Chapter 601: The Man Who Tasted Tea

Shen Qingci took it, and she had already put the cup between her lips, there was a special tea fragrance, she closed her eyes, and couldn't help but smell a few more times, special tea, special water, and special brewing methods, as well as the mood of the tea drinker at this time, all have different experiences of the taste of tea, just like now, the more elegant and fragrant she tastes this tea.

And she was drinking tea, and naturally her ears were listening to the news that Changqing had inquired about, but in fact, it was not an inquiry, after all, such a thing was known inside and outside the palace, so it was not an accident that it could be transmitted to their mansion so early.

"Ah Ning, do you guess he is really critically ill?"

Branding Heng thought about pouring himself a cup of tea again, and also asked Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci held the cup with both hands, and she gently raised her long eyelashes, "He may have lived longer than me." ”

She is not cursing herself, but the fact is that in the last life, when she died, that person was afraid that she was also sitting on the dragon chair, since ancient times the emperor knew how to maintain health, although it was not enough to open the furnace to practice Dan, but the surname of the person has always been longer than the average civilian, and will not starve to death, collapse and other natural disasters and man-made disasters, whether she died in this life or not, I am afraid that people will live longer than her.

Burner reached out and stroked her hair.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes, I want to."

Shen Qingci handed over his cup.

"Take it," Xuan Heng picked up the pot and put it on top of Shen Qingci's hand.

But Changqing gasped.

My lord, you have to hold your hand more steadily, you must not burn your wife, if you really burn a little, you are afraid that you will have to cut your flesh to apologize.

This is all owed to the lady's life, and if she continues to owe, I am afraid that the flesh on my body will be cut off.

Shen Qingci stepped forward with his cup, but he was not afraid at all.

As for asking her why?

In fact, it is very simple, but it is just two words of trust.

There are not many people in this world who can be trusted by her, and the people she believes in now are nothing more than because of what she has experienced in the previous life, and what she knows has seen people's hearts for a long time, but now that she is thinking about it, that is the person who is worthy of her trust.

There is no reason, no reason, and there is no one.

She just believed, so what, she just believed, that's it.

As soon as he changed his hand, he also poured the water in the pot into the cup, no more, no less, a whole cup, of course, there was no water splashed out, Shen Qingci took back the cup.

Then he put it between his lips, blew gently, and continued to drink.

"What's going on in the palace now?"

Burning Heng asked Changqing again, and really, from his eyes, from his attitude, and from the fact that he can still sit here and drink tea with anxiety now, he knows that he does not have a trace of excessive nervousness about the affairs in the palace.

Even Shen Qingci didn't believe it, how could he believe it?

It's all said, a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, how could such a scheming person let himself die so easily, even if he was removed from the status of a prince, he would try his best in the end, and if he didn't become a king, he would become a benevolent, this is the one.

Let him be so aggrieved, fry books and copy to death, such a nestish way of death, I'm afraid he won't admit it.

"I don't know yet, Childe, if I hadn't gone to find out some news."

Changqing replied to the brand, the palace is in chaos at the moment, but if they want to get the news, no matter what, they can bring the latest news back.

"No need," he poured another cup of tea into his cup, and there will be news that the third prince is safe and sound tomorrow, so let's just wait.

And the words of the branding Heng also made Changqing scratch his head involuntarily, could it be that Gongzi still has the ability to be an unpredictable prophet, or that Gongzi poisoned that person.

He thought wildly, and for a moment he didn't know where he had gone.

Burning Heng thought about pouring a cup of tea into Shen Qingci's cup again and letting her continue to drink.

Shen Qingci has drunk four cups, to be honest, no matter how delicious the tea is, it can't stand such a cow drink.

She placed the cup on the table.

"What's the matter, don't drink anymore?"

Branding Heng Xue raised her eyebrows, "But it's not delicious?" ”

Shen Qingciyuan opened a pair of eyes, she really didn't know, where did she see it, did she like to drink tea? In fact, she has always thought that she is not a good tea taster, her temperament is slightly impetuous, in her previous life has always wanted to compare with others, so nothing has been achieved, in this life, she only likes silver, and it is vulgar, so drinking tea is such an elegant but a waste of time, it is really not something she can do, let her sit for half an hour, and then drink four or five cups of tea, she feels that this is really an insult to tea, she might as well make spices, and sell more silver

"The husband knows, this tea is good, this is made by the husband himself, and he is worried about holding the pot again, do you want to have a cup again?"

Shen Qing stood up with a sigh of resignation.

Then she stretched out her hand and directly snatched the teapot in her hand.

Luo Hengxi laughed, he picked up the cup on the table with two fingers and put it in the air.

It's just that soon, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he saw Shen Qingci directly holding the pot with both hands, and then throwing the lid aside, and then like a cow drink, he drank a pot of tea directly against the mouth of the pot.

Okay, she snorted, slammed the pot, put it on the table, and then wiped her mouth with her sleeve very proudly, and turned to leave.

"The heroine of the women!" Changqing couldn't help but give Shen Qingci a thumbs up.

Chang Geng rolled his eyes, what kind of heroine is this, either it is clear or an ignorant woman.

Shen Qingci strode out, and also stepped on the ground very heavily, as if the ground had an enmity with her, she touched her stomach, she really suffocated her, sat still for a few hours, kept drinking and drinking, is it possible, don't you want to be respectful?

When she came out of the Gong room, she also felt refreshed, and she didn't want to go back there to drink any more tea with Branding Hengxuan, eighty percent of what Branding Hengxuan drank was not tea, what was it, was it loneliness?

She locked herself in the incense room, and began to study spices again, she didn't know why, she always wanted to make more spices, although the spices she saved now were enough to sell for more than a few years, but she still felt that it was not enough, and she still had to make more.

Taking advantage of the fact that she doesn't have much to do now, store some more incense in Yipinxiang, if one day, she doesn't want to make incense, she can rest for a few years.

There are all kinds of spices piled up all around, and all kinds of incense are also gathered together, there is a wonderful fragrance, which is simply a person's nose can smell, the most wonderful enjoyment,