Jun Yueyan and Duanmu Liang hadn't spoken since they sat down, and even Duanmu Liang's occasional glances at him implied Sen Sen's coldness.

The most bitter thing is Duanmuqi, who has felt that the atmosphere is wrong from the beginning, and he has been a "peacemaker" between the two. Although he is the king of a country, he is also a father and an elder in the end, but these two children seem to be obedient on the surface, but they have their own plans in their hearts.

Only Qianzi was the most comfortable, calling the palace maid to present a half-moon purple clay pot she specially brought, and gently lifted the lid of the pot with her slender hand, and the boiling tea in it exuded a faint fragrance, which attracted the side eyes of a table of people.

The corners of Duanmu Liang's mouth were slightly hooked, sniffing the fragrance wafting in the air, and Yan Yan smiled: "Father, this is a unique unique to Ziyunfeng, it is the snow tea cultivated by Yunding Daoren, the master of Erchen, on the top of the mountain, which can survive under the white snow. ”

His words undoubtedly aroused Duanmuqi's curiosity.

Which one of the people sitting at this table is not an important minister in the court, a dragon and a phoenix among the people? After listening to Duanmu Liang's narration, he also became a little interested in the tea leaves that grew under the snow quilt.

Qianzi got up and smiled politely: "This tea is the cleanest because it grows on the top of the peak and is hidden under the snow. This pot of tea is made from the melting snow I brought. ”

She told the story, and she had already walked to Duanmuqi's side with the purple clay pot.

Everyone was a little excited.

It's really hard to see such a good tea!

Qianzi poured half a cup for the marigold in front of Duanmuqi's eyes.

Duanmuqi picked up the hot tea and took a sip. Although the tea is boiled, the taste is indeed extremely refreshing, and it is difficult to compare with other teas.

In fact, he has also heard of the legend of Yunding Yijing, but that Yunding Daoist has always had a strange temper, even if he is the king of the night country, even if his son learns art from him, it is impossible to get some benefits from him.

What's more, Yunding tea is extremely valuable and scarce, and Yunding Dao people can't drink it enough, let alone reward it to others.

So, it was the first time he tasted this tea.

Duanmuqi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Good tea!" It's boring for me to drink alone, so it's better for everyone to have the same taste. ”

As soon as the corners of Qianzi's eyes were raised, her gaze fell on Jun Yueyan on Duanmuqi's side, but it was only a glimpse, but her footsteps were towards Gu Chengxiang below her, raising her jade hand lightly, and pouring tea for him.

Duanmuqi's face changed slightly.

According to the order of etiquette, how should it start with Jun Yueyan, how can it be reversed?

He wanted to open his mouth to mention something, but Qianzi had already passed, and if he said it again, he would embarrass Prime Minister Gu, an old minister. At the moment, he had to endure it.

However, Prime Minister Gu Cheng knew the general situation very well, and he stopped the purple clay pot of Qianzi, and said with a smile: "The prince is a guest, and the girl will pour it for the prince first." ”

Jun Yueyan has been sitting on the pear wood chair lightly, secretly watching Qianzi's words and deeds.

Without waiting for him to speak, Qianzi hooked her lips and smiled, and said: "The prime minister doesn't need to be polite, the prince is young, and your qualifications are the highest, so I will naturally give you the first respect." ”

The right hand shook very neatly, and I didn't know from which angle the hand came out, and I delicately fished out Prime Minister Gu's teacup in my hand, and the music-like sound of water flowed in.

Prime Minister Gu Cheng's face was strange, and he didn't react from her words for a long time.

Yes, his qualifications are indeed high, and when the emperor was alive, he was the prime minister.

However, "the world is young, and you have the highest qualifications" is not small! It's really inappropriate to say it from the mouth of a wild girl from the top of a snowy mountain.

Whether to give him tea first, or to Jun Yueyan first, he can't be the master of this matter, this girl is still good at asserting!

When Prime Minister Gu Cheng woke up from his daze, Qianzi had already poured it for the four or five ministers.

The ministers were all sincerely afraid, only Duanmu Liang showed a provocative smile at Jun Yueyan.

Senior sister is senior sister, even his mind is so clear! Even the trivial matter of pouring tea can embarrass Jun Yueyan, it is simply his bosom friend!

Qianzi finally walked to Jun Yueyan's side, and the purple clay pot in her hand was almost empty.

She smiled and called "Shizi", then picked up the teacup and poured half of it for him before putting it down.

Just as she was about to return to her seat, Jun Yueyan raised her handsome face and said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Thank you!" ”

Belch...... What's going on?

Not to mention that the superior rarely mentions the word "thanks", the dignified prince of Zhongshan, the young master of Fengyun Island has been put to the end by this girl, and it is already very gratifying not to be angry, but he actually took a turn and said "thank you"!

The audience couldn't help but fall silent.

All of a sudden, only the sound of breathing could be heard in the entire Imperial Garden.

All eyes were on this side.

Prime Minister Gu Cheng and others also looked at each other. How could Jun Yueyan say "thank you" to a woman who didn't take him seriously? They instinctively thought that the "thank you" was ironic, that it must be a prelude to something to happen.

Qianzi was also a little stunned.

Jun Yueyan didn't explain too much, picked up the teacup, lowered her head, and gently sipped the tea from the top of the clouds.

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