"Nan Fengchen, I, I..." Mi Xiaoqi said with some embarrassment.
"You don't need to say anything, I won't embarrass you now, as long as you remember that when you need it, let Shui Huangyu go to me, and protect yourself well." Nan Fengchen's eyes were obviously dark darkened.
Uh, well, Mi Xiaoqi didn't know how he should react for a while, so he looked at him dully.
"Heh..." Nan Fengchen was so amused by her small appearance that he almost laughed out loud, raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "Xiaoqi..."
"Eh..." Miss Seven was stunned.
Nan Fengchen suddenly bent down, took Xiaoqi's hand, and before she recovered, put a white jade bracelet on her left hand, and at the same time pierced Xiaoqi's finger with something , blood instantly fell on the white jade bracelet.
"Pain..." Xiao Qi frowned.
"Nan Fengchen, what are you doing?" Seeing that the white jade bracelet in his hand instantly turned pink, he became more and more surprised.
"The bracelet is the relic of my queen mother. When your blood falls, you are recognized as the master. Xiaoqi, take good care of it." Nan Fengchen's deep peach blossom eyes flashed a trace of forbearance, and he turned and left.
"Hey, hello... Nan Fengchen..." Xiao Qi got up and chased after two steps, she couldn't leave the yard yet, looking at the bracelet on her hand, Depressed Bird, raised her little hand and tried hard to take off the bracelet, but it was in vain.
Emma, isn't it right? Bei Gongyan will definitely find out that there is a bracelet in his hand suddenly. How can he explain it at that time? It is said that Nan Fengchen gave it to him, and a certain prince can't drink a vat of vinegar...
While struggling, Bei Gongqi opened the door and came in.
"What's the matter, Xiaoqi?"
"Uh, something happened." Xiao Qi raised his wrist, it was really strange that the blood-stained bracelet turned pink in minutes, what is the reason for this? Not to mention the pink bracelet, it's really cute.
"This is?" Bei Gongqi asked.
Xiao Qi walked up to Bei Gongqi in a few steps, "Nan Fengchen just came, and he put it on for me, saying it was his mother's relic. The most important thing is that I can't take it off, what should I do?"
Bei Gongqi frowned slightly, Nan Fengchen actually entered the bedroom quietly, he didn't realize it at all, that is to say, Nan Fengchen's current kung fu is far above everyone else.
"Let me take a look." Bei Gongqi raised his hand and turned the table around. After a while, "This is a concentric bracelet. Unless Nan Fengchen takes it off, it can only be taken off by cutting off his hand."
"No, it's so bloody." A certain girl immediately grabbed her wrist, she would rather have an extra bracelet.
"Afraid that third brother will be angry?" Bei Gongqi asked softly.
"En." Xiao Qi nodded, she was completely relaxed in front of Bei Gongqi, she could say a lot, he was neither as domineering as Bei Gongyan nor as indifferent as Bai Mufan, among all of them, Xiao Qi felt the easiest get along with.
"The third brother is not unreasonable, I will talk to him later." Bei Gongqi comforted him.
"Really, then thank you, Bei Gongqi." Only then did Xiao Qi relax with a smile.
When night fell, Bei Gongyan returned to Mingyue Pavilion.
His eyes fell on the concentric bracelet with displeasure.
"that… "
"I know." Bei Gongyan's deep voice sounded, "Come here."
Xiao Qi walked over and sat directly on his lap, "Bei Gongyan, I only like you."
"Silly girl." How could Bei Gongyan not understand what Xiao Qi was worried about, and smiled warmly, hugging her in front of him.
Take the Moon Palace.
Bei Gongling leaned on the soft couch and ate grapes leisurely.
Zhihua was fanning on the sidelines while saying this, "Princess, I heard from the people in the Three Princes' Mansion that Mi Xiaoqi is very sick now, and the Three Kings guard their clothes day and night, and the Fifth Prince also looks very tired. , the guards of Mingyue Pavilion are extremely strict."
"Oh, Mi Xiaoqi, I really can't see that Brother Sanhuang is so devoted to her. There is not only one woman in the Sanwang's Mansion. Maybe she is sick. Brother Sanhuang will take care of her and ignore himself. Zhihua, tell me The people in the backyard of the Three Princes' Mansion, when it's time to fight, everyone should fight hard." Bei Gongling said coolly, with a sneering smile on his lips.
Mi Xiaoqi, after you recover from a serious illness, Brother Sanhuang might already be infatuated with someone else, and then you will fall out of favor, and even if you don't die, you will live a life worse than death!
"Yes." Zhihua left in response.
The next day was the tea art competition. Bei Gongling washed and dressed like a flower, and Nan Fengchen stayed to be the judge. She went to watch the competition, naturally, so that Nan Fengchen could take a look at her more.
The water-pink gilt double-breasted Hunan embroidered peony dress set off layers upon layers of her beautiful figure. Her brows are far away and her lips are like peach red. On her head is a seven-treasure golden step rocker, which is swaying and radiant, following her steps. Crisp sound, pleasant to the ear.
As usual, Nan Fengchen wore a bright red gown, a jade belt around his waist, and a thousand-year-old black agarwood hairpin carved by Xiaoqi himself. His enchanting facial features became more noble and charming in the morning light.
It looked like Bei Gongling was in a daze.
Mr. Azure and Nan Fengchen walked side by side. Two handsome guys with completely different styles, blue brocade robes, jade crowns on their heads, light blue eyes shining brightly, lingering on the contestants.
The Tea Ceremony Competition is held every three years in Yuedu, so it can be said that it is grand.
The winner of the tea art competition can win a reward of ten thousand taels of gold, and ten copies of top-quality tea leaves. privileges, such as lifelong tax exemption if engaged in tea business.
Mi Xiaoqi changed into Mo Qi's clothes, put on a mask, and followed behind Hua Rongxuan, and Shui Huangyu followed behind Mi Xiaoqi, carrying a tray, and the tray was naturally the tea set made by Xiaoqi herself.
"This year's judges are not simple, let's not talk about Prince Nanye and Young Master Weilan. The middle position is Princess Anping. Princess Anping is the emperor's direct sister. No one can match her status in Beiyue Kingdom. It is rumored that Princess Anping has a strange and tricky temper. , always ask some cutting-edge questions from time to time, making it difficult to be a contestant; the other judge is An Shunteng, the patriarch of the tea sect. It's a powerful character." Hua Rongxuan introduced in a low voice next to Xiao Qi's ear.
"Oh." Little Seven girl responded softly.
"The rules of the tea art competition, our four major families and the tea sect can elect their own representatives to directly enter the second round of the competition. The five contestants who advanced and the five contestants in the second round were divided into five groups, and they were drawn to face off, and the five contestants were determined to enter the third round.
In the third round of the competition, apart from brewing tea, they also had to answer the questions raised by the judges. The contestant who got the most votes could enter the final, and only two people could participate in the final match.
In the finals, it was not only skills, but also tea. "
"knew."
Hua Rongxuan looked at Xiaoqi's faint reaction and really didn't know what to say for a while, Miss Qi, if you are very well prepared, can you tell me, so I won't worry.
The first day of competition, mainly the first round.
Naturally, participating in the tea art competition is not just a matter of registration. There are still a batch of auditions among the applicants. After the audition, there will be 50 people left. These 50 people will actually participate in the tea art competition. After the competition, the winners of each group will be left .
Every year, Yuewu Teahouse provides a special venue for the contestants of the tea art competition to rest. Naturally, the owner of Yuewu Teahouse will not engage in loss-making business. Every year in the tea art competition, there will be a special place for Yuewu Teahouse to hang their signboard.
Mi Xiaoqi squinted at the plaque on the Yuewu Tea House.
Who is the owner of Yuewu Tea House? He is so smart and knows how to advertise. With such a brain in this age, he has to be said to be his competitor.
The game starts soon.
A group of ten people, each sitting in front of their own seat, boiling water to make tea, watching the water mist rise slowly, and everyone elegantly washing utensils on the tea tray, choosing tea, and brewing, it is really a kind of enjoyment.
The whole morning passed quickly.
Among the five groups of contestants, five won, and three of them were from Liucheng.
The title of Liucheng's hometown of tea is not for nothing.
"Today's competition has come to an end for the time being. All contestants and judges are invited to stay in the Yuewu Teahouse together. The competition will continue tomorrow." The host is Shaofu Temple Qingsi Xueqi.
The Shaofu Temple is in charge of the selection of clothing, treasures, and tributes in the palace. Therefore, the annual tea art competition is presided over by the minister of the Shaofu Temple.
Everyone got up, so many people lived in Yuewu Tea House, it was quite lively to say the least.
Yuewu Teahouse has a teahouse in front and dozens of small yards in the back for people to live in.
Mi Xiaoqi and Hua Rongxuan were naturally divided into the same yard.
Bei Gongling couldn't move when she saw Nan Fengchen, and hurriedly followed, "Brother Prince, I haven't seen you for several days, Linger misses you so much."
Nan Fengchen's eyes fell on Bei Gongling's delicate face, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Is that so, it just so happens that I miss Ling'er very much."
Bei Gongling's little heart was thumping violently, this is the first time Nan Fengchen said that he misses himself, is it true, ah, could it be that the prince brother was finally attracted by his beauty and wanted to be with him …
"What's the matter, Ling'er, your face is so red?" Nan Fengchen took a step forward, a little closer to Bei Gongling, his unique breath lingered on the tip of Bei Gongling's nose.
The excited Bei Gongling could hardly stand still, but fortunately, Zhihua who was beside her gently tugged at her sleeve.
"Brother Prince, Linger, Linger is just too happy." Bei Gongling looked at Nan Fengchen incoherently, with love and obsession intertwined, wishing to step forward and hug Nan Fengchen.
"Heh, Linger's appearance is really more and more iconic. I want to tell Linger something close to myself. Linger will come to my courtyard in a while." Nan Fengchen raised his hand and tapped Beigong Ling's forehead, An ambiguous smile.
The gentle touch on the fingertips fell on Bei Gongling's heart. She was so excited that she almost cried out, ah, the prince brother asked me out. Go back to Nanye with him...
Brother Prince, as long as you tell me, I will definitely, definitely follow you.
Before Bei Gongling recovered from the excitement, Nan Fengchen had already walked away.