was filled with emotion in her heart, "Chu Tian, Wu Shan, you are really thoughtful!"
Seeing that her father was in a happy mood, Yu Chutian answered more and more affectionately: "Dad, this is nothing. Please try the taste of this wine and see if it suits your taste."
When Yu Song heard this, he laughed.
"I heard that purple wine is the royal wine drunk by the emperor. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to find it! If I am still picky, wouldn't I be too arrogant?"
After saying that, he held the crystal cup and took a sip gently, with a happy smile on his face, "This wine is very sweet, it is really good wine! You guys should try it too!"
Because it was the first time he tasted purple wine, Yu Song couldn't help but drink two more glasses.
Yu Weiyin did not touch the glass for the time being. She was silently observing the expressions of Liang and others. She felt even more uneasy and said, "Dad, drinking too much wine can be harmful to your health. Don't be greedy."
Yu Song smiled and said: "Dad seldom drinks alcohol on weekdays. Today is the day when your sister dies. It doesn't hurt to drink two more drinks."
Yu Chutian glanced at the full bottle of purple wine in front of Yu Weiyin, and smiled particularly happily.
"Sister, dad said this is good wine, why don't you try it? Is it possible that my sister is still worried about what happened to her in the past?"
Zhao Wushan also advised: "Yes, auntie! Today is a good day in Guining. You must be a little drunk, it should be a good sign."
Yu Weiyin pursed his lips and said nothing, silently picked up the cup, put it between his nose and sniffed it gently.
The deep sweetness is indeed the taste of ripe mulberries, but is there really nothing wrong with this wine?
She always felt that something was wrong.
He was making a gesture, and was about to drink the wine from the glass, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of joy flashing in the eyes of Yu Chutian and Zhao Wushan.
The glass she was holding shook unexpectedly, and just as she was about to drop the glass, a pair of hands suddenly came forward, pressed her wrists violently, and held the wine tightly for her.
Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked at the person in front of him coldly, with a hint of coldness on his lips.
"What? My sister wants to feed me wine herself?"
Yu Chutian relaxed her grip, took a step back, and with a gentle smile on her face, explained: "No, I just saw that my sister's hand seemed a little unsteady, and she was worried that her sister would spill such precious purple wine, so she came to help.
Please help me, sister, please don’t be angry."
There was overwhelming anger in my heart, but my face remained calm.
"Then... I'm really grateful to my sister."
Yu Weiyin held the crystal cup in his hand and was sure that the wine was not that simple.
But now, it was as if Yu Chutian was being roasted on the fire, and she felt like she was riding a tiger. Did she really want to drink it?
A cold voice interrupted her meditation.
"Miss, if you feel unwell, why don't you let Mo Dai drink the wine from the glass?" Shao Mo didn't know when, but he had walked to her side from the side of the corner, his cold and handsome face was expressionless, but his lowered eyes were filled with emotion.
, it’s already very cold.
Standing in the dark, he had already seen her difficulty, and he could clearly see Yu Chutian and others' secret pressure.
At this time, he only hated that he was so humble and powerless that he could not give an order to kill the wolf, tiger and leopard next to her with his sword! He was so hurt and worried that even the hand holding the sword felt faint.
There are knots of blue veins.
Yu Chutian snorted coldly, couldn't help but sneered, and turned to look at Yu Song.
"Dad, do you think this is so interesting? My daughter was persuading her sister to try this precious purple wine. The guards beside her came out without being summoned, as if her daughter was murdering her sister with poisoned wine. This is really an unjust killing! If my sister is
If you don’t want to give face or drink the wine in the glass, just say it straight away, there’s no need to act with your subordinates and deliberately embarrass your daughter!”
Yu Weiyin's heart was so aroused that he was divided into five parts.
She held the crystal cup tightly, her jade-like fingers turning slightly white...