She was pondering what was in his eyes, and Emperor Shiyin had already spoken leisurely: "Hewan, you go back to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors first, if you really don't want to stay in Linrui Kingdom, you can come back." ”

Zi Sanghe got the master's words late, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, the disciple obeys the order." His voice was slightly hoarse, and he finally went.

I don't know what's going on with Lu Dao, Luo Qingyu looked at the back of Zi Sanghe's late departure and was a little lonely and lonely......

A cup of tea appeared next to her, and she inadvertently took a sip of it, and immediately frowned.

It's bitter! This tea is even more bitter than Kuding tea!

She almost squirted, but she swallowed hard, only to feel a thread of bitterness slide down her throat and into her stomach......

Annoying! It turns out that Master has been drinking this kind of tea leisurely just now?

He's got a lot of taste!

"Don't force yourself to drink what you don't want to drink." The voice of Emperor Shakin sounded faintly above her head.

Luo Qingyu raised his head and met his inky black eyes, he looked at her lazily, there seemed to be a hint of a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, and his fingers lightly wrapped around her hair: "The most important thing is to choose your favorite." ”

There seemed to be a mystery in his two sentences, Luo Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I have always known what I like the most and what I want." ”

What she likes most is him, and what she wants most is to live carefree with him, happy and free like a fairy.

Emperor Shiyin rubbed her heart and casually held her in his arms: "That's good." ”

The conversation changed: "Then since you don't like this cup of tea, why do you force yourself to swallow it?" ”

Luo Qingyu rolled her eyes secretly, the reason why she swallowed it forcibly wasn't because he poured her this cup of tea?

She was naturally reluctant to throw away what he gave her, even if it was a bitter cup of tea......

With a flick of his sleeve, the cup of tea, along with the delicate teapot, fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a thud; "Qingyu, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and following your heart is the most important thing. If you don't like something, don't hesitate to discard it, and don't let it become your ......"

Luo Qingyu was stunned for a moment, today, Emperor Shiyin's words seemed to have a Zen machine, which made her a little confused.

He—what was he stimulated by?

Suddenly it was as if he had realized the truth.

However, there seems to be some truth in what he said......

Luo Qingyu was touched, she looked at the fragments of the teapot on the ground and the scattered brewed tea leaves: "Master, I remember that you like to drink Yunwu clear tea, when did you like to drink bitter tea?" ”

Emperor Shiyin glanced at her lightly: "Who said that teachers like to drink bitter tea?" ”

Don't like to drink for Mao to drink?

and silently poured her a glass!

It makes her mouth bitter now......

Luo Qingyu glanced at him: "What about this tea?" Didn't you just pour it for me? ”

"It's for you, but it's not the tea that the teacher just drank, this pot of tea is made for you." Emperor Shiyin said slowly.

Luo Qingyu: "......"