Ye Qingming said to the waiter on the side again.
"yes!"
The chamberlain nodded, bowed and went out.
"Your Majesty won't drink it, so I'll drink this tea!"
Zhuohua smiled, walked to Ye Qingming, reached out to pick up the cup, and took a sip.
The two of them were chatting together.
At this time, Lin Yiren arrived, and Dingdang walked behind holding the tray.
"Kowtow to your majesty, kowtow to the royal husband!"
Lin Yiren approached and quickly saluted the two people.
"Lin Guijun, please get up quickly!"
Zhuo Hua walked to his side and helped him up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lin Yiren stood up, walked to Ye Qingming's side, and put down everything on the tray that Dingdang was holding one by one.
"This is the clear lotus tea that Your Majesty wants to drink!"
Lin Yiren first gently placed the cup of tea in front of Ye Qingming.
"Um!"
Ye Qingqing nodded slightly, picked up the cup of tea, smelled it first, then nodded and drank it.
“I wonder what’s different about the tea Lin Guijun made for His Majesty?”
Zhuohua asked strangely.
"His Majesty is actually unable to drink any other tea.
"
Lin Yiren smiled slightly, bowed to Zhuo Hua, and then said, "Actually, there is no other wonderful thing about this. It is just the dew in the morning, the dew on bamboo leaves, the dew on flower petals, and this The clear lotus tea is made from fresh lotus flowers by Chen Si's gentle hands, so it has a little more fragrance."
"You are so particular and you still say there is nothing?"
Zhuohua immediately shook his head and smiled.
"But it's Lin Guijun's fault that makes His Majesty unable to drink any tea."
Zhuo Hua had a bright smile on his lips and looked at Lin Yi Ren without any malice.
Lin Yiren also had a slight smile on his lips and said nothing.
"What is this?"
Ye Qingqing pointed at the pastries placed on the plate on the table.
The pink pastry is like a lotus. Its pink color makes people look and feel in a good mood. When you smell it gently, it has a faint aroma, which makes people move their index fingers.
"Lotus cake!"
Lin Yiren walked over quickly and used silver chopsticks to hold a chopstick for Ye Qingying.
Originally, what Lin Yiren sent over was a sky-blue plate with small pink pastries on it. The color against the background made it look very soft.
At this time, she used silver chopsticks to hold the small silver plate placed in front of her. It was also very beautiful.
Probably he is a master of cooking, so when it comes to food, Ye Qingqing still pays great attention to the color, flavor and taste.
Of course, if the conditions are not allowed, she will not be too harsh.
Ye Qinggan picked it up and took a bite.
This is really good. When I first looked at it, I just thought it had a soft and waxy texture. Who knew that when I taste it, it turns out to be so pink and has a melt-in-your-mouth feel.
Ye Qingming ate a few pieces in succession and drank a cup of tea. Then he took the wet handkerchief handed over by the waiter and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"Your Majesty, do you still want to drink?"
Lin Yiren asked again.
"No more drinking!"
Ye Qingqing gently pushed the cup aside.
Unexpectedly, the cup fell to the ground.