In the dark dungeon, I sat on the cold stone bed and looked out the window. The night was like water. Wei Qing's face was full of worry and uneasiness, but he already had the bearing of a general, even though he was still young and just a guard.
[Master Han, you don't have to worry. Your Majesty has gone to seek help from the Queen Mother. You will be fine.
Is there any wine?
Ah? ?????? Yes, you wait.
After saying that, he ran out quickly.
The wine is rippling with attractive colors under the candlelight. It is my favorite wine from the Western Regions.
[Wei Qing, Yan would like to propose a drink to you.
[Wang Sun, aren't you worried?
Worry, is there any need to worry? My king wants to rule the world, right?
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