Descent of the Phoenix – 13 Years Old Princess Consort

“Show off.” Hua Yu Long glanced at the little magpie and Liu Yue from the corners of his eye, breathing lowly, “Drinking like that, isn’t she afraid of injuring her wound?”

They had journeyed in a rush. Liu Yue had slightly bandaged the wound on her back, but they could see that the wound on her back had re-opened. There was blood everywhere. Although it was just lacerations, it was still an alarming sight to behold.

Ouyang Yu Fei didn’t look at Liu Yue, he simply ate his roasted lamb calmly. This person was more tenacious that what Hua Yu Long had thought.

The tent was filled with lively chatter and cheers.

“King of Hun, please help yourself.” On another corner, the Empress Dowager Xiao who wore a white veil turned towards the King of Hun and offered politely.

However, that politeness towards a prisoner was completely unnecessary.

The King of Hun swept his gaze silently towards Empress Dowager Xiao, then towards Liu Yue who was surrounded in a circle of Bei Mu generals. He suddenly rose and picked up two jars of wine, then walked towards Liu Yue.

“Drink.” He threw down one heavy jar on Liu Yue’s table. The King of Hun’s expression was filled with provocation.

Heroes and wine go hand in hand. If one was highly skilled in martial arts but could not drink, one would still be a coward.

This was the rule of the grass plains.

“Drink, drink with him. Who’s afraid of you?”

“Drink. Even if you become drunk, there’s still us.” The generals inside the tent became rowdy immediately.

Liu Yue looked at the King of Hun from the corner of her eye. She might not know much about the grass plains of this time, but she knew quite a lot about the grass plains of the 21st century.

If one was a man, he would have to accept this challenge even if he collapsed afterwards. Although she was not a woman

Liu Yue stood up and stepped on the wooden table. She grabbed the mouth of the jar of wine and raised it towards the King of Hun. Her gaze was filled with disdain.

“Chug, chug…” The crowd became even more enthusiastic.

Liu Yue raised the jar and started emptying it like a thirsty dragon drying up a spring. Wine poured out of the jar continuously, as the potent smell of liquor filled the whole tent. It was so thick that the little magpie fainted before it drank any wine.

When the jar was emptied, Liu Yue’s face was slightly red. Her beautiful appearance which could already being down countries initially, was further enhanced by the rosy blush. She was so lovely that the other generals in the tent didn’t dare to look at her up close. They couldn’t help but to swallow their saliva one by one.