Although it is just three simple words, it shows that Yi Xue, as a monarch, highly affirms the courtiers, and the king is the courtier, how can he "work". Mobile

"It is the duty of his subordinates to do their duty for His Majesty." Sima Cheng replied respectfully.

Yi Xue looked at Sima Cheng a little distracted, Sima Cheng leaned forward, a few strands of half-draped black hair slid over his shoulders and hung down in mid-air, Yi Xue remembered the picture of Sima Cheng unintentionally raised at the first arrow before, if there was any boudoir lady present, I am afraid that he would have been fascinated by him.

Thinking of this, Yi Xue couldn't help but feel a momentary palpitation, and hurriedly took a deep breath to calm her mind, she was not so easy to blush now, except for Aunt Ning, she saw men every day, and she seemed to be used to it.

When Yi Xue was complacent because of her increasingly mature "acting skills", Sima Cheng got up and raised his eyes, the two looked at each other, Yi Xue's smile froze there, and he was speechless for a while, the autumn wind that originally exuded a fruity fragrance seemed to be suddenly mixed with a rotten fruit, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Sima Cheng seemed to be deliberately worried about Yi Xue, he skimmed it lightly, and the two of them inadvertently staggered their gazes, and then retreated.

Sima Cheng returned behind Yi Xue, he exchanged a look with Sima Yun, Sima Yun took a pen and paper, and walked to the grass target, Yi Xue looked puzzled, and Sima Cheng's voice sounded in his ears:

"Yun Gongzi is a great Honglu, and he can only show justice by scoring."

Yi Xue turned around when she heard the sound, only to see Sima Cheng looking ahead, just looking down at Sima Cheng in the hall and feeling that his handsome appearance was going to fascinate thousands of girls, and now Yi Xue was sitting, Sima Cheng was standing, looking up at a close distance at the moment, with an angular and frosty face, which made people tremble.

After that, the students of the country drew their bows and arrows, and the crowd sometimes sighed or exclaimed, so lively, more than half of the martial arts meeting, a eunuch came to report, saying that Lu Jin, the second son of the Lu family, volunteered to come up to make tea for Yixue.

Yi Xue raised her eyes and saw Lu Hibiscus standing behind the eunuch, her sweaty face, and she didn't know if she was born white or unhappy, his face was a little pale, and with a thin figure, although Yi Xue seemed to understand the reason, she couldn't think of any reason to refuse, so she agreed.

Soon, Lu Jin arranged the things of the tea ceremony, tea cans, teapots, teacups, and all kinds of small clips and spoons that Xue Xue couldn't name, Lu Tong neatly arranged these things on the table, and got a small stove from nowhere, and boiled boiling water next to it.

Yi Xue looked at several groups of Chinese students who were archery, but the picturesque scene of Sima Cheng's arrows passing through the hair had been deeply rooted in her mind, even though the Chinese students in the audience were tall and high-spirited, Yi Xue also felt a little boring, so she turned her head to see Lu Jin making tea, which could be regarded as a spice.

Yi Xue doesn't like this traditional tea very much, it turned out that she hated it, but she drank too much in front of others, and now she doesn't like it.

In addition, about tea, Yi Xue heard it mostly from Wei Shuo's mouth, and once thought that drinking tea was a means for the nobles of the Gaomen to flaunt their status, so she drank tea, and she also died of acid in order to mingle with these sons and follow the crowd.

Yi Xue watched Lu Hibiscus wash the pot, brew it repeatedly, and then use the lid of the pot to brush off the end of the tea, then cover the lid, and pour the body of the pot with boiling water.

Lu Jin poured the tea soup into a slightly larger teacup, got up and walked to Yi Xue, knelt in front of Yi Xue, presented the delicate teacup with a dark wooden tray, and said to Yi Xue:

"Your Majesty, please smell the tea."

Yi Xue was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Sima Cheng with some uneasiness, Sima Cheng nodded slightly, Yi Xue leaned up and smelled it, in addition to the rich tea fragrance, there was also a hint of sweetness, Yi Xue felt that her eyes were bright, and she looked down at the tea soup, the soup was tender and green and bright, and there was nothing special.

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

"I am stupid, but I have seen Your Majesty frown slightly when I drink tea, so I specially prepared a sweeter 'white peony' for Your Majesty today."

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 leaf veins were emerald green, just like the name of this "white peony".

Sima Cheng was originally looking at the Chinese students who were shooting arrows in the distance, but after listening to Lu Jin's words, his eyes quickly fell on Yi Xue.

Yi Xue was a little stunned at the moment - she didn't like to drink tea, and only Aunt Ning knew in the palace, in order not to make people suspicious, the tea prepared in the kitchen would also be used by Yi Xue, but sometimes Aunt Ning would add some honey for snacks, or add a little petals to neutralize the bitter taste.

Through Yi Xue's expression, Sima Cheng roughly judged that Lu Jin's words were true, Aunt Ning took care of Yi Xue's food and clothing, and about drinking tea, 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 felt a little awkward, he glanced at Lu Jin, only to see that he had just made the last cup of tea, put down the teapot in his hand, and looked up to meet Sima Cheng's unkind gaze.

After all, Lu Jin is the second son of the Lu family who is second to none in the south, but he tilted his head slightly and met Sima Cheng's scrutiny with a kind smile.

Sima Cheng stopped looking at him, and seemed to understand the reason why Lu Jin was like a fish in water between literati and nobles - he was good at observing words and feelings, and his mind was delicate; Have the demeanor of everyone and behave appropriately.

However, Yi Xue still had palpitations after listening to Lu Jin's words, first, she was suddenly seen through by Lu Jin's thoughts, and she didn't know how to respond for a while, and secondly, she was a little jealous of Lu Jin, what kind of exquisite mind she had under that kind face like a crown of jade.

Before Yi Xue could answer, Lu Jin spoke first:

"The ranking of tea depends on everyone in the world, but what the soup tastes, the drinker knows, it is gratifying or hateful, in the humble opinion of the next, I hope Your Majesty can like this tea."

After Lu Jian finished speaking, he steadily placed a teacup smaller than before in the small tray, but the appearance was still delicate, just like the object in Lu Jin's painting.

Yi Xue looked at Lu Hibiscus who respectfully presented the tea soup, and her heart warmed, whether Lu Hibiscus said this intentionally or unintentionally, but to a large extent, she was relieved that it was not that everyone in the world said that everyone should like it and respect it, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge, and the taste of tea, only the drinker can know.

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