Xiao Lang Is Drunk on the Street

When he first met her, it was just after the autumnal equinox. His eyebrows were frivolous, while hers were clear. He said: "When I meet you, I feel like I have drunk sweet-scented osmanthus wine. If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk." He was willing to give up everything for her, even the throne. He said: "You were originally a pawn I used to suppress the Chu family, but now, I only want you to become my wife." On the wedding night, with the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus brewing all over his body, he lifted her hijab and whispered in her ear: "I heard that this girl is good at running a family. I would like to hear the details for the rest of my life." The first time I met him, it was just summer. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and she smiled softly. For him, she was willing to forget everything, even going home. She said: "If we didn't have a destiny in the previous life, we will have to rekindle our vows in the next life." On their wedding night, with a sweet smell all over her body, she sat obediently on the edge of the bed, leaned close to his ear and whispered in his ear: "I heard that the young master is a good steward of the family. Please give me your advice for the rest of my life."