Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Half a month later, Mo City, a small tavern.

Gu Panxia and his entourage almost filled the small tavern owned by Mr. Jiu.

Several kinds of wine were placed on the table. At this time, the aroma of the wine was fragrant and mouth-watering.

Mo Cheng had already been staring at the wine on the table eagerly, without even blinking.

The group of people were sitting, listening to the wine old man boasting about the wine he brewed.

"Now, look, here is the ice fruit lotus wine I brewed by mixing ice fruit wine with lotus. I'm not bragging. Looking at the whole Qingxuan, only I can brew it. Come on, you guys Each person has a small taste.”

The old man said, pouring a glass for each of Lu Yuan and others.

Before anyone could raise the glass, Mo Cheng couldn't wait to take a sip. His eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

"Good wine! I have never tasted such a special wine. It has the aroma of peach blossoms and the faint sweetness of ice fruits. It has a suitable taste and rich fragrance. It is really delicious!"

When Jiu Lao heard his praise, he laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

When everyone heard this, they all couldn't wait to raise their glasses and drink, and then they praised him repeatedly.

Gu Panxia picked up Lu Yuan's wine glass and wanted to secretly take a sip, but was scolded by the wine boss.

"No!"

The wine glass that Gu Panxia had just put to her lips suddenly froze. She opened her eyelids and looked at Jiu Lao with some guilt.

But I saw Mr. Jiu say with a stern face: "This wine has ice fruit added to it. Although ice fruit has spiritual energy, it is cold in nature, so you can't drink it."

When Gu Panxia heard this, he put the wine glass back politely.

Lu Yuan glanced at her helplessly and said to her via voice transmission: "What a greedy little cat!"

Gu Panxia glared at him secretly, then lowered her head and continued to take out the rice from the bowl.

After the group had eaten and drank enough, they were ready to say goodbye to Jiulao and Zhier.

Zhi'er reluctantly pulled Gu Panxia and Mo Xue and said with a flat mouth: "Sister Panxia, ​​sister Mo Xue, will you come over to see Zhi'er again?"

Gu Panxia nodded, "Of course, we will definitely come back to see you!"

The wine veteran sent the group to the door of the tavern and shouted to Gu Panxia: "Girl, you said before that you would give me good wine, so don't forget it."

Gu Panxia waved her hand towards him, "Don't worry, I will definitely show you what a good wine is when I come next time."

The old man laughed disapprovingly. After the group got on the carriage and watched them leave, he took Zhi'er back to the tavern.

By the way, when Gu Panxia and his party returned to Mo Mansion, the news of Mo Yue's treatment also reached their ears.

The clan leader did not execute Mo Yue, but directly disabled her spiritual power and then expelled her from Mo Mansion.

Mo Yue was a proud son of heaven and was used to being aloof. But now, not only her appearance was ruined, but her spiritual power was also deprived of her. To her, this was simply more uncomfortable than death!

For this result, Gu Panxia was still very satisfied in her heart. Rather than letting Mo Yue die, she was more willing to let her suffer the consequences of life being worse than death.

Hasn't she always been aloof and always liked to feel good about herself? Then let her taste the thrill of falling from a high place.

Regarding the Mo Mansion, the clan leader did not announce the reason why Mo Yue wanted to assassinate Gu Panxia, ​​but said that she had violated clan rules and was punished like this.

Naturally, Gu Panxia would not pursue these matters. What she wanted was always the final result.

After returning to Mo City, Gu Panxia fell into a busy schedule. He was busy, but he was just writing a plan in space to further develop the royal city into a food street.