Xia Ruqing: "..."
Last time? Which time was the last time? She had no memory of it at all! She had been making this grape wine for more than two years, storing it away, and rarely thought about it. It had only been brought out a few times during the holidays to drink. She had also given some to Xiao Xizi and the others. Over time, this was all that remained. Unexpectedly, the Emperor guessed it right away. He actually remembered the grape wine she made! Could his memory be any more unbelievable?! Completely defeated, she conceded!
Xia Ruqing felt a bit bored and pouted as she opened the clay jar and poured him a cup. "There's only this much left!"
Zhao Junyao found it a little amusing. He took a sip from the cup, squinted to savor it, and then smiled, saying, "The wine now is much better than it was over two years ago. After all... only by treasuring it can you get good wine!"
Xia Ruqing's eyes lit up. "Really? It's good?"
"But... it's gone! There's only this much left!"
