Temptation or show-off?

Mei Zijin smiled slightly: "To be able to enter my sister's eyes, it's really a blessing for my sister's third life!" ”

At this moment, someone from the palace came in with tea, and Mei Zijin hurriedly greeted: "Sister, try this Biluochun!" With that, he personally picked up the teacup and handed it to Yeqing.

Ye Qing hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it: "My sister is so polite." ”

Holding the cup in one hand and gently opening the tea lid with the other, there is a fragrance coming to the nose, and I can't help but praise: "It's really good tea." ”

Mei Zijin chuckled: "My sister hasn't drunk it yet, but I've praised it first." ”

Ye Qing smiled shyly, brought the teacup to his lips, sniffed it gently, and then opened his mouth to take a small sip, savored it, his expression was very calm, and it seemed to have been integrated into the fragrance of tea.

Mei Zijin was not in a hurry, retreated to his position, took a sip of the teacup in an elegant posture, and then chuckled: "I heard that my sister loves flower tea the most, but I don't know that this Biluochun can enter my sister's mouth?" ”

Ye Qing seemed to be suddenly awakened, and it took a moment to react to what Mei Zijin had just said, and his expression was a little embarrassed: "The tea is fragrant and cold, the entrance is slightly astringent, the aftertaste is sweet, it is really good tea, it is worthy of His Royal Highness the Prince." The rare fluent and smooth sentences were full of heartfelt admiration, and there was no trace of jealousy between the words, even when he said "given by His Royal Highness the Prince".

Mei Zijin put down the teacup, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and pasted it on the corner of his mouth that was not stained with tea stains, and his beautiful eyes were shining brightly: "It turns out that my sister not only loves flower tea, but also has a deep study of other tea products." ”

The night is clear, and the eyes are silent.

This is the second time she has mentioned her love for flower tea, right? Except for drinking tea with Queen Wang in Kunhe Palace, she has not shown a preference for flower tea anywhere else, Mei Zijin has mentioned some things that everyone does not know about, is she showing off the breadth of her intelligence network?

But even if Mei Zijin really won Chu Chenxuan's love, it would be impossible to install so many eyeliners in the East Palace or even the entire palace in such a short period of time......

After meeting Mei Zijin officially, Ye Qing thought seriously about Mei Zijin's origin for the second time.

However, she had very little information at hand to reason about, so she ...... Maybe it is the best strategy to respond to all changes with the same and wait for the other party to automatically come out, right?

Ye Qing raised his eyes, as if he suddenly reacted, and asked with a confused face: "How does my sister know that I love flower tea?" Speaking of this, Ning Yan thought seriously for a while, but still had no clue, "It seems to ...... No one seems to know......"

- Does she have the ability to say that she knows about it from Kunhe Palace? She cleared up at night to see what kind of excuse Mei Zijin had to use to get through this lie!

Mei Zijin was slightly stunned, but it was only for a moment, and then he smiled again: "Hehe, my sister said that I was joking, this was what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince inadvertently told my sister, so my sister wrote it down!" Naturally, others won't know, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loves his sister so much, how can he not know this! ”

Something out of nothing?! Ye Qing dared to guarantee that she had never said in front of Chu Chenxuan that she loved flower tea - in fact, flower tea was really only liked by Mrs. Night.

The smile on Yeqing's face was sweet and sad: "Sister...... Joked, now only my sister is the most favored person of His Royal Highness the Prince, I ...... I haven't seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for almost a month......" Speaking of Zuihou, the voice became lower and lower, so low that it was almost inaudible.