Xiao Yu's grape wine was just ordinary grape wine, not the dry red wine of later generations. She couldn't get used to the dry red anyhow and found this ordinary type quite satisfactory, with a light fragrance of alcohol that wasn't too rich but had a rather mellow taste, and it left a unique aroma in the mouth.
Aside from children, all the adults could drink it, even the Emperor, whose health wasn't good, could sip a little. The taste truly differed from what they usually drank, and it felt really nice.
The Crown Princess Consort, who liked sweets, had a glass and then another, looking at Xiao Yu with admiration.
"How can you be so amazing? It seems like there's nothing you can't do; your hands-on skills are really impressive!"
Xiao Yu, embarrassed by her words, said, "My needlework is no good, I can't embroider anything. That day, Nanny Zhao taught me to embroider, and even the Prince's work turned out better than mine,"
