Mr. Yan is in a good mood today? ”

It had been a long time since he had appeared in a place like a tea house, and Ran Zongyan's tea had always been handed over to her to prepare.

Therefore, when he appeared here, Mama Cui was also a little surprised.

"I remember a few days ago, didn't there be a high-quality black tea in the house, where did you put it?"

"It's gone."

"Gone?"

He is the head of the palace, and there is no princess in charge of the palace in charge of the feed, so he is in charge and unified allocation of all the goods and financial resources in the palace.

This top black tea, when to enter the library. When, how much was taken, who was given, and how much was left, it is all recorded.

There has never been such a thing as being taken without his knowledge, and there is nothing left of it.

Even if the lady wants to drink, how much she takes each time must be recorded one by one.

"After Miss Han tasted it last time, she thought it tasted good, so she took it away with the box."

Yan Liangdong's hand shook and almost dropped the tea box in his hand to the ground.

"Nothing left?"

"I didn't stay."

In the huge teahouse, his deep sigh sounded.

Mama Cui looked at him amusedly, until he skillfully took out a wooden box from a hidden box, and the smile on her face froze.

"Who is this tea for?"

"Who else?"

Yan Liangdong skillfully opened the drawer and took out a set of antique purple sand tea sets from inside, which was very old-fashioned.

"Originally, this purple clay pot was the best way to make black tea. Now there is only green tea, I hope the eldest lady will not dislike it. ”

"Miss Han is really, she didn't leave anything for the prince. It's a pity that the top-notch black tea is still supplied from the Western Regions, and next time, it will have to wait another two years. ”

"It's a pity?"

"Isn't it? Where can Miss Han taste such good tea? ”

Every time he saw Han Bing drinking tea, it was like drinking white water, and he had a pain in his flesh.

However, his own prince loves to spoil her, as long as he is with her, he will order to boil all kinds of precious tea.

God knows how much he feels like a waste every time......

The thick fragrance of tea spread, but Cui's heart fell down little by little.

"Do you think Miss Han is unworthy?"

"Look at what you said, it's not that you don't deserve it, but you don't understand it."

"Look at the eldest lady, and then look at the cold girl. Do you think there is someone who understands tea better than the eldest lady? ”

"In this tea tasting, the top tea leaves should be paired with the best tea utensils. And the people who know it best can understand its preciousness and beauty. ”

"Miss Han is a good girl, and at the same time a great benefactor to all of us. But she is not a good tea taster, she doesn't even understand tea. ”

"Whether it's this palace, the prince, or this tea, it won't belong to her after all."

"That's what you think, right?"

Cui Mama said something extraordinary, he did not deny it.

"You and I are both old people in the house, what kind of person can sit in that position, you and I are very clear in our hearts. Even the prince has moments of confusion. Once he wakes up and thinks clearly, whether it is a person or a thing, he will naturally return to his original position. ”

"Those of us who are slaves just need to do our part, what do you say?"

Mama Cui was noncommittal, the light in her eyes was dimming little by little.

In Zheng's mansion, the cold ice has been going back and forth several times.

Has anyone come to tell her why all the big families like to live in such a big yard and then build so many yard rooms?

And they all looked about the same, so she got lost again.

I've looked for it several times, but I haven't even seen half of Zheng Quyang's figure.

I don't know if it's because the people in the Zheng Mansion are big or unguarded against people, she didn't even see a single guard.

There is not even a single secret sentinel, is the security already so good?

She went in and out of every courtyard unimpeded, and almost searched the entire Zheng Mansion, but she still didn't see Zheng Quyang.

Isn't he in the house?

No, she had sent someone to keep an eye on him to make sure he had never left the house.

Seeing that it was getting late, she was unwilling to go home empty-handed, and she still had important things to answer yet.

Looking up at the moon hanging high in the sky, she had an idea, didn't the ancients like to admire the moon the most, drink wine, and compose poems or something?

A literati like Zheng Quyang is the most sentimental, could it be that he is in a corner of the garden at the moment, feeling sad towards the moon?

The more she thought about it, the more reliable she felt, so she didn't hesitate to run in the direction of the garden.

The Zheng family is worthy of being the home of a writer, and even the garden is bigger than the palace, which makes Han Bing almost think that he has arrived at some large park.

No one? Isn't that scientific......

Where will he go on the big night? Obviously made an appointment to meet, did she miss it?

"Hey, wait for me, it's too dark in here."

"Xiaolan, hurry up, I'm scared if you go slowly."

The sound of stumbling footsteps, three figures, cautiously walked towards her.

Han Bing jumped lightly and hid his body behind the rockery.

The three of them walked straight to the place where she was hiding, and she unhurriedly used her hand to support it, and easily climbed to the top of the rockery.

"It's so dark here......"

"It's all your fault, I only took a lantern."

"Sister Luomei, don't blame me, I can't take it."

It was the little maid named Xiaolan who spoke, and she struggled to carry a large food box, and she had to hold the only lantern in her other hand.

The other maid, who had been silent, was holding a thick futon and carrying a burden on her shoulders, which should be clothes or something like that, judging from the shape.

Luomei, who kept blaming them, was empty-handed. If you don't know, you'll think she's the master.

Cold eyes were staring at the three of them, especially the Luo Mei who was the leader.

She is Zheng Quyang's personal maid, and when she was in the unharmed mountain, she didn't suffer from her eyes.

As long as she and Zheng Quyang are together, whether they are talking, bickering, or simply not saying anything, and reading books separately, she will not have a good face.

All in all, she just doesn't want to see the ice.

Why is she here?

Who is sending a large bag or a small package?

Luomei took the two maids and skillfully walked into the rockery, and Han Bing quietly followed.

This rockery, which looks inconspicuous from the outside, actually has a hole in it, and there is actually a secret passage!

Han Bing had to admit that if he was replaced by other people who were not familiar with the Zheng Mansion, he would never find out.

Because this secret passage, although it was built underground, it was covered with a picture that was enough to make it look real!

That's right, it's a painting!

It's like a three-dimensional painting like a modern 3D print.

If it were normal, she would have felt incredible.

But after seeing Chen Lao, she was not surprised.

You don't have to think about it to know that this painting must be from the hand of Chen Lao.

Luo Mei's hand touched the painting, only to hear a crisp click, Han Bing knew that this was the mechanism was opened.

Sure enough, the three-dimensional painting slowly unfolded from the middle to both sides, and the dark staircase appeared in front of them.

Han Bing turned sideways and hid to the side.

Then, while the three of them walked down, they jumped into it quickly, clinging to the already uneven wall.

At the same time, there was another crisp sound, and the painting above the secret passage slowly closed again.

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