Yi Xue didn't know how to make tea and these particularities, she looked dazed, she glanced at Sima Cheng slightly uneasily, Sima Cheng nodded slightly, and responded with an affirmative look.

Yi Xue refocused her attention on the tea soup in front of her, tried to put aside her previous prejudices, settled down, and leaned forward.

A strong bitter smell entered the nasal cavity, and as expected, Yi Xue couldn't help frowning, maybe in the eyes of others it was the fragrance of tea, but to Yi Xue it was a bitter taste.

Yi Xue sat down again, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, but soon, when the initial bitter taste dissipated, she only felt as if there was another smell faintly lingering in her nostrils, that was a smell that she had never smelled before, which made people feel happy.

Yi Xue couldn't help but feel that her eyes lit up, and she looked down at the tea soup again, the soup in the cup was tender and green and bright, and there was nothing special about it.

Lu Jian raised his head, smiled at Yi Xue, leaned back to his seat, and continued to prepare the tea soup to drink, the movements in his hands were done in one go, but his mouth did not stop, and said:

"I am stupid, but I have no intention of seeing Your Majesty drinking tea, and sometimes I will frown slightly, so today, I specially prepared a sweeter and mellower 'white peony' for Your Majesty."

As soon as Lu Jin's voice fell, he opened the lid of the cup, and saw that the leaves in the cup were jade white, the leaves were thin and transparent, and the veins were emerald green, just like the name "white peony".

Sima Cheng took a full view of Lu Hibiscus's every move, and the little eunuch who had just come back with Lu Tong reported that these were all things taken from Lu Hibiscus's bedroom.

Sima Cheng paid attention to the condition and wear of the utensils, and indeed they were all old things, and Sima Cheng only paid more attention to them as a personal guard.

However, after hearing Lu Jin's words again, Sima Cheng unconsciously shifted his gaze to Yi Xue.

At this moment, Yi Xue looked stunned - she thought she was hiding it well.

However, Yi Xue doesn't like tea, and only Aunt Ning knows about it in the palace, and even, in order not to make people suspicious, even the tea leaves sent from the kitchen will be used as usual, but Aunt Ning will add some honey or flavored petals to neutralize the bitter taste.

Sima Cheng read Yi Xue's expression and roughly guessed the result - Lu Jin's words were true.

Aunt Ning took care of Yi Xue's food and clothing, and drinking tea was a daily action, and Yi Xue never expressed displeasure in front of everyone, so he didn't pay attention.

However, at this moment, Yi Xue's mind was discovered by an "outsider" who only had a few faces, and for some reason, Sima Cheng actually felt a little awkward in his heart, so he glanced over and looked at Lu Jin.

At this time, Lu Jian had already made the last cup of tea, and after putting down the teapot in his hand, he looked up and met Sima Cheng's unkind gaze.

After all, Lu Jin is also in the southern region, the second son of the Lu family, who has the highest status, has seen a lot of big scenes, and he was surprised by Sima Cheng's scrutiny, but in the end, he only tilted his head slightly, and met Sima Cheng's cold gaze with a kind smile.

Yi Xue didn't think about how to answer Lu Jin, so she turned her head to look at the situation on the school field.

Taking advantage of this moment, Sima Cheng raised his eyebrows, and his gaze unceremoniously swept over the teacup in front of Lu Jin, who still kept smiling, but a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Lu Jin understood what Sima Cheng meant, so he pointed to the two cups of tea, as if to let Sima Cheng choose, Sima Cheng gave the direction at will, Lu Jin picked up the teacup on that side, and was about to raise his sleeve to hide his face and drink it, but as soon as his hand was halfway up, he took it back, he was a little helpless, so he turned his face sideways and drank the cup of tea directly.

Although the posture is not restrained and subtle, it is also elegant and calm, and the action of drinking tea is also real.

The son of the former minister took the initiative to ask for tea to make tea for the current emperor, and countless similar stories in history have to be guarded against for the restoration of the previous dynasty or for the venting of dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Lu Jin was so bold, Sima Cheng bowed slightly at him and apologized for his suspicion just now.

If you want to check whether this tea is poisonous without alarming the snow, the best way is to let Lu Hibiscus drink it first.

Lu Jin waved his hand smugly and made another cup of tea.

He didn't seem to have taken Sima Cheng's suspicions to heart, or he understood it very well, he hadn't seen this kind of struggle for power, and on the other hand, he was also lamenting that Sima Cheng was unusual, not only good at martial arts, but also extremely meticulous in his thoughts.

Perhaps, Sima Cheng will be better than the little emperor, Lu Jin couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at the back of Yi Xue.

However, Sima Cheng also seems to understand the reason why Lu Jin can be like a fish in water between literati and nobles - he is good at observing words and feelings, and his mind is delicate; Have the demeanor of everyone and behave appropriately.

On Yi Xue's side, although she looked as usual and looked into the distance, she still had lingering palpitations in her heart about what Lu Jin had just said.

The first is that she was suddenly said by Lu Jin, because of her weak heart, she didn't think about how to respond for a while, and the second is that Lu Jin saw through her thoughts, but she couldn't see through the other party, and she didn't know what kind of exquisite mind she had under the kind face like a crown of jade, so she was afraid in her heart.

Before Yi Xue could answer, Lu Jin spoke first:

"The ranking of tea, based on color, shape, purity, fragrance, taste, etc., is determined by everyone in the world, but what the taste of tea soup is drunk, the drinker can know, it is meaningless, and it is happy and hateful." Lu Jian then smiled slightly, "In my humble opinion, I hope Your Majesty can like this tea." ”

After Lu Jian finished speaking, he elegantly lifted up his wide sleeves and placed the porcelain cup containing the tea soup firmly on the small tray, the teacup was smaller than before, and the appearance was still delicate, just like the object in his previous painting.

Yi Xue looked at Lu Jin's respectful and polite appearance of presenting tea soup, and her heart warmed, whether Lu Jin's words were deliberate or unintentional, but they comforted her heart to a large extent.

It's not that people in the world say that everyone should like good things, and they should be respected, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowing, and the taste of tea, only drinkers can know.

Yi Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but pick up the small teacup with some expectation, she naturally didn't notice the previous confrontation between Sima Cheng and Lu Jin, so she took a sip without any scruples.

Lu Jin remembered Sima Cheng's warning eyes just now, and then looked at the innocent and harmless little emperor in front of him who was unguarded, and couldn't help but show a smile, as if he saw himself back then, who was well protected by his brother.

Lu Jian raised his eyes and found that Sima Cheng was also looking this way, but his gaze was obviously much softer, Lu Tong couldn't help but think of Sima Cheng's unkind attitude to him just now, and when he had just performed the bow opening ceremony on behalf of the emperor, Yi Xue's expression in the hall was genuine, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes......

In addition, before, he saw Yi Xue and Sima Cheng talking and laughing in the pavilion of Guozixue...... There is also an unusual eye contact and eye contact between the two.

These fragments, like scattered and colorful pearls, can be strung together into a beautiful bracelet with just a single silk thread.

An idea came to Lu Jin's head, like a fantasy......

Well-dressed