Pinching a Little Peach Blossom [8]
So that's the case, Ming Yulong thought to herself, if this is the case, she still has hope to wear it back.
Zhilu Dao has already asked almost today, and it will seem a little too much attention to it if he continues to talk about it, and if he finds the right thing in the future, he will find an opportunity to ask on the side.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Yi hooked her lips and didn't speak again, her eyes fell on the book on the table, took out a book she had never read, and slowly opened it to browse.
In the past few days, I have been recuperating from my injuries and I have finally gotten back when I got up in the morning. Ming Yulong, who got up early in the morning and went to the academy, closed his eyes and lay on the beauty couch, bent his legs slightly, put one hand on his eyes to prevent the bright light from entering his eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.
The two of them slept and sat together, and the curtain gently fluttered with the breeze, quiet and peaceful.
This day passed so quietly, and in the early morning of the next day, when Ming Yulong was woken up by Feng'er, the sun was already shining in every corner of Tianyuan Capital.
"What time is it?"
"It's three quarters of the hour, miss, it's time for you to get up, don't you still want to go to the Zhiyuan Teahouse to see Wei Gongzi today?" Feng'er pulled her to sit up, picked up the skirt stacked at the bedside and changed it for her.
"Hmm." Ming Yulong yawned, yesterday she heard Rong Yi say that those mysterious things had existed in this Litian Continent, she was very excited, and she hurried to read two books at night, but unfortunately she didn't find any valuable clues.
After taking care of everything, Ming Yulong walked out, glanced towards the side room, saw that there was no movement in the house, and asked lazily:
"Rong Yi, have you seen others?"
Feng'er shook her head, "The slave didn't see Rong Shizi, maybe she was still resting." ”
"I thought I loved sleeping, but so did he." Ming Yulong raised his eyebrows, it seems that the love of sleep is common to everyone, while thinking, he walked towards the outside of the house.
Zhiyuan Tea House is one of the five major tea houses in the imperial capital, each tea house will have a different logo from other tea houses, and Zhiyuan Tea House is even more different.
Just looking at the appearance, it is difficult for anyone to combine this place with the elegant and light tea characters, the vermilion exterior walls, the dark red eye-catching tall signs, and the swaggering ornate architectural appearance more like a winery.
But there is a kind of famous tea here "picking cui in the clouds", which is not found in other teahouses, relying on this unique tea, and the technique of brewing tea, it has also won the praise of the elegant people in the imperial capital.
There are four floors in the teahouse, and Ming Yulong went up to the third floor where Wei Zhongwen had agreed with her, and as soon as she stepped on the stairs, she saw Wei Zhongwen standing on the handrail, and smiled at her:
"Miss Ming came early, and it's not time yet."
"It's not too early, it's time to make a cup of tea, but you, when did you come?" Ming Yulong walked up and looked around.
The first and second floors are mostly semi-open tea houses, and when you reach the third floor, you can see that most of them are sealed boxes, which can be used for people to talk about things without being heard.
Although I didn't go up to the fourth floor, I heard that it was only possible to go up if you had an identity, so I guess it should be a box-style design, and it will be more gorgeous than the third floor.
"I've just arrived, too." Wei Zhongwen saw that she came a little earlier than the agreed time, and he had a better impression of her in his heart, and when he heard her question, he hurriedly answered, and stood in front of him to lead the way