A good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Feng porcelain got up very early.

Let the maid prepare a tea set, take black tea and simmer black plum wine, and make a pot of sour plum tea that is not too formal. While warming his hands with the heat, he used the delicate dim sum on the plate, as if he was born as a royal family in the inner city.

The chief maid adheres to the principle of more lines and less words, and takes all the things that Chu Feng porcelain wants, and does not ask more.

There are thousands of people in the world who want to practice the tea ceremony, and even if Chu Feng porcelain wastes those precious utensils, as long as His Royal Highness the crown prince is willing, it is just a smile from Bo Jiaren.

Maybe it's because I'm ready to clean up the mess in my heart. When he saw that young black-haired young master, skillfully cooking tea, the head maid couldn't help but stare at it-

As one of the most important maids in the palace, her family background is not bad, and she has also seen many scenes of tea masters making tea with the royal family. But in that memory, a random tea master could not make such a "good-looking" action, neat and precise.

Measure tea, light fire, add wine...... The incomparably complicated and cumbersome steps into the hands of Chu Feng porcelain turned into an extremely weighty artistic performance, like those tea sets were suddenly given life and glowed with amazing brilliance.

When the sour plum tea is cooked, the room is full of fragrance, and the continuous and mild tea aroma makes people feel shocked and comfortable when they smell it.

It is taboo to stare directly at the master, but the chief maid can't take his eyes off him, and he can't even help but show an indulgent and satisfied smile. Han is incomparable.

Her knowledge is not bad, this cup of tea outside the tea that can't be seen in the past is definitely as high as B or above. Thinking of the identity of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he couldn't help but sigh...... The people brought back by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are indeed not mortals!

This is a tea ceremony master who has been delayed by his traveling medical career!

No matter what they thought, Chu Feng porcelain was extremely comfortable. In addition to the black plum wine, the maid also prepared an extra stack of pickled plums, probably mistaking this for Chu Feng's porcelain's preference.

The boy was not disgusted by these meticulous preferences, and accepted them all.

Shuai Qiu followed Chu Fengci today, and he also started to jump early in the morning. After being carefully taken care of by the maid for the four little hooves, the curly hair was also combed smoothly!

Because it was meal time, Shuai Qiu was tied to a small triangular handkerchief around his neck, and the gentle blue-clothed maid picked the freshest tea buds, fed them to the lamb's mouth, and tirelessly coaxed: "Your Highness, open your mouth, ah-"

Chu Fengci almost erupted when he saw this scene.

The fragrant handsome ball was very dishonest today, rolled out of the palm of the blue-clothed maid, and crushed the table with her rounded body all the way, rolling all the neatly groomed wool into a mess, and hit Chu Feng's hand, only to happily "bleat".

Today's handsome ball is fragrant~

It's a pity that Chu Fengci still didn't receive the information from Shuaiqiu today. He subconsciously fed the plum in his hand, and unconsciously did the same stupid move as the blue-clothed maid, which seemed stupid to outsiders.

"To eat or not to eat? Open your mouth—"

The things that Chu Chu fed → delicious!

Shuai Qiu's heart quickly flashed this formula, and he obediently opened his mouth and waited for the plum to be fed.

The blue-clothed maid who was in charge of taking care of Shuai Qiu was surprised: "No! His Royal Highness can't eat anything other than tea leaves and tea......"

Before she finished speaking, she had already been glanced at by the head maid standing aside with a cold gaze, and hurriedly closed her voice.

The chief maid looked admiring again. Han Di looked at Chu Feng porcelain.

The eyes burned.

Thinking that the head maid was reminding him of the inappropriateness in this way, Chu Fengci put down the plum in his hand with a comfortable expression, scalded the plate with hot water, and poured a small stack of sour plum tea. Wen Sheng asked, "Can this be drunk for His Royal Highness?"

The chief maid looked a little excited: "Thank you, Lord Chu."

The blue-clothed maid next to her barely hid her dissatisfaction. Her knowledge is not as extensive as that of the maid, and she has the impression that those tea masters are arrogant and conceited, and making tea is also very exciting, which has caused her to have a wrong impression of the tea ceremony.

His Royal Highness has always picked his mouth and let him drink this kind of miscellaneous tea of unknown origin, which is really too insulting to His Royal Highness's noble status.

It's just a new favorite who relies on his appearance, and how long can he be favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince-

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she didn't even notice the more cold and angry eyes of the maid.

Chu Fengci didn't care much about the thoughts of others, and after pouring the sour plum tea, he asked with a smile while holding his cheeks to provoke the handsome ball: "Will he drink it himself, or do you want me to feed it?"

The maid replied respectfully: "Your Royal Highness is generally fed by people, ......" After all, Shuai Qiu may be the most squeamish ten-sided sheep in the world.

Before she finished speaking, she saw the round lamb rolling, and the hungry tiger rushed to the stack of tea soup.

Chief Lady: "......"

The slap in the face came so quickly.

Shuai Qiu tentatively licked it with his little tongue, then happily plunged into the stack and licked it, accidentally stepped on the plate, drenched himself with wool, and even the table was full of water stains.

The round lamb froze, as a clean, disciplined ten-sided sheep, he sat on the messy table, couldn't help licking the water droplets on the wool, and then cried out heartbroken.

"Baa qaq!!"

“…… No wonder you want to be fed. Chu Fengci couldn't help but say.

No, my lord, it's not for this reason!

The chief maid looked confused, watching Chu Fengci gently put the lamb in his hand, and wiped off the water stains on His Royal Highness's body with a soft cloth little by little, and the gentle expression that was inadvertently revealed made her hold her breath.

The legendary Son who was blessed by God is probably like this.

In fact, under the layers of filters, Chu Fengci just wiped the water stains on the lamb normally, and was thinking about whether to throw the sheep ball on his hand into the warm water to rinse it.

Shuai Qiu, who was paralyzed by Chu Fengci, rubbed the young man's fingers aggrievedly, feeling that the uneasiness in his heart was finally vented at this moment.

Chu Chu's father suddenly disappeared for so long, even as a sluggish Shifang sheep, he was still aware of it.

Just when Chu Fengci was rubbed with a tea stain on his hand, he couldn't help but ask the maid to prepare warm water, but he heard the news that His Royal Highness had come to the palace.

Someone whispered, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here to check on the tea garden?"

Fifth, although Shiyuan cares about Shuaiqiu, he doesn't often take it with him. Especially in the first few years after he came back, His Royal Highness was almost single-handedly taken care of by the Beast Master, and it was not until later that he was taken back to the Fifth Sheyuan.

So I came to the palace so early, probably because I wanted to go to that precious tea garden in the sky to meditate. 166 Reading Network