Chapter 570: Life is bitter, it doesn't matter! Xuanyuan Jingcheng: Killing you... is enough!

Liyang! Jiangdong Xuanyuan! Mount Hui!

"This... really just for wine?!"

Seeing Li Zhangsheng and the other three who had already disappeared, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Chi Lianxia, the mother and daughter, were completely silent, and vaguely, there was a trace of being at a loss.

"Mother! Let's go! Let's go to the Great Snow Terrace together!"

"Although I don't know if what that young man said is true or false! Perhaps... father can really kill the Patriarch."

A moment later, Xuanyuan Qingfeng raised her head again, looked at Chi Lianxia, and persuaded.

"If you don't go, I won't go either!"

"I won't let mother... commit suicide!"

Before Chi Lianxia could reply, Xuanyuan Qingfeng spoke again.

She finally understood what that young man meant. Although Xuanyuan Qingfeng was very suspicious of the young man's words, in order to prevent any accidents, she still decided to keep an eye on her mother.

Either go to the Great Snow Terrace together, or stay here together.

She, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, would absolutely not let her mother be alone.

"This... okay!"

Chi Lianxia opened her mouth, and the words she originally wanted to let Xuanyuan Qingfeng leave alone were instantly swallowed back.

She didn't know how that young man guessed that she would choose to commit suicide... but now it seemed that she could only give up.

However... giving up now is giving up! It's not like there won't be opportunities in the future.

She could always find an opportunity.

Chi Lianxia thought this way.

Guniu Ridge, Great Snow Terrace, above the void.

"You went down just for this... wine?!"

"What kind of wine is this?! Is it that good to drink?!"

Huang Rong looked at Li Zhangsheng curiously.

She thought Li Zhangsheng was going down to do something, but it turned out it was for this wine!

She hadn't seen that Li Zhangsheng was such a person who loved wine before!

"This wine is called 'Dangui'! It has the meaning of bitterness coming to an end and sweetness beginning!"

"It is brewed with Mount Hui's old tea leaves picked before the rains, and osmanthus flowers picked every Mid-Autumn Festival."

"This wine is golden and transparent, with a slight greenish tint. It not only has the fragrance of wine, but also the fragrance of tea and osmanthus!"

"It tastes slightly bitter at the entrance, but after tasting it carefully, it feels sweet and long-lasting, with an endless aftertaste!"

Li Zhangsheng spoke while picking up a jar of wine and opening it. He opened his mouth wide, and the wine in the jar was like a crystal clear long river, falling into his mouth, leaving a faint aftertaste.

This was brewed by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, three jars every year, two jars sent to the courtyard, and he only kept one jar for himself.

So, his wine was never enough to drink, but the wine here was never drunk. Year after year, the wine jars here became more and more numerous, and the fragrance of the wine became more and more mellow.

This was Li Zhangsheng; otherwise, if one didn't look carefully, no one would think that the pile of dirt was actually jar after jar of fine wine.

It was also because of the bitterness in the Dangui wine that he gave people the impression of being a strange person.

"Really?!"

"I want to drink it too!"

Huang Rong became interested as soon as she heard it.

Li Zhangsheng did not stop her. He waved his large sleeve, and a light flowed between his eyebrows. A jar of Dangui wine appeared in front of Huang Rong.

"Does Zhenzhen want to drink it?!"

Li Zhangsheng looked at Wei Zhenzhen again.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Wei Zhenzhen's eyes were bright, looking at this jar of Dangui wine, and she was also a bit curious in her heart, wanting to taste it.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Li Zhangsheng's heart moved, and he opened the mud seal of the jar. A rich yet slightly bitter fragrance of wine drifted over.

The wine was crystal clear, golden and transparent, yet carried a layer of greenish tint, turning into a water ball, appearing in front of Huang Rong and Wei Zhenzhen respectively.

Huang Rong and Wei Zhenzhen did not hesitate, gently extended their small and smooth tongues, and took a sip.

"So bitter!"

"Hiss!"

Huang Rong and Wei Zhenzhen's faces instantly scrunched up, forming a "distressed" expression, as if they had truly been made bitter by the angelica wine.

But not long after, a trace of sweetness appeared in their mouths, making Huang Rong and Wei Zhenzhen smack their lips, seemingly having an endless aftertaste.

"Osmanthus wine, Dangui wine, this wine is bitter first and sweet later, with a long aftertaste!"

"What's even rarer is that this wine gives me a kind of..."

Huang Rong closed her eyes slightly, as if she were immersed in the aftertaste of the Dangui wine, spoke softly, her expression thoughtful, and there was an inexplicable feeling.

"Is it that you felt a... sincere heart?"

Just then, Li Zhangsheng suddenly spoke.

"Eh?! Yes, yes, yes! That's... exactly it!"

Huang Rong opened her eyes, her eyes brightened, and she nodded frantically, very much agreeing with Li Zhangsheng's words.

Wei Zhenzhen was also like this, blinking her eyes, just looking at Li Zhangsheng with surprise: The Young Master seems to know everything!

"Life is bitter, it doesn't matter; a good person returning is good!"

"This is... Xuanyuan Jingcheng's most sincere heart!"

Li Zhangsheng spoke slowly, shook his head, sighed faintly, and did not say more.

"Life is bitter, it doesn't matter; a good person returning... is good?!"

Huang Rong's tone was deep, and in her eyes, she seemed to see a young scholar looking into the distance, full of endless expectation and hope.

"The wine is good wine! It's a pity... such fine wine has been covered in dust for decades, wasting Xuanyuan Jingcheng's painstaking efforts and sincerity."

"Perhaps Xuanyuan Jingcheng finds it sweet as honey!" ===== CHAPTER 572 =====