"The dew is sparse and hard to collect, it took a great deal of effort to brew just four jars, and our ancestors couldn't bear to drink it all; each Emperor, during their reign, drank only one pot, and I don't plan on making an exception!"
Cai Wei looked at her cup that she had emptied in one gulp and said regretfully, "Oh, it's so precious. No wonder you didn't bring out this century-old osmanthus brew for our grand wedding. But now, I drank it all in one gulp without savoring it properly, isn't that a pity?"
Nangong Yi poured her another cup and said, "Take your time with this one, savor it as it goes down."
"Mhm!"
Cai Wei nodded solemnly, cradling the pure and clear cup of century-old osmanthus brew, tasting it little by little.
Instantly, her mouth was filled with a lingering, mellow fragrance and a deep, lingering aftertaste...
