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Zhou Yang ignored Zhou Yan and apologized to Bai Yuxian: "I was busy with some trivial matters just now, so I couldn't come to receive the prince. I'm sorry for the rudeness."
Bai Yuxian said: "Steward Zhou, you are too polite. Since I and Ling'er are husband and wife, we are not considered guests of the villa. Since we are members of our own family, why should we be so polite?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes dimmed a little, and she sighed in her heart. It would have been nice if she had met such a good man earlier, but it's a pity that it's too late to say anything now.
While Zhou Yang was chatting with Bai Yuxian, he invited him back to the flower hall to entertain him.
Zhou Yan has always been by his side, occasionally chatting with her, and when not speaking, she stares at Bai Yuxian like a nymphomaniac.
Bai Yuxian couldn't get angry because of her feelings, so she had to endure it and pretend she didn't see it.
Zhou Yang saw that Bai Yuxian was not very happy, so he deliberately sent Zhou Yan away.
"Yan'er, didn't you say you wanted a special bow before? I finished the work last night and put it in my bedroom. Go try it yourself and see if it works?"
Zhou Yan didn't know what her brother meant, so she said in hindsight: "When will the bow not work? I don't want to go now."
After saying that, she lay down on the table and continued to stare at Bai Yuxian openly.
Zhou Yang sighed secretly and shook his head helplessly.
Ye Fuxun chatted with the old village owner for a long time, and when the sun set, he came out of the yard. As soon as he walked to the door, Situ Yunhao came towards him.
"Grandpa is resting now."
Situ Yunhao smiled and shook his head and said, "No, I'm here to find you. I guess you and the old village owner have almost finished talking, so I'll wait for you here."
Ye Fuxun was slightly startled, and then asked: "Where is King Chen now?"
"Still in the flower hall, chatting with Butler Zhou." Situ Yunhao replied, "The banquet has been prepared in the kitchen, waiting for you and the prince to come over for dinner."
When Ye Fuxun came to the flower hall, he saw such a scene.
Bai Yuxian and Zhou Yang were chatting, and a woman in purple sat next to her. Her big eyes were wide open and she stared at Bai Yuxian without blinking, with a smile on her face, like a young girl in love.
The eyes and expression were as gentle as water, and as a girl, Ye Fuxun could see through her thoughts at a glance.
When Zhou Yang saw Ye Fuxun coming, he quickly looked at her, and then said with a polite gesture: "Zhou Yang has met Miss Sun."
"Steward Zhou is neither an outsider nor a servant, how can he salute me? This is really embarrassing me." Ye Fuxun said hurriedly.
Although Zhou Yang acted as a steward in the villa, after all, he had another identity before his eyes, and everyone in the villa was polite to him because of this.
Zhou Yang said: "It's the first time we meet, this is what we should do."
Zhou Yan had already diverted her attention and turned her gaze to Ye Fuxun. Seeing that her appearance was better than hers, she couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.
"Miss Sun looks so much like the eldest lady back then." Zhou Yan couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Fuxun Brick looked at her, smiled and said, "Is this girl the sister of Housekeeper Zhou? I heard that all the young masters in Zhoujiapu are heroes, and all their daughters are as beautiful as flowers. It seems true.
It’s not fake.”
Zhou Yan was very happy to hear the other party praising herself, and immediately felt that Ye Fuxun looked more pleasing to the eye than before.
"Ms. Sun's compliments like this make me feel embarrassed. You are older than me. How about I call you Sister Ling from now on?"
"It would be great if my sister doesn't dislike her." Ye Fuxun said with a smile, acting as enthusiastic as the other party, which undoubtedly made Zhou Yan like her even more.
Several people went to the dining room to eat together, and it got dark after that. Originally, the old owner planned to meet Bai Yuxian today, so as not to neglect him and lose etiquette, but his body was not as strong as before.
Originally I just wanted to take a nap, but accidentally fell asleep.
In the evening, Bai Yuxian and Ye Fuxun rested in the courtyard where Song Yanshu once lived. According to Yang Yan, every plant and tree here was still the same as it was when Song Yanshu left.
There are dedicated people cleaning the house every day, and the old manor owner comes here to sit there. The old manor owner once said that even though he can't see the daughter he misses, when he comes here, he still feels as if she still exists.
Bai Yuxian was also a little distressed, but when he heard Ye Fuxun's sour tone, he couldn't help but feel happy. "As you said, I might as well wear a mask when I go out in the future."
Ye Fuxun chuckled lightly, touched Bai Jade Fairy's handsome face, and said, "I'm just afraid that you will still attract peach blossoms even if you wear a mask."
After breakfast in the morning, Bai Yuxian was invited over by the old owner of the village.
Still under the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the old owner of the village was wearing a frost-colored gown and sitting next to the stone table. On the table was a purple clay pot making tea. Coupled with the white mist floating from the lake, he looked like an old man.
The scene of gods making tea and enlightening themselves.
Bai Yuxian couldn't help but have some respect for this long-famous old man in the world. It was rare in the world for a martial arts master like him to be so indifferent to fame and fortune all his life and not fight and kill people in the world.
"This junior has met Mr. Master Song."
He calls himself a junior in order to match the other person's identity and to express his inner respect for the other person.
The old owner of the village took the purple clay pot off the stove, slowly raised his head, looked at the white jade fairy's beard for a moment, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness Chen is here, please take a seat."
Bai Yuxian walked to the table and sat down. The old owner poured him a cup of tea and said, "This is the tea I picked personally in the back mountain. It's called red bamboo shoot tea. Your Majesty, try it."
"Thank you, Master." Bai Yuxian picked up the tea cup and saw the tea leaves floating in the tea, which were shaped like spring bamboo shoots and were red in color, which was quite consistent with the name of red bamboo shoot tea.
When you put it to your nose and smell it, the aroma is as fragrant as an orchid.
Bai Yuxian took a sip and said with a smile: "The aroma is rich and elegant, the taste is fresh and mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet. It is a rare good tea. However, I have never seen or heard of this kind of tea. May I ask, is it a specialty of the West?"
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The old owner smiled and shook his head and said: "It is not a specialty of the West Country, this should be a specialty of Dongchen.
However, this kind of tea disappeared in Dongchen decades ago, and the ancestors of Maple Grove Villa also spent a lot of effort to successfully plant the seedlings of this kind of tea and preserve them."
"That's it." Bai Yuxian couldn't help but taste it two more times. This kind of strong but not bitter, clear but not light tea flavor can indeed only be found in Dongchen's tea.
"The old owner seems to have a lot of knowledge about tea ceremony?"
The old owner smiled and said: "It's not about research, I just like to drink a few sips of tea when I have nothing to do."
After the two chatted on the topic of tea for a long time, the pot of tea was almost finished.
The old manor owner finally got down to business: "I believe you, my lord, are very clear about Ling'er's mother's affairs."