C17

In front of him was a vast and open courtyard that was filled with a distant fragrance. There was a banquet in the middle and there were six tables sitting on top of it. All of them were made of oak and were made of purple sandalwood. Delicate tea was placed on the table. The palace maids were in order.

At this moment, the snow fell onto the green pine, bamboo, and cypress trees, falling onto the ground. Under the rare clear sky, it was a luster that was comparable to that of a beautiful glass bead.

The Empress Mother sat in her place, dressed in a royal gown of twisted gold and silver thread, embroidered with delicate red peonies, with a golden knot at the collar of her sleeve. Her fingers were adorned with jeweled white jade armor, and her hair was covered with phoenix silk. Elegant and rich.

By the side was Chen Fei, dressed in a purple palace robe. There was a smile on her face and there was a certain charm to her.

There were six tables down at the table. Apart from the empty table, the rest of the noble and dignified ladies were like a bewitching purple, flashing into the eyes of Song Qingyu.

Song Qing Yu was neither hurried nor slow and was not intimidated by the scene. Instead, she took a step forward and bowed, and at the same time, she lifted her skirt. The wet nurse behind did not expect Song Qing Yu to bow, nor did she expect him to suddenly lift her skirt, and just as she was about to step on it, she slipped and fell backwards in a sorry state.

"This humble one, Song Qingyu, pays his respects to Esteemed Empress Dowager and Imperial Concubine Chen. I am extremely blessed."

A "peng" sound rang out. Before he could finish his sentence, the mama behind him had already fallen to the ground. Song Qingyu did not panic as he finished his words.

The empress dowager frowned slightly. Since when did this mama of the Palace not be able to walk properly? In comparison, this girl had an extraordinary temperament. The empress dowager waved her hand. "Come, let This Dowager take a look."

Song Qingyu bowed in gratitude.

Consort Chen had originally wanted to embarrass Song Qingyu, but her decency and generosity served as a foil to her own. "Servant, bring out the servant who won't be able to walk on this path."

Chen Fei neither called out the names nor spoke of the punishments. Obvious protection.

Song Qingyu stepped down from the corridor and walked forward slowly. He bowed again.

This was not like the jade of a small family, nor was it inferior to the imperial concubine's bearing. She was still young, and her eyes were already bright. She was neither afraid nor fearful, neither humble nor haughty. The empress dowager suddenly thought of the word, Cymbidium.

"Sit down."

Song Qingyu bowed to show his gratitude and led a few servants to their seats.

"Chen Fei, this future wife of yours looks very good." Lin Yu is fortunate. "

Chen Fei's chest felt stuffy. It was one thing for the empress dowager to praise this peasant girl, but she actually said that Lin Yu was blessed. Could it be that Lin Yu could only marry this kind of peasant girl?

Chen Fei smiled as she replied, "Empress Dowager, it's good as long as you don't mind that Clear Yu came from the countryside."

"Country?" The empress dowager suddenly remembered as she raised her eyes to look at Song Qingyu. Although her every move was not a model, she did not violate any rules.

When she saw the empress dowager's doubt, the corners of Chen Fei's lips curled up slightly and she took a sip of tea in satisfaction.

And then, he slowly talked about something else.

"Empress Dowager, you've offered me fourth-grade tea this year. Chenqie specially selected some of them. They're all high-grade tea leaves, and they include the newly harvested Maydock Longjing. When I heard that the empress dowager liked tea, I wanted to make it myself. He didn't expect that after inviting Qing Yu to the banquet today, he would be visited by a few nieces from his concubine's family. This chenqie suddenly thought of something just now and thought of making use of this opportunity to set up a banquet to test the tea ceremony of these ladies. "

With the recent peace and quiet, tea ceremony was also a must for the ladies. Chen Fei was making up her mind that Song Qingyu had come from the countryside, so she didn't do anything about it. Add in the impromptu rise. She was definitely at a loss for what to do.

The empress dowager was overjoyed. "It's been a long time since it's been so lively. That's what you think of. This Dowager would also like to see it. "

Chen Fei covered her face and chuckled. "Chenqie still wants to tease the empress dowager."

As Chen Fei said this, she noticed the panicking Song Qingyu from the corner of her eyes. Chen Fei was delighted. She seemed to have thought of something on purpose. With a pale face, she looked at Song Qingyu and asked with understanding, "Does Qingyu know these things at home?"

"In reply to the Empress, Qing Yu is not good at tea ceremony, but in the few days since our return home, my mother has sent people to teach him some skills." Should... "I understand a bit."

He had been studying at home for a few days, yet he still dared to play around with it.

Chen Fei was afraid that she wouldn't fall for it. When Chen Fei saw her reluctant expression, she felt even more proud of herself.

"Qing Yu, if you're not good at it, you can avoid doing it. All these sisters and sisters of yours know something. Qing Yu, you came from the countryside after all, and they have been learning these things since they were young, you don't have to feel sorry for them. "

"En?" Chen Fei raised her eyebrows with a regretful expression. "Empress, rest assured."

Chen Fei let out a soft sigh and waved her hand.

The twelve palace maids lined up in six rows, holding a tray as they slowly walked over. Place the plate clearly on the table.

Song Qingyu looked up and saw an exquisite dark blue tea set and a purple clay teapot. Next to him was New Leaf from the well. For Song Qingyu's sake, Chen Fei had actually sent over the best tea leaves, all for the sake of blaming her for spoiling the tea leaves. In his previous life, he didn't understand this. Because of this humiliation, he had returned to train hard.

At this moment, with a slight nod from Chen Fei, the other young misses began to move in an orderly fashion.

Song Qing and Yu were sniffing the tea leaves and were only half a beat slower than the rest.

Sitting across from Song Qingyu was Third Miss Mu, who was from the Shang Shu Manor of the Ministry of Public Affairs. She had a serious expression on her face, from ordering tea to studying tea. It had already attracted the attention of everyone.

She was Concubine Chen's niece, Imperial Concubine Chen liked her the most. He had originally thought that if Zuo Linyu married Song Yiyan as his official wife, there would be no harm in talking about concubine in the future.

As she was thinking, she noticed the empress dowager's gaze shift slightly.

She followed his gaze.

The porcelain cup made a crisp sound when touched. Song Qingyu lit a cup of tea which was steaming hot, and the fragrant flowers and green leaves supported him. It was refined, clean, pure and beautiful.

Her green sleeves, her right hand supporting her sleeve, gently fiddled with the porcelain cup of white water. Compared to the norm, his movements were a bit more graceful.

At this time, the other misses had already prepared tea.

Tea should not wait long.

Chen Fei had them present each and every one of them, but she had actually suppressed the entire Shang Shu Manor.

The ladies' tea-making skills were very good, but the empress dowager liked tea. The people who made the tea were not lacking, and they had long been accustomed to it. They even felt that it was a pity that these girls had wasted the tea.

Chen Fei saw through her thoughts. With a gentle smile, he brought Mu Er up with his own hands.

It just so happened that Song Qingyu's men were sent up as well.

Chen Fei's gaze hardened before she opened her mouth to chuckle. "Esteemed Empress Dowager, these two girls will be coming along as well."

"Open."

Her Majesty did not think that there would be anything that could move her. She did not expect that when Mu Yu's teacup opened, a peony flower would fall apart. It was amazing. The empress dowager's eyes lit up, then she slowly picked up her cup.

"Alright."

Mu Yu's face turned red. Although this was within his expectations, he still couldn't help but think of this possibility. The gazes with which he looked at the crowd became somewhat haughty.

Chen Fei laughed softly and opened the blue and white porcelain cup that Song Qingyu handed over. A layer of tea leaves floated on top of the cup. Together again, they formed a group.

Chen Fei originally thought it would be bad, but she didn't expect it to be this bad.

The empress dowager's expression changed as well. "They use superior new leaves." His tone was full of pity and reproach.