Pick up a princess to be your wife

It was the first time He Xianzhi had ever drunk wine from such a rough bowl, and it felt quite different.

Xiao Lan, standing to the side, held the wine bowl in front of her and stared blankly at He Xianzhi.

Is the sun rising in the west today? The young lady is actually willing to drink with these people?

Xiao Lan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then immediately frowned.

"Mianzhu? This is imperial wine, costing several thousand taels per pot. Where did you buy it?" Xiaolan asked in utter surprise.

She frowned not because the wine tasted bad, but because it was very expensive.

A pot costing several thousand taels was the price in the past, and only princes and nobles in the capital could afford it.

"Pfft~"

Li Tian, ​​who had just taken a sip of wine, spat it out as soon as he heard Xiao Lan's words.

Luckily he ducked quickly, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to eat this meal.

"Cough, cough, cough... How much per pot?" Li Tian's ears turned red from choking.

Just as Wang Xiulian picked up the wine pot to add more wine, her hand suddenly trembled.

A jug of wine costing several thousand taels? That's not something their family can afford!

“Three months ago, a pot of this cost about three thousand taels of silver. Now, even if you have the money, you can’t buy it,” Xiao Lan said.

"Erlang, where did you get so much silver?" Li Tian asked in surprise.

“Where he got so much money isn’t the point; the point is who he bought the Mianzhu wine from,” Xiaolan said.

All eyes turned to Li Mu.

“I bought it from Old Man Wang’s private workshop in the east of the city. People in Lingnan call this kind of wine ‘Tongshan Shao.’ It’s really not cheap. This pot of wine alone cost twenty taels. In the past, it would only cost two or three hundred coins.” Li Mu said as he picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

Then he feigned surprise and looked at Xiaolan: "What, the imperial wine you drank tastes exactly the same as the wine that ordinary people in Lingnan drink?"

"Huh?" Xiaolan was completely taken aback.

She took another bite, savoring it carefully.

The aroma of the food in my mouth made the fragrance of the wine even more intense.

She had a great fondness for wine, and in the past, the young lady would give her the wine she received from social engagements.

As a young lady, the wine she received as a gift was naturally not of inferior quality.

She had tasted all the famous and precious wines that were well-known in the Great Yan Dynasty.

“This taste is definitely from Mianzhu,” Xiaolan said.

Li Tian had just taken a sip when, perhaps startled by the price Xiao Lan mentioned, he quickly took another sip.

“It is indeed Tongshan Shao. In the entire Lingnan region, only the wine brewed by Old Man Wang has the most authentic taste. There’s no doubt about it.” Li Tian finally realized.

Xiao Lan was a little surprised and stared intently at the wine in the bowl.

The most common wine in Lingnan tastes exactly like the wine from Mianzhu?

"That scared me to death." Wang Xiulian breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out to be a false alarm.

Old Wang was her neighbor. Li Tian used to buy wine from him all the time, so it must be the right one.

"If Miss Xiaolan likes it, please have a couple more drinks," Li Mu said with a smile.

Xiao Lan took another sip and finally tasted something different. This liquor, called Tongshan Shao, seemed to be stronger than the one from Mianzhu.

He Xianzhi ignored the group's conversation and ate slowly by herself.

With just these three dishes and a soup, her elegant way of eating made it seem like she was enjoying a gourmet meal.

As for Xiao Lan, she wasn't as reserved as He Xianzhi.

He Xianzhi is rather thin, and Xiao Lan looks even more petite than He Xianzhi.

But her appetite is truly astonishing.

As a martial artist, her appetite was naturally much larger than that of ordinary people. She ate at least half of the food and rice by herself.

The food on the table was devoured by the five people.

Li Tian and Wang Xiulian got up to tidy up the table, and Li Mu boiled a pot of water. They each had a bowl and slowly drank it.

"With Young Master Li's skills, if he were to become a chef, he would definitely become the number one chef in the Great Yan Dynasty," Xiao Lan praised Li Mu.

"Miss Lan is too kind," Li Mu said with a faint smile.

“I’m not exaggerating at all, you really should consider it,” Xiaolan said.

In just one meal, all of Xiaolan's prejudices against Li Mu disappeared.

She never gave Li Mu a friendly look when she spoke to him before meals.

But now, he keeps calling Li Mu "Young Master," as if he's idolizing him.

"It's getting late, let's head back first," He Xianzhi said, standing up.

Li Mu immediately got up and escorted the master and servant to the courtyard.

Seeing He Xianzhi about to get into the carriage, he reached out and grabbed He Xianzhi's wrist as if possessed.

He Xianzhi instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but didn't.

She remained bent over, turned to look at Li Mu, and blushed.

"Miss He, are you satisfied with tonight's dinner?" Li Mu asked with a smile.

"Yes." He Xianzhi nodded nervously.

Li Mu's hand gently slid down and slowly grasped He Xianzhi's palm.

These delicate little hands are incredibly soft, as if made of water.

She wanted to pull her hand back; Li Mu was touching her inappropriately, what kind of behavior was that?

She struggled internally, but remained motionless for a long time.

Xiaolan was absolutely right; this guy really did have lustful thoughts about her, and he even dared to show it.

He Xianzhi was not a barren woman; she was in the prime of her youth. When a man held her hand, a light seemed to flash through her heart, which was then ignited into a raging fire.

In the darkness, Li Muna appeared slightly thin, and his handsome face, as if sculpted by a knife, seemed somewhat effeminate.

She used to think Li Mu was just average-looking, but now she realizes that he has a very appealing and attractive quality.

"Young Master Li, I should go now," He Xianzhi said, blushing.

"I'll invite Miss He again next time," Li Mu said with a smile.

"Yes." He Xianzhi nodded.

Li Mu slowly slid He Xianzhi's fingers down, and then the latter climbed into the carriage.

"Goodbye, Young Master Li." Xiao Lan greeted him and drove the carriage away.

At this moment, He Xianzhi's little head popped out of the carriage, glanced back at Li Mu who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, and saw Li Mu waving at her. She smiled and shrank back inside.

Sitting in the carriage, He Xianzhi felt a little deer running wild in her heart.

It was obvious that Li Mu had fallen for her.

But how should she deal with it?

If Li Mu were to propose to her, should she accept or reject him?

If she agreed, her father would definitely not agree, because Li Mu's background was too humble.

But if she refuses, wouldn't she miss out on a good man?

Should she overcome societal prejudices and bravely accept the choice she makes in her heart?