His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince actually talked to her like this, this is just a scene that once appeared in a dream...
At this moment, with a creak, the door was pushed open.
Luo Xiang came in with a tray of tea, and respectfully bowed to Bai Chenfeng, "Hello, Your Highness, Miss Mengyue, are you alright?"
The two looked at her, Bai Chenfeng's smile faded, and his brows were furrowed, "Go down, who let you in?"
Luoxiang Weiwei said, "Miss Mengyue is worried about Miss Mengyue's health, and said that it is still a bit cold to enter the water in this weather, so let Miss Mengyue drink some cold tea, otherwise Miss Mengyue will suffer from some serious illness." Oh no."
Bai Chenfeng didn't even think about it, "No need, take it."
Now Huanmengyue is already a spiritual master, so she doesn't need any kind of tea to drive away the cold.
Who knew that Luoxiang whispered again, "Your Highness, you are a powerful Lingbao teacher. You don't need to be in good health, but Miss Mengyue has just awakened her Lingbao talent. How can you not drink a cup of cold-dispelling tea? Besides, this tea is ours. The tea that the master treasured the most to heighten the spirit during his lifetime... "
Bai Chenfeng's eyes lit up, the good tea that Huan Beiming treasured before his death to heighten his aura
Bai Chenfeng has always been shrewd. Although he doesn't quite know what kind of spiritual treasure this fantasy dream moon is, but looking at its shape and the reaction of his own spiritual treasure on his wrist, he can be sure that fantasy dream moon's spiritual treasure is extraordinary. , which greatly increased his interest in her.
Based on a man's intuition, this woman should also have a good impression of him. If he can handle such a woman, she will be one of his helpers in the future.
Now that Fan Mengyue has just awakened her Lingbao talent, what she needs most is food to increase her aura.
Thinking of this, he said, "Then bring it up."
Luo Xiang hastily presented two cups of tea bowls, not daring to disturb the two of them anymore, and retreated.
Bai Chenfeng picked up a cup and took a sip. It had a slightly sweet and slightly spicy taste, and the taste was not bad. Most importantly, he could feel the high aura! The maid was right.
After drinking a cup of tea, at least one hundred and fifty more aura points have been added! It is worthy of being a collection of fantasy imperial delicacies!
At the same time, he was very proud. Such a highly spiritual thing must have been served for the sake of the Ninth Prince, and the Huanfu was quite sensible.
Huan Beiming died, probably in a disguised form to show his favor.
"Drink it, it's really good tea." Bai Chenfeng signaled.
Huan Mengyue blushed, and went to hold the cup of tea with trembling hands. Because she was too nervous, the tea bowl was not stable, and some spilled out. Seeing the situation, she chuckled, "What are you afraid of? Is it possible that His Highness will still eat it?" Can't you make it?"
As he spoke, he also helped her carry the teacup, and brought it to Huanmengyue's bright red lips.
Huanmengyue drank it tremblingly, and the god-like man she had dreamed of sat beside him like this, saving her with lip-to-lip breathing, and still feeding her water, if she hadn't awakened the gifted Lingbao , she had already fainted from excitement.
She subconsciously licked her lips.
The room was quiet, and she could not help but feel her breathing became a little heavy, and her body felt light.
The little face was even more flushed, revealing a bit of charm and temptation faintly.
"How do you feel? Is it good?" Bai Chenfeng felt itchy when he saw Huan Mengyue's pitiful appearance.