Yan Wanqing was suddenly made to drink without warning, the spicy liquid flowing down her throat, warming her up from the inside.
She naturally took the wine jug from his hand and started to drink.
"Good wine!"
It was smooth on the palate, spicy at first but then mellow, with a faint scent of osmanthus.
"This wine is a private reserve of the City Lord, not usually spared for casual drinking. Today, with the great victory we've had, it's finally put to good use." The butler, who had just come up with a tray, said happily.
Yan Wanqing looked at Ji Yuntai: "Why does this wine have a hint of osmanthus? There are clearly no osmanthus trees in Xiliang City."
Ji Yuntai's gaze met the butler's in the air for a moment, then quickly landed on the inquiring Yan Wanqing: "To report to Commander Yan, this is osmanthus honey taken from home, prepared according to a secret recipe by my mother. A little was added when brewing the wine, which is why it has the fragrance of osmanthus."
