The most unlucky thing that happened to Shen Zhijiang in her life was that as a concubine, she was pushed out by her eldest sister to marry her. Destination: the grassland beyond the Great Wall filled with yellow sand. Husband: The enemy king who is rumored to drink blood and has a violent temper. Everyone was waiting to see her joke about dying in a foreign land. In order to survive, Shen Zhiniang picked up his old profession in his previous life - wine making. She never expected that her cheap husband, the bravest wolf on the grassland, would turn out to be a weirdo who didn't like meat and only loved drinking. Moreover, the quality of the wine was so bad that she poured it down as soon as she drank it. When she fell, she hugged her thigh and called "sister". Shen Zhiniang:? Get it you! From then on, the prince, who was decisive in killing people outside, became a follower and a professional drunkard when he returned home. "Sister, why is this wine so sweet?" "Sister, this fruit wine has so much stamina that it makes me dizzy." "Sister, they are all afraid of me, but you are not. You must be a gift from God." Shen Zhinang used him as a guinea pig to experiment with various new wines, while using his status as a "wine slave" to establish his own business territory outside the Great Wall, and he was living a prosperous life. She thought she was dealing with a prairie wolf dog that could be used by her once it was matured. Three years later, she was full-fledged and led her troops to conquer the capital, preparing to bring down the aloof emperor and become the queen mother herself. Until she saw that familiar face on the dragon chair. The man lost his pretense of honesty, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he slowly poured himself a cup of "Lovesickness" that she brewed with her own hands. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth that she had never seen before: "Sister,
