"Ghosts are not shy!" Ran Hange raised his eyebrows and proudly announced to the world that he was a dignified ghost king. He didn't know how to write the word "shy", and then narrowed his peach blossom eyes like crescent moons. , in front of Mo Yunye, he stared at Qianhua lustfully and said with a smile, "But all ghosts have an infatuated heart. Just as I am worried about Huahua, you will not be able to eat well and drink well in the heaven. Now that I have lost weight, I am the only one who is cold." The song cares about you and feels sorry for you!”
"Guijun, please respect yourself." Mo Yunye had no choice but to lower his face before Qianhua's lips turned red and her cheeks turned red, and he shouted in a deep voice.
On the opposite side, there was an almost inaudible snort and a mocking laugh.
Qianhua subconsciously raised her eyes and saw Nan Liyue's handsome face that dominated the world. She was immediately confused. Instead of wearing black as usual, he was wearing a dark purple brocade robe with a golden ribbon of wolf totem around his waist. , the charm of the strong figure with wide chest and narrow waist is fully displayed, and the happy posture with lowered eyelids and playing with the empty cup in his hand shows an uninhibited and unrestrained independence from the world for no reason. Smiling, indifferently with a hint of teasing, he didn't look at anyone, but Qianhua looked at it and couldn't extricate himself, unknowingly getting caught up in it and unable to look away...
Ever since he was led by Mo Yunye into the ghost palace, he has been there. Although he has never seen him directly, his innate cold temperament cannot escape the feeling of thousands of flowers, but at that moment, he is afraid to give people Putting aside the rumors, she didn't dare to look up at him, and was led by Mo Yunye to sit behind the coffee table without looking away. Until all the slaves in the Ghost Palace had retreated, Hange was tinkering there by himself. She diverted her attention and stopped thinking about it. Until now, she couldn't put it down after just one glance. Qianhuafang wondered whether a certain wolf that had died a good death had also sucked away half of her heart while retrieving the Wolf Master's inner elixir...
In the confusion, her wrist was suddenly pinched tightly by a strong force, as if it was blocking the smooth flow of blood and pinching off the slender wrist. Qianhua felt pain and turned her eyes away, looking at Mo Yunye uneasily, beside her ear. His slightly mocking laughter was heard: "If the Queen hopes for peace, it would be best for her to stay in peace."
The word "Queen of Heaven" was so unfamiliar and cold. Qianhua's heart twitched when she heard it, and she obediently buried her head in tasting the tea that would be served by the maids. Mo Yunye's meaning was very clear. Now, give Guijun face. He would never spill blood with Nan Liyue on the spot, but if he was distracted again and again and angered him, he could not guarantee whether he could fulfill his promise. In this way, he took a sip of tea and felt it was like strong wine, and he frowned slightly. Frown.
The careless Han Ge suddenly sensed Qianhua's dissatisfaction with the tea at this moment: "Huahua, can't the fragrant tea that I ordered you to prepare carefully come into your mouth?"
"The taste of tea... is too strong." On normal days, Qianhua would definitely not give Hange any face, complaining that he was full and had nothing to do to drink such hard-to-eat tea. However, nowadays, everyone who comes is a king, and Qianhua obviously restrained himself. I asked a lot of questions, but I still had to respond politely and politely.
Unexpectedly, when Hange heard this, he immediately turned his face and scolded the people behind him: "Lanlan! Isn't this the new tea I asked you to prepare? Only the tenderest piece is taken from each newly bloomed tea tree in the Mint Tea Mountain. How could you brew something so unpleasant? ?”
Huan Lansha was stunned: "But the new tea is only five hundred years old, and the old tea is grown from a thousand-year-old tea tree! Ghost Lord, I did exactly what you asked. Tea is the best tea in the ghost world; water is an ancient well that has been around for thousands of years. The water; the bowl, it’s a glass and coral bowl, which one is not the highest quality?”
"But the problem is the tea!" Hange didn't know where the anger came from. Qianhua had never seen him reprimand someone like this. Huan Lansha and others were all people he regarded as brothers and sisters. Why did he just do it for the sake of someone he was dissatisfied with? After taking a sip of tea, he was filled with anger. Although Han Ge cared for himself, it was not in this way. This nameless fire made Qianhua feel that something was fishy, so he did not stop him and allowed his master and servant to sing. Come on, sit back and watch on your own.
"This tea is old tea. Look, so what if it is harvested from tea trees that are thousands of years old? The color is already dark yellow but not green enough. The taste is rich but not fresh enough. Where is the fragrance that is strong yet overpowering and elegant?"
"But... but the new tea is too tender. I... I thought that moistening the old tea in the morning dew overnight would restore its fragrance. Who would have thought that this would be the case..." Faced with Hange's anger, Huan Ge Lansha looked aggrieved and her whole body was trembling slightly, showing no ambition or courage as she had done before.
Hange continued to scold him angrily: "Lan Lan! The tea is old. No matter how long it is maintained with the rain god's nectar, the old tea will eventually lose its flavor. Why covet the essence of the tea tree that she has cherished for thousands of years? It's better to abandon it. It's better to forget it! Besides, the new tea is already in bud, how can I allow you to ignore it? It really pisses me off. If you want to drink old tea, then drink your old tea and quickly replace it with new tea!"
The order was so shocking that Huan Lansha surrendered obediently and hurriedly poured old tea for Hange: "Yes! I will drink whatever the ghost master drinks. Don't dare to make any mistakes again."
This trepidation is totally not the character of the savage kitten Yao Huan Lansha, and Hange, who has never had much pursuit of tea, is now getting angry for the sake of new and old tea. This is not the temper he should have, Qianhua sees it. Here, the pain is entangled in the bottom of my heart: Hange and Huan Lansha, but they are suffering from the fact that the two masters and servants have acted out this drama for themselves. Whether Hange did it intentionally or not, the expressions of Mo Yunye and Nan Liyue at the moment, Even though it was calm, there were still slight ripples, especially after Hange asked nonchalantly: "Tianjun and Demon Lord, do you want to continue drinking the old tea, or do you want to change to the new tea?" Nan Liyue's cold eyes Hidden under the black eyelashes, Qianhua couldn't see clearly, but Mo Yunye's hand that clenched his paw clearly trembled slightly.
New tea, old tea, new people, old people... How many clouds and moons, how many entanglements...
Qianhua's heart was surging and her eyes were slightly moist. Why didn't she look forward to the answer from the two of them
"I drink my own wine, tea... doesn't matter." This was Nan Liyue's reply. He came to the tea party but did not drink tea but brought his own wine. He treated Hange with the same attitude from beginning to end. Indifferent look.
"Please help me put on new tea." And this... was Mo Yunye's reply.
Qianhua was shocked. How could the wise Mo Yunye not understand the pun of Hange's words? He answered in front of everyone, did he mean... Qianhua was flattered, her heart felt like a deer, her nose felt sore, and her eyes were full of tears. Tears came, and when Huan Lansha approached respectfully to take away the saucer, she broke away from Mo Yunye's hand and stood up and said, "I'm going to help."
She couldn't look like she was worthless in front of him, in front of Nan Liyue, crying and crying for a little bit of favor and love, so embarrassed.
Mo Yunye did not stop her and allowed her to follow Huan Lansha and leave the ghost palace to calm down her excitement alone.
"Okay! The carefree and sentimental woman is gone. It's time for us three grown men to discuss business matters!" General Han Ge, who was still furious, suddenly changed his mind and started talking about world affairs impassionedly. It’s serious… (To be continued)