The Lin Family's Son-in-Law Is Actually the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom!

The glass bells gleam, the amber wine glows, and drops from the small cask shine red as pearls.

Dragon and phoenix are roasted, jade-white fat sizzling, while fragrant breezes fill the curtained, embroidered pavilion.

Dragon flutes play and alligator-skin drums pound; gleaming teeth sing as slender waists dance.

And now, as spring draws to a close, peach blossoms fall in a shower of red.

I urge you to drink yourself senseless all day long, for wine cannot reach the soil atop Liu Ling's grave.