"I should have prepared sour plums." Why didn't she think of this? When Xiahou Xiyue heard the sour plums, her mouth was filled with saliva and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Give it to me." Duanmu Xiu opened all the packages of plum blossoms and sent them to Xiahou Xiyue: "Wife, try it and see which one you like. I'll tell the servant to buy one for you.
