"Buddy tea? It's an interesting name. Have a pot. Ye Luo couldn't help but hook his lips, and asked again, "Who is this young man?" ”

Xiao Er replied: "Young Master Jue is the owner of this teahouse. It's a coincidence today, it's the annual tea poetry party, and the prince is also here. Girls can participate if they are interested. ”

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows: "Okay." ”

Since you are ready to make a big splash in the city of Flamining, it is necessary to lay out your own network of interpersonal relationships.

According to the intelligence, among the royal children, the only one who has a large number of tea gardens is the crown prince Mo Jue.

Mo Jue is the son of the imperial concubine, not the son of the current queen. The queen has always hoped to support her own son Mo Xie to ascend to the throne, so she has been stumbling on the prince and dealing with the prince openly and secretly.

As a result of years of struggle, the crown prince was hollowed out, and he didn't get anything except tea plantations and sapphire veins.

Tea gardens, tea mountains, the most sell tea, open teahouses, plus in addition to the literati and ink writers in the country of Flamining, most people do not like to drink tea, and there is no use; What's even worse is that sapphire vein, the sapphire is not even a low-grade spirit stone, it has no cultivation value, and it can't be sold at all.

If you don't have money, you can't attract ministers, and you can't recruit talents.

In contrast, the eldest prince Mo Xie was simply not too lucky, he had one-third of the army of the Fire Crane Country in his hands, and his power was surging, and he was in the sky.

Even if Mo Xie is not the crown prince, if he really contacts the Shen family and marries his sister Su Ran to Shen Yan, the court will really be invincible.

The corners of Ye Luo's lips hooked up with a sneer.

How could she let Mo Ye and Shen Yan get their wish?

The glory you now have, I will destroy little by little; What you desire now, I will take away without mercy.

In the teahouse, there was a commotion.

"The boy is here!"

"Look, he's coming down!"

Ye Luo raised his head and followed everyone's gaze.

It was a fresh and refined young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyes were like the sky, and they were clear blue. His eyebrows are not thick, but they are full of heroism, and there is a light smile on the corner of his lips, which has a sense of elegance.

Ye Luo has never seen a man who can smile so well.

And Mo Jue's smile has this magic. He laughed so naturally and warmly enough to calm a manic and anxiety patient.

"Taste new tea every year, and meet the deceased every year."

Mo Jue smiled and said, "This year, I am very happy to see you again at the Tea Poetry Meeting." ”

Ye Luo's heart moved.

Taste new tea, will be old.

No wonder the new tea is called "Buddy Tea".

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness the Prince, whose power has been hollowed out, is still a person who misses the old and has a long love.

She thought of the imperial concubine Niangniang in the madhouse, even though she was crazy, she still did not forget to entrust the most important jade phoenix hairpin to herself. Mo Jue, it should also be one of its entrustments.

"Jue Gongzi, is this the uplink of this year's tea poetry party?"

"If we can make the next couplet, will it be the same as last year, and we will be able to get the opportunity to drink with you?"

"Taste new tea every year, and meet the deceased every year. Well, Old Man Rong thinks about the next link. ”

In the teahouse, everyone discussed for a long time, and some pairs were unsatisfactory.

Ye Luo lowered his head and looked at the porcelain cup in his hand, the pale green friend tea in it, and there were leaves playing Xuan'er. A flash of inspiration came to my mind, and a downward link emerged.

"Good friendliness and tea are pleasant, good poetry and good intentions are cherished alone."

In an instant, there was silence in the teahouse, and the eyes of all the literati were focused on Ye Luo. Surprised, admired, admired.

"Good."

Mo Jue, who had been silent, moved his thin lips slightly, his pale blue eyes, looking in the direction of Ye Luo, still with that quiet and warm smile, "Taste new tea every year, and meet the deceased every year." Good friendliness tea is pleasant, good poetry and good intentions are cherished alone. The girl's next couplet is absolutely amazing. The girl is the leader of this year's tea poetry party, please go upstairs and drink together......"

The moment Ye Luo raised his head, Mo Jue's voice stopped abruptly, and a touch of surprise crossed his pale blue eyes.

This girl, isn't it the eldest lady of Yefu who injured Su Ran at the princess's birthday banquet?

It is said that Miss Ye Fu is not only a waste who can't cultivate, but also a stupid person who has no ink on her chest and is not a big character, it seems that the rumors are wrong.

Feeling the shock of the prince, Ye Luo calmly dealt with it.

"Okay, it's my honor to be invited to a banquet by Master Jue."

Ye Luo stood up, took a step, and went up to the second floor.

The venue of the banquet is in the "Tea Zhen" private room.

Mo Jue sat opposite Ye Luo, looking at this elegant-looking and talented girl, leisurely sipping tea, her movements of drinking tea were extremely elegant, like a picture scroll.

He just stared at her for a long time.

It's been a quarter of an hour, and he still hasn't recovered from the shock, and his inner emotions are extremely complicated.

"I didn't expect it to be the future Mrs. Shen."

Mo Jue finally spoke, but the smile on his lips was a little helpless.

"Master Jue, your title is not right."

Ye Luo put down the teacup, raised his head, his beautiful eyes were shining, "Between me and Shen Yan, the falling flowers are unintentional, and the flowing water is ruthless, if they are forcibly combined, they will definitely hate each other in the future, and eventually become resentful couples." I heard that Shen Yan also wanted to break off the marriage contract with me very much, so it was just right. ”

Mo Jue was surprised again: "You don't want to marry him?" ”

"Why?"

Ye Luo asked rhetorically, "I don't love him, he doesn't love me, why bother to marry and marry, isn't it self-abuse?" ”

Mo Jue stared at Ye Luo for a long time, her eyes were like stars, extremely pure, and she was not lying.

He smiled dumbly and said, "Miss Ye, it's really ...... Dashing. ”

He groaned, still thinking that the word "chic" was the most suitable for her.

Ye Luo said: "Jue Gongzi, you can also be very chic." ”

Mo Jue shook his head with a wry smile: "In my life, I'm afraid I won't have anything to do with chic." ”

Ye Luo paused.

She understood the helplessness in Mo Jue's words.

Being in the royal family, as a puppet prince, is nothing more than fame and fortune that he can't let go, and he is destined to run for it all his life.

"Master Jue, have you ever heard of flower tea?"

"What flower tea?" Mo Jue was slightly stunned, she didn't expect her topic to jump so quickly.

"I think, since you have a tea garden, but the sales are not good, it is better to try to be flexible and make flower tea, maybe there will be surprises."

Mo Jue's interest was immediately aroused, and he asked, "Miss Ye, can you tell me a thing or two about the production method of flower tea?" ”

His title to Ye Luo changed from "Future Mrs. Shen Shao" to "Miss Ye", which in itself is a sign of respect.

And this behavior obviously pleased Ye Luo.

Ye Luo lowered his head, his gaze fell on the celadon teacup, and said, "Most of the land in the Fire Crane Country is alkaline. ”