"If we take small sips, we won't be able to taste the mallowness of this snow brew." Empress Xiande smiled and said, "You have to drink it in big mouthfuls."
"Did you drink like this in the past?" Emperor Yong Le frowned. "How inappropriate."
"No one is watching when I drink. Why should I care?" Empress Xiande raised the wine jar and poured wine for Emperor Yong Le.
Emperor Yong Le wanted to say something, but he hesitated. He looked at Empress Xiande deeply and fell silent.
Empress Xiande made snow brew every year, but this was the first time Emperor Yong Le drank it with her. All these years, she had been making tea alone, brewing wine alone, and living cautiously in the harem. She did a good job as the empress, but people almost forgot that she was just a woman and would be lonely. Most of the time, she could only endure the bitterness of a lonely life.
