The chief maid felt a little melancholy in her heart, she was one of the few people who knew something about the crown prince's physical condition. Vaguely hearing the rumors, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been very resistant to the approach of the tea ceremony, so the negative impact of the powerful Void Technique is even more obvious in him.

There were even a few times when it got out of control, but it was still relied on those military attachés to work together to suppress it. It was also after those few times that the fifth wading distance occasionally went to the tea garden to sit and meditate and suppress the depression in the body.

And it's only been three days since I last came to the tea garden, and I can drag it out with the fifth wading distance, and I will never come much, this time I came to the tea garden, is it because the situation has worsened?

Although she was only a small female official, the head maid was still worried.

At this time, she saw Chu Fengci, who was a traveling doctor, and suddenly understood the deep meaning of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

…… If you hate the tea master, you simply don't need the tea made by the tea master!

What made people stunned was that the fifth wade did not go to the tea garden, but came straight to the inside of the palace, avoiding many salutes along the way, After asking where the black-haired young man he brought was, he drove straight into the restaurant and met Chu Fengci in the restaurant.

Chu Fengci, who was struggling with whether to go out to greet him, swallowed the plum in his mouth: "......"

Well, there's no need to worry about it now.

The fifth is still a teenager, but his physique is already close to that of youth.

At this moment, he was wearing a very solemn black and gold armor, and from the smooth and hard metal surface, he could guess that its texture was extraordinary, and there was a cold and intimidating aura on it, but with the handsome face of the fifth wade, I am afraid that it could only make people think of a heroic posture.

- Not only is it heroic, it is simply handsome that people's legs tremble.

Chu Fengci speculated from the reddened face of the maid beside him.

As soon as the fifth Shiyuan came in, he smelled the fragrance of tea, and his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the way Chu Feng porcelain cooked tea in the past.

…… But the more I miss it, the colder and harder my heart becomes, and the emotions that were originally soothed by the fragrance of tea are completely bad.

The fifth wading smile on his lips was filled with unfathomable malice, and he asked slowly, "Who made the tea?"

Before Chu Fengci could answer, the blue-clothed maid next to her, who had been silent, had already replied: "Back to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it was the tea made by Prince Chu."

The black under the fifth Shiyuan's eyes became deeper and heavier, as if a thick black cloud swept in, but the smile on his lips seemed to expand a little because of interest: "I can't see it, Chu Chu can still cook tea."

If others see the expression of the fifth wafer, it will only be as if he is happy now. However, Chu Fengci felt that the fifth Shiyuan secretly didn't know what was crazy, and he looked like he was going to find fault.

"It's just black tea mixed with some plum wine, it's not any tea." Chu Fengci smiled gently, and covered it lightly.

At this moment, Shuai Qiu "bleated" softly.

Fifth, Shiyuan and Shuaiqiu's communication ability has reached the five-star level, unlike Chu Fengci's incompetent fake father, he immediately hugged Shuaiqiu, and the cool air on the armor made the little lamb shrink into a ball, and the fifth still didn't give up and lifted his little sheep's hooves with his fingers, trembled and asked, "What's wrong, with a look of grievance?"

The devil knows how the Fifth Shiyuan could see the grievance in the soft wool.

The blue-clothed maid took a step forward, Ying Yingyi leaned over and saluted, and said with a water in her eyes: "Young Master Chu just wanted to feed the 'tea' to His Royal Highness, but His Royal Highness didn't like it, and suddenly knocked over the tea set, presumably not very happy in his heart."

As soon as these words came out, others were dumbfounded. The chief maid looked at the maid in blue, and she almost ate her heart, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness were talking, what did a maid interject? What's more, what he said was still such a heart-wrenching remark with a sense of discord.

The chief maid couldn't wait to explain, but because His Highness didn't ask, she could only suppress her impulse.

Chu Fengci narrowed his eyes, but he didn't refute. The maid's words are very interesting, but in her eyes...... "truth" is not necessarily like this.

Fifth Shiyuan glanced at her lightly and asked, "You mean, His Royal Highness doesn't like Chu Feng porcelain?"

His voice was very soft, like a fallen leaf being blown and floating on the water, and even the heart of the blue-clothed maid rippled. Her face became more and more red, but she finally regained her senses, and she didn't dare to say too much.

"That's not the case," her voice lowered, looking extremely charming and gentle: "I just think that Young Master Chu is not suitable for living with His Royal Highness......"

Shuai Qiu didn't understand what the previous words meant, but he heard it clearly when he wanted to separate Chu Chu from it. Immediately exploded the fur and let out a fierce scream.

The maid in blue gave Shuai Qiu a pitiful look.

The fifth wade didn't speak, but just strode to Chu Fengci's side.

The black-haired young man got up, took a step back, and thought that the crown prince was going to do something to him, but he didn't expect the fifth wake to look at it from afar, and directly stretched out his hand to the table, lifted the small half pot of sour plum tea, raised his head, and drank it clean as if drinking.

After drinking, he calmly wiped off the water stains on his lips, skimmed the corners of his lips, and praised: "Not bad."

At this moment, Chu Fengci couldn't think of mentioning "be careful of burning" with concern, but he felt a headache, and the words "cow chewing peony" came to his mind......

"Since Your Highness doesn't like to drink the tea you brewed, don't brew it for him in the future," Fifth Shiyuan lowered his head and looked at Chu Fengci with a sense of oppression, there seemed to be a strange and ambiguous feeling between the two, and the fragrance of tea was entangled between his breaths: "Just cook tea for me."

Shuaiqiu: "Baa qaq?!"

Chu Feng porcelain: "......"

It's a pity, why didn't I poison the tea.

"As for you." Fifth Sheyuan turned to look at the blue-clothed maid who seemed to be completely stupid, and said lazily: "If you dare to provoke the relationship between the crown princess and Her Royal Highness, and play with your tongue, I will give you the punishment of pulling out your tongue."

Crown prince, crown princess?!

As if sensing His Royal Highness's anger, the chief maid hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowed her head and said nothing, silently digesting the news that could be said to be explosive, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't wake up after drinking half a pot of sour plum tea just now.

The maid in blue was already paralyzed on the ground with fright, never expecting that she would end up like this after taking care of His Royal Highness for a few years.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been ruthless, and it is impossible to take it back if he exits, and at this moment, he can only ask His Royal Highness the Crown Princess.

The gentle voice was full of fear and regret, and the blue-clothed maid slammed her head on the ground, made a great gift of pleading, and did not shirk herself, but only held back her crying voice: "Your Royal Highness the Crown Princess, please forgive the rudeness and stupidity of the slave maid!"

Chu Feng porcelain settled his mind.

He remembered that the fifth Shenyuan suddenly proposed "choose a day to get married", and the other party really didn't plan to let him go.

Is this OK?

The black-haired young man sighed, "Let's get up first."

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