During this period, Linghu Lan went door-to-door delivering wine to the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles, personally pouring the wine and calling it "blessing wine," which would bring good fortune to men who drank it.

Very few people would refuse good luck.

Most of them can accept it readily.

In particular, the saying "three men make a tiger" applies here; the establishment of Linghu Lan's wine in Beijing created a new fashion trend, and it became almost a consensus that drinking her wine had miraculous effects.

Some people suddenly recovered.

Some people suddenly have good luck.

Some people even recovered from long-standing illnesses.

The only downside is that the effects of alcohol vary from person to person.

Linghu Lan was also helpless about this. She wasn't always lucky enough to draw good items, so she just had to accept whatever came her way.

What kind of wine will appear...?

It all depends on the system! →_→

The system retorted: Don't try to shift the blame, I won't take the fall!

Finding Wei Tang was like searching for a needle in a haystack; she could only resort to brute force.

Her husband was mentally challenged, so she couldn't possibly expect him to come looking for her. She had no choice but to fend for herself and walk right into his trap.

It must be said that Wei Tang must have saved the world several lifetimes to have such a devoted woman by his side.

Thinking about it this way, Wei Tang realized he owed himself a lot.

How many times do I need to have sex to pay it off?

Heheda System: Not only are your values ​​shattered, but your appearance is also shattered. I'll just look and not say anything.

Linghu Lan: I know you're trying hard to find the right words to praise me. Thank you for the compliment, now you may leave!

...

It's late at night.

His Majesty the Emperor was still reading the memorials.

Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs—everything brings worries.

He looked up and spaced out for a moment.

The Grand Eunuch Li Zhengde, observing the situation, said, "Your Majesty, a new peach blossom wine has been introduced to the palace. The ladies of the various palaces all enjoy drinking some, saying it has miraculous effects. Consort An of Ruian Palace, who used to be unable to walk, can now walk around after drinking the wine. I saw it with my own eyes, and her complexion has indeed improved a lot. Your Majesty has been coughing frequently lately. Why not have a cup? Perhaps it will stop your coughing?"

Emperor Renzong ignored it.

After a long pause, he finally asked, "Tell me, is what Seventh Brother said true or false?"

Li Zhengde was clever and quick-witted, and naturally knew that Emperor Renzong was referring to the events at the Seventh Prince's birthday banquet. He smiled and said, "The father is the head of the family, and the Seventh Prince is known throughout the world for his benevolence and filial piety. He must be thinking of Your Majesty."

Emperor Renzong smiled.

He waved his hand and said, "For Qixi Festival, let's use those wines to entertain them."

Li Zhengde nodded and did not try to persuade Emperor Renzong any further.

He had followed Emperor Renzong since he was a prince, so he naturally understood his intentions: that wine was just a clever trick and would not meet His Majesty's approval.

Qixi Festival.

A grand banquet was indeed held in the palace.

His Majesty Emperor Renzong and all members of the imperial family were present.

Peach blossom wine is a drink enjoyed by everyone.

When the palace maids poured wine, Emperor Renzong waved his hand and refused, opting instead for his usual Liuxiangchun wine.

Peach blossom wine?

A woman's wine is unlikely to achieve great things!

Many of those present had tasted peach blossom wine, but the wine served to the emperor was naturally different.

After drinking it, everyone naturally praised it.

Truth and falsehood intertwined, falsehood and truth intertwined.

Of those present, only King Mu Xingzhi of Chu smacked his lips, remaining noncommittal.

This wine has no flavor!

Miraculous effect? ​​What a joke!

...

Inside the shop.

Linghu Lan sat by the candlelight, lost in thought. She had spent all her points and a great deal of effort acquiring this batch of wine; would it even be of any use…?

All we can do is try our best and leave the rest to fate!

finally……

A man came in, gave her a note, and then turned and left.

The note read: Everyone praised it highly, saying they couldn't stop praising it.

When Linghu Lan saw it, her heart seemed to be paused for a moment.

The worst has happened.

That hurts, bro!

She angrily tore up the note.

wipe!

Screw fate.

My sister is extremely unwilling to accept her fate and extremely unwilling to admit defeat!