Su Jiujiu was annoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.
He just bent down slightly, saluted Ye Moyu and said.
"Master Nineteen is auspicious."
Su Jiujiu spoke with a submissive expression on his face.
Hearing this, Ye Moyu just let out a cold snort, then glanced away, and landed on the wooden plaque on Su Jiujiu's waist.
There are many servants in the palace, and each servant is divided into ranks.
The grades are different, and the color of the wooden plaque on the waist is also different.
The wooden sign of the first-class servant is black.
So, when Ye Moyu's gaze fell on the black wooden plaque on Su Jiujiu's waist, his handsome face immediately froze.
After all, he still remembered that a few days ago, this servant was only the third-class servant at the bottom of the palace!
Even if the servants are upgraded, they are promoted step by step.
Why, in just a few days, this servant has transformed into a first-class servant!
Moreover, he is still serving here in the main hall!
Just as Ye Moyu was puzzled, Ye Mohan, who was sitting there silently, opened his red lips slightly, and couldn't help asking.
"Nineteen, what's wrong!?"
Hearing Ye Mohan's words, Ye Moyu, who was slightly stunned, could not help but slowly come back to his senses.
The gaze that fell on Su Jiujiu was immediately withdrawn.
The red lips grinned, and he smiled at Ye Mohan.
"No, I just miss fourth brother, so I'll come and see you, fourth brother."
Ye Moyu opened his mouth, looking coquettish and obedient.
Regarding Ye Moyu's words, Ye Mohan just slightly raised his eyes and gave him a sideways glance.
Immediately, as soon as the red lips parted, he said lightly.
"This king thinks, you are in a hurry, let's see what's going on in this prince's mansion!? Or, do you want to come to my mansion again and play tricks on someone!?"
Ye Mohan spoke, although it was a question, but he said it with certainty.
Hearing this, Ye Moyu's face was embarrassing.
After all, he couldn't hide his thoughts from his fourth brother the most.
Indeed, he was bored in his own mansion.
None of the servants in the mansion had been teased by him.
Now, the servants in the mansion, every time they see him, they are submissive, they are as scared as a mouse seeing a cat, so that he has no intention of trying to play tricks on them.
Then I thought about it, isn't there a best candidate for the fourth brother here!
So, he rushed over without stopping.
Thinking of the 'good deed' he did in the cafeteria just now, Ye Moyu is very happy even thinking about it.
Unexpectedly, when I came here, I met this dog slave again.
So, if he didn't come to play tricks on this dog slave, who else could he play tricks on?
Thinking proudly in his heart, Ye Moyu first lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat on the carved nanmu stool beside him.
Goodbye Su Jiujiu stood there respectfully with his head bowed and eyes closed.
Immediately, he frowned, opened his red lips, and immediately complained angrily.
"You dog slave, I've been here for so long, why don't you even have a cup of tea!?"
Ye Moyu complained angrily.
Hearing this, Su Jiujiu couldn't help being startled.
Thinking of just now, I was so busy drawing circles and cursing Ye Moyu in my heart that I forgot to pour him tea.
Seeing Ye Moyu's angry face at the moment, he was panicked and annoyed at the same time.
Obviously now, I can't wait to strangle this brat to death.
But on the face, it can't show it, it's really useless!
Thinking of this, Su Jiujiu felt that there were 10,000 mud horses running wildly above his head.
On his face, he showed a respectful look that a slave should have, and said with a bow.
"Yes, this servant is going to pour tea for Master Nineteen."
After saying this, Su Jiujiu immediately took big steps and ran towards the tea room.
However, Su Jiujiu was so angry that he was about to explode.
After all, after living for so many years, when he was at home, he was loved by his parents like pearls and treasures.
After coming here, Ye Mohan took good care of her and loved her very much. How could she ever suffer from such a useless attitude like today!
Thinking of Ye Moyu's hateful and arrogant face, the more Su Jiujiu thought about it, the angrier he became.
I just felt like there was a volcano in my chest that was about to erupt.
Could it be that she was going to be teased by Ye Moyu like this!
Then, she will definitely be played to death.
no!
She absolutely can't let Ye Moyu play tricks like this and still not take revenge.
Otherwise, I have never been played to death by Ye Moyu, and I am so angry.
But now, Ye Moyu is the aloof Nineteenth Prince, and she is just a humble servant.
Naturally, he didn't dare to be like before, knowing that he was against him.
So, what should she do!
Just when Su Jiujiu was annoyed, suddenly, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up!
Have!
a moment later—
"Master Nineteen, please drink tea."
Su Jiujiu opened his mouth, and then gently placed the fragrant tea he carefully brewed on the carved pear wood coffee table beside Ye Moyu.
On his face, he lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, showing the obedience that a slave should have.
For Su Jiujiu's respect, Ye Moyu just snorted softly, and then slowly reached out, picked up the tea on the coffee table, first gently lifted the tea cover, and slowly brushed off the tea powder on it , just took a sip.
Ye Moyu couldn't help but raise his brows, full of admiration, as the tea smelled tangy and his mouth lingered.
"Well, it is indeed the new tribute of Xueding Hancui. It is really top-quality. The tea is fragrant, fresh and fragrant. The emperor still likes you the most, and even the tea he bestows is the best among teas!"
Ye Moyu opened his mouth, sighing unabashedly.
You know, Ye Moyu was born rich and noble, and he is the most picky about food and clothing.
Seeing how he praised the tea now, one can imagine that the tea is really good.
Regarding Ye Moyu's words, Ye Mohan just pursed his lips lightly and said in a deep voice.
"Since you like to drink, let Uncle Zong bring you back this snow-topped Hancui."
Ye Mohan opened his mouth, speaking generously.
Although this Xueding Hancui tea is the best tea, in the entire Xuanlang Empire, apart from the imperial palace, only his mansion has it.
However, as long as his younger brother likes it, Ye Mohan will never be stingy.
Hearing Ye Mohan's words, Ye Moyu's eyes immediately brightened with joy.
"Really!?"
"Hehe, how has this king ever lied to you!? It's just tea, you like to drink it, just take it all."
Seeing Ye Moyu's happy face, Ye Mohan just smiled lightly.
Hearing this, Ye Moyu couldn't help grinning.
"Hehe, I knew that fourth brother is the best to me! But..."
Having said that, Ye Moyu couldn't help but paused, his eyes swept away, and then fell on the tea in his hand.
He frowned slightly, and there was a bit of doubt between his brows.
"For some reason, today I feel that this snow-topped Hancui tastes a little different from the past!"