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Chapter 935

Now she is facing Lu Xixin, and she doesn't hide herself at all.

"Ningshuang." Elder Luo scolded pretendingly, "Stop saying a few words."

Then, he turned to Shen Jiayao with a smile and said considerately: "On such a hot day, you really shouldn't drink hot tea, you should drink some ice. I'll let my servants prepare whatever Master Yao wants to drink."

"Just use tea." Shen Jiayao said calmly.

He didn't care what he drank, but his injuries weren't completely healed yet, so he shouldn't drink anything cold.

Hot tea is just right.

He picked up a cup of hot tea and put it into his mouth. As soon as he took a sip, he paused and looked surprised.

He had never tasted Jin Junmei with such a good taste. The water temperature, quality and brewing time were just right, just enough to bring out the fragrance of the tea without losing the taste.

The entrance is sweet and smooth, with a clear and light honey aroma.

This is Lu Xixin’s favorite tea.

The corners of his mouth raised subconsciously, and Shen Jiayao praised: "This tea is very good."

Hearing this, Elder Hua immediately beamed with joy: "In order to make tea, the saint has studied for a long time and studied it specially. If Master Yao likes it, let the saint make tea for you."

Except Elder Hua who was happy, several other elders were a little surprised. They didn't expect that a small cup of tea would be praised by Master Yao. The gifts they had carefully prepared before were not as good as this small cup of hot tea.

If I had known that Master Yao liked tea, they would have made tea too.

Luo Ningshuang lowered her eyes and secretly made fists with her hands hidden in her sleeves.

Elder Luo laughed and said, "Master Yao has come all the way this time. He must try the specialties of our Wu Kingdom. Let Ningshuang cook dinner himself."

Bai Xiaoran and Miao Yueyi were not to be outdone: "We will also cook and prepare some side dishes for Master Yao."

Shen Jiayao nodded and said in a polite tone: "Thank you."

"Master Yao, there is no need to be so polite. You have come all the way. This is what we should do." Elder Hua laughed.

Shen Jiayao held the tea cup in his hand and felt that the tea in his hand became more and more fragrant as he drank. He drank two cups in a row before putting it down.

For some reason, he always felt that this tea was very special, as it was exactly the same as Asarum's method of making tea.

Shen Jiayao frowned without any trace and asked, "Is it convenient for me to meet this flower saint who makes tea? I like this tea very much and would like to ask her for advice."

Hearing that Master Yao wanted to see the saint, Elder Hua was so happy that he nodded hurriedly: "Of course, of course, you can, but you don't want to ask for advice. If you want to ask, Master Yao, just ask directly. You're welcome."

After speaking, he turned to the flower ant next to him and said, "Hurry up and find the saint."

The flower ant immediately turned around and ran outside. After a while, a man came back and lowered his eyes: "Great Elder, the saint said she was not feeling well. She has gone back to rest and is not here."

"What!" Elder Hua almost dropped the cup and pointed at the flower ant, "Go now and call her over!"

"Forget it." Shen Jiayao waved his hand, "Since the saint is not feeling well, let her have a good rest and ask her for advice again in the future."

Shen Jiayao felt that he must be overly concerned. How could the Flower Saint be Xixin?

He checked the saint's information and found that she was born with a birthmark on her face. She was ugly and her blood was a light golden color. There was no way she could be Lu Xixin.

He must be overthinking it. There are too many people who are good at tea ceremony, and it is impossible for everyone to be Lu Xixin.


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