At noon, when it was time to eat, several people had been sitting in this hall for an hour due to the investigation of Emperor Xiluan's affairs.

Emperor Zhao Yi's health was still very poor, so he could only lie on the bed, and set up a special low long wooden table on the bed, where he reviewed the folds. Zhao Yuanxi, on the other hand, stood on his side to serve, sharpen the ink, and learn Zhao Yi's way of reviewing and reading the folds.

Empress Xiluan sat on the chair beside her, frightened by what she had just experienced, and sat motionless as if she had lost her soul, as if she had forgotten to breathe.

There are two brocade guards standing outside the door, as well as Emperor Zhao Yi's personal guards, maids, etc., this palace is crowded with so many people, but no one speaks, the silence is terrible, as if the hair fell to the ground, you can also hear the sound of falling.

While serving Mo Mo, Zhao Yuanxi thought about it, if the evil deeds of the queen mother were exposed, what should he do, is he standing by and watching? Or is the wall falling down and everyone pushing it? Or do you want to say something nice? He's struggling, he really doesn't know what to do. It would be nice if Hachi was here, she has always understood herself and can analyze why.

The personal maid stood at the door and said, "The king, the queen mother, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, it's noon, lunch has been prepared, I don't know if it's dinner?" ”

This is the old palace maid who grew up with Zhao Yi, and she has a very high rank and status in the palace, and she is more gorgeously dressed, and she can even compare with some unfavored concubines.

Zhao Yi put down the pen in his hand, paused for a moment, and said, "You divide the lunch into two portions and bring it to you with a small plate." ”

The maid saluted and said, "Yes." Then he went out again and stood up.

Zhao Yi looked up at Zhao Yuanxi, who was distracted, and said, "Yuanxi, you and your queen mother will eat at the small table, and this king will eat in bed." ”

When Zhao Yuanxi heard this, he hurriedly put down the grinding ingot in his hand and said: "Yes, my father has approved a lot of excerpts, so let's take a break, and my son will serve my father to drink tea, and my father can still drink warm Pu'er?" ”

Warm fragrant Pu'er is a kind of tea in the Southern Regions, which is not golden, and ordinary officials and nobles can afford to drink it, and Zhao Yi is good at it.

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "Do you remember the tea that this king likes?" Yes, although the warm fragrance Pu'er is not precious, but the entrance is mellow and fragrant, and the bitterness is sweet, and this king loves it the most. Yuanxi, then you can make tea for this king again? This is the last time this king drank tea. ”

Zhao Yuanxi replied: "As long as my father is Kang Jian, my son is willing to serve by his side every day, making tea and grinding ink for his father." ”

The guards outside the door were all clever, and when they heard this, they moved a black square table out of nowhere and placed it in front of the bed, just enough distance for the emperor to watch the process of making tea, and it was not in the way of walking.

On the table, there is a dragon's mouth spit mist purple clay pot, four cyan teacups, a fair cup, a tea wash, and a tea spoon, tea needle, and tea clip in the tea bucket.

Zhao Yuanxi's tea ceremony, or Emperor Xiluan taught by hand, this is the royal family, nobles must master the etiquette skills, sometimes nobles have tea ceremony exchanges, the always strong Emperor Xiluan is naturally strict guidance Zhao Yuanxi, teach him how to make tea.

Zhao Yuanxi walked to the square table, faced the direction of the emperor, and began to make tea.

He first opened the closed ceramic tea pot, a fragrance of tea leaves came to his nose, picked up the tea clip, picked up an appropriate amount of tea leaves, and put it in the teaspoon to be brewed. Pick up the teacup with a tea clip in the left hand, pick up the kettle with the right hand, clean the teacup with boiling water and warm the teacup, and the waste water flows into the tea wash. After cleaning, start to make tea, slowly pour the tea leaves on the teaspoon into the teapot, and then soak in boiling water, the first tea is to wash the tea, you need to pour it into the tea wash, the second bubble can be drunk, after the boiling water is soaked for an appropriate time, pour it into a fair cup. The tea is left to sit in a fair cup for a while, and then poured into the cup after it has cooled slightly. This tea-making process can be regarded as the completion of the first brew, and after drinking, the third brew of tea can be carried out according to the process.

Emperor Xiluan watched from the sidelines, and his heart was warm, although this child has been estranged from himself for a long time, but this tea-making craft is simply carved out of a mold with himself, and now he only has love for his son in his heart.

Zhao Yuanxi picked up the teacup, first to his father, and then to his mother.

At this time, the fragrance of tea has filled the house, drinking this cup of hot tea, the shock and nervousness of the morning, finally got a temporary relief of tranquility.

At this time of tea making, lunch is also served.

Zhao Yuanxi sat opposite Emperor Xiluan and finally started the meal, which was a scene that almost never appeared in Zhao Yuanxi's memory, a family of three sitting together for a meal.

A warmth welled up in his heart, Zhao Yuanxi was eating, his eyes were red, Emperor Xiluan intimately served vegetables for himself, at this moment, Zhao Yuanxi actually softened, his hatred for his adoptive mother Xiluan was a little less, and he even doubted those rumors, are they true or false?