Speaking of which, the seriousness of San Yi's illness cannot be separated from Sang Lanyun.
Since San Yi's first illness ten years ago, he has been indifferent every time he watched San Yi go crazy and collapse, and even silently waited for her to accumulate hatred so that she could be used by him and become his helper...
But she didn't expect that San Yi's hatred would actually give birth to another personality in her body.
Things have come to this, and even now, especially after knowing all the truth, what qualifications and dignity does he have to "recognize" the daughter of Sang Ling?
He didn't!
He is not qualified!
He doesn't deserve to be a father!
Not even worthy of being a senior brother!
Sang Lanyun closed her eyes silently: "I'm sorry..."
Han Zhan thought he was lamenting something, so he suddenly stood up, walked to a big tree in front of the yard, and squatted down.
Then he quickly dug out two jars of wine.
"Quick! Take advantage of the fact that that kid has no skills at all...come and have a try! I've already paid attention to this, hehehe!"
Sang Lanyun's sadness was suddenly interrupted. He looked at Han Zhan in shock: "This is... why do you know there is wine buried here?"
It’s just that the wine jar looks a little different, it doesn’t look like the products from the wineries in Zhaodu City.#@$&
Han Zhan shook his head proudly: "Hey, the Prince of Shang jumped out with great fanfare and rescued the princess on the first day he returned to the imperial capital. Naturally, he will be remembered by the king, and then he frequently protected the princess at palace banquets. Tsk, how could he not?
Check him?"
"You brat still thinks that no one knows about buying this house, but he doesn't know that every move is already under the king's nose!"
"Not to mention these, what's even more disgusting is that this brat - do you know what kind of wine he buried?"
Sang Lanyun looked confused when she heard this: "What kind of wine?"
Han Zhan clicked his tongue and said: "According to Ye Xiao's news report, when he buried the jar a few months ago, he said that this was the daughter's red he would use when he married the princess in the future. What else is it called Super Feitian Moutai..."%&(&
"Ah, at that time, Shang Hou had not even discussed their marriage with the Queen Mother and the Emperor. Do you think this brat had ulterior motives and had evil motives and came to the princess from the beginning?"
As he spoke, he opened the wine jar with his palm, and suddenly the whole house was filled with the aroma of wine, and it even felt like it could spread outside the house.
“…it smells really good!”
Sang Lanyun's eyes brightened slightly, and the gloom in her heart was half gone: "In that case, I'll try it first!"
The wine that can be chosen as Nuerhong's wine is not too bad.
What's more, it was Shang Shizi who chose it so carefully.
She couldn't wait to take a sip of the wine into her throat, and all the depression in her heart instantly dissipated. Sang Lanyun couldn't help but take another sip: "This - this wine should only be found in heaven!"
He simply couldn't find any more words to express the feeling of the wine entering his throat.
Moreover, unlike all the wines he had drunk before, which would have a hint of sourness no matter how fermented and purified they were, this Maotai wine did not have any peculiar smell at all.
But under the darkness, you can still clearly see that the wine is so transparent and pure that there is no impurity at all!
Simply the best wine ever!
Han Zhan took another deep breath of the aroma of Sang Lanyun's wine before reluctantly slapping the jar of wine away from his hand.
He took a sip lightly, and then said with regret: "If I had known, I should have sent someone to follow him every day!"
"It is said that the boy has buried a lot of wine like this all over Zhaodu City. He also said that on the wedding day, he will tell the whole city where all the wine is buried in Zhaodu City, so that everyone in Zhaodu City can share it.