Actually, you can't blame her.
She only had a limited understanding, and had to disguise her identity without speaking the truth.
So she stammered and couldn't explain clearly.
In the end, she simply tossed her head and said directly.
"Emperor, anyway, this is a kind of flower specially used for brewing!"
"This wine is called beer!"
"If you haven't heard of it, just assume it's something I invented myself!"
Xia Ruqing hugged his arm and smiled coyly.
Zhao Junyao coughed lightly, feeling helpless.
"I don't mind, as long as you like it!"
After speaking, he casually took the cup she handed over and took another sip.
Hmm, it seems... there's something about it.
He took a second sip because, after the first taste, there was a hint of sweetness lingering in the aftertaste.
It was just like Qingqing said, bitter first and then sweet.
Very different from the usually spicy wines he drank.
