Fu Yunchen, "So, are you willing to marry me now?"
Mu Run nodded, "Yes! You have to do it!"
Standing up, leaning forward, and taking the initiative to kiss his thin lips, "I thought of it, this tea is called, It Must Be You!"
"Okay." Although he hasn't drank yet, he is already looking forward to it!
Pour the boiling water out of the tea bowl and pour in the dry tea. The aroma of the tea is instantly stimulated by the heat in the cup.
The aroma of roasting fire, the rich aroma of green wood and fruit soaks the spleen.
"Would you like to smell it?" He handed it to Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen took it and smelled the tea, "Well, the tea you make is better."
Mu Run smiled and said: "One person, one technique, you may prefer my method."
Pour in the boiling water with the inner screw, cover the tea bowl, and brew the soup without stopping.
"The water channel is clear, the color is orange-yellow, and it has a very clear and sweet taste of floral honey." Mu Run poured a cup for Fu Yunchen, "You can drink the tea brewed first, but the taste may not be as good as the second or third brew. I want to taste the tea, so
Don’t skip every dip.”
Fu Yunchen took the tea cup and said, "I want to drink."
Mu Run poured himself a glass and took a sip.
"It creates fluid in the mouth, and the sweetness returns quickly. The fragrance of orchid is distinct, and it also has the fresh and refreshing taste of new tea."
Fu Yunchen listened to what she said and completely closed his mouth.
"How do you feel?" Mu Run picked up the kettle and prepared to make tea for the second time.
Fu Yunchen responded: "It tastes good."
Mu Run poured out the second brew and poured him a glass, "You drink more, I'm going to sleep soon, so I just tasted it and stopped eating it."
"Yeah." Fu Yunchen nodded.
Mu Run ordered half a spoonful of tea with a spoon and tasted the tea. "This second brew of tea is more fragrant and brighter than the first brew. The tea soup has a mellow taste. In addition to the fragrance of orchid, there is also the fragrance of moss and wood, as well as a light
of frankincense.”
Mu Run looked at Fu Yunchen, "Can you drink it?"
Fu Yunchen shook his head, "It's not that obvious, but it tastes good."
"As long as it goes smoothly." Mu Run prepared to make tea for the third time, "If you drink more in the future, you will be able to taste the difference."
The two of them made tea, sipping the tea and enjoying the leisurely and quiet moment.
…
Mrs. Cai brought a woman to see Mu Run.
"This is Mrs. Zhao, the wife of Quanfu in our village. She has parents and parents-in-law, and she has two sons and two daughters. Her husband is also very loyal and honest, and my sister-in-law is full of praises for her."
"Mrs. Quanfu?" Mu Run looked at Mrs. Zhao, who had a round face and a handsome face, and bright and beautiful eyebrows. She was a very attractive person with a sense of intimacy.
"Please take a seat."
"Thank you, madam." Mrs. Zhao sat down on the embroidery stool and took out a piece of paper in her hand, "This is the process of getting married in our village. Can you take a look? If so, I will start making preparations according to this.
.If Madam has any other ideas, it can be easily adjusted and arranged now."
Mu Run took the piece of paper and said, "Get up at three o'clock in the morning and prepare your makeup. Isn't it too early?"
"If you think it's too early, ma'am, you can change it to Yin Shizhong."
"Can't you do it Tatsuki?"
"No, no, it's too late. Bridal makeup takes time."
"Okay. Can I find some bridesmaids?"
"Bridesmaid? Groomswoman?"
"She is an unmarried woman who accompanies the bride, goes through the entire wedding process, and takes care of the bride."
"Okay. Madam, do you have anyone to choose?"
"Yes." Mu Run planned to call Hongmi and Yaoyao and the others, so that they could get married faster by enjoying her happiness.
While Mu Run and Zhao were discussing the wedding process, a woman came up from Chongyifeng.
She is seventeen or eighteen years old, with almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, a high nose bridge, slightly plump lips, dark eyes, and a delicate oval face. She is quite beautiful. She is wearing a fiery red military uniform with a short ponytail and a cute ponytail hanging around her waist.
A short sword, and the knee-high boots are decorated with a few bunches of small fluffy pom-poms, which sway slightly when walking, which is very cute.
Everyone who saw her was a little stunned.
Manager Yang stopped her, "What's your surname, girl? How did you get to Chongyifeng?"
She didn't receive a notification, either because she had Chongyifeng's belt, or... Manager Yang glanced at the dagger at her waist.
Or they were beaten up!
The woman replied: "My name is Meng Zhi, and Fu Yunchen is my senior brother. I am here to marry him!"
As soon as these words came out, Manager Yang, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but be stunned, "What did you say?"
"Everything is ready on the mountain. It seems that senior brother still keeps his promise." Meng Zhi nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, where is my senior brother?"
Manager Yang looked serious and said to Meng Zhi: "Girl, please go to the living room and wait a moment. I will report it to King Ming right now."
"No need for you, I'll go find him myself."
"No, girl. We all have rules and we can't break them. Please go to the living room and wait a moment. Has the girl had dinner?"
"No."
"Then I'll have someone bring food over, and the girl will wait while she eats."
"Hurry up."
"Right away."
Manager Yang asked the guards outside to guard Meng Zhi, "Don't let her leave the living room even half a step!"
"Yes." The four guards responded in unison.
Manager Yang immediately went to find Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen was trying on the groom's clothes. The red wedding clothes made him look much younger. He didn't look like thirty, and it was not an exaggeration to say he was twenty.
"The king's outfit is really festive and beautiful!"
"Of course it's a happy wedding. What happened outside?" Manager Yang has always been calm, but when he entered the hospital just now, his steps were hurried.
Steward Yang: "Your Majesty, I saw a girl outside. She said she was your junior sister, and her name was Meng Zhi. She also said she came to marry your Majesty."
Fu Yunchen frowned, "Where is she now?"
"In the living room, we are having dinner." Manager Yang replied: "Would you like to inform Madam?"
Fu Yunchen replied: "No need for now, I'll go take a look."
Meng Zhi was chewing on the fragrant chicken drumsticks when she saw Fu Yunchen entering the living room.
Although they haven't seen each other for twelve years, Fu Yunchen's appearance has not changed much. He has lost his youthfulness and become calm and mature, like fresh and sweet juice, turning into a rich and mellow nectar.
Meng Zhi blinked, and the big chicken drumstick in her mouth suddenly no longer smelled good!
"Senior brother."
"Xiao Zhi, when did you go down the mountain? Master, does he agree?" Fu Yunchen looked at Meng Zhi, who was completely different from the chubby girl when she was a child, and his voice was a little harsh.
Meng Zhi pouted her little mouth that could hang things, "My father knew that he would never let me go down the mountain. I came here secretly. I am seventeen years old this year and can marry my senior brother. And I wonder if there are hanging things on this mountain.
Shao Hongcai and Xi Zi must have been specially prepared by Senior Brother in anticipation of my coming, right?"
"No!" Fu Yunchen replied: "I have a bride, and I also have children."
"What! Senior brother, do you want to break the promise?" Meng Zhi suddenly cried, and her tears fell as if she didn't want money.