Chapter 575: The Wind Rises (2)_1
fɾēewebnσveℓ.com This statement was exceedingly clever. Without a single word of overt flattery, yet each sentence subtly implied a relationship of paternal affection and filial piety between Emperor Huian and Chu Heng.
Sure enough, Emperor Huian’s Dragon Face lit up with great joy, and his gaze toward Chu Heng became even more tender, "Since it is good for Hengheng’s health, your father will drink this cup, and the rest you should keep for yourself to drink!"
Chu Heng smiled, saying nothing.
Looking at his son’s gaunt cheeks, almost devoid of any flesh, Emperor Huian sighed heavily in his heart, his gaze filled with affection tinged with a touch of guilt. Unable to refuse his son’s filial intent, he picked up the cup and took a sip.
As soon as the wine entered his mouth, the taste was not particularly exceptional, but the moment the liquid passed his throat, the subtlety of the wine became apparent, causing Emperor Huian’s eyes to brighten, and he unreservedly praised, "Not bad, indeed this is a rare and exceptional wine!"
Among those present, there were no few wine connoisseurs, all of whom were already curious about the uniquely colored grape wine. Now, with the monarch praising it effusively, it stirred up even greater desire in their bellies to taste it. Moreover, the wine was beneficial for one’s health; not being able to taste it personally would be a great regret in life.
However, there were only two small jars of this wine in the Crown Prince’s hands, and with Emperor Huian’s words, none of them dared to ask Chu Heng for a drink. But then, wasn’t the wine a gift from Young Master Yan to the Crown Prince? They thought to themselves that they could privately ask Young Master Yan later, surely there would be a chance to taste this exquisite wine!
Listening to those whispers, Chu Heng, having achieved his goal, left the grape wine on the Imperial Case and returned to his own table. He poured himself a cup of grape wine and leisurely savored it, the fragrance of the wine making the royals and wine-loving ministers swallow hard with envy.