"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: "Son, 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."