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This time, not only Wang Junhua, even Ye Lvguanyin's eyes were opened wide, this child, actually dared to meddle in the affairs of the Lord? He even wanted to ask about her father's favorite Kikuji? Could Fourth Prince also tolerate it?

Jin Wushu laughed loudly, "Alright, son, if you don't like her, Abba will send her off, and send her off tomorrow. You don't have to be afraid. "

Thank you Abba, Abba is really good, "Lu Wenlong stood up, became happy, went to his side, and hugged his neck, looking extremely intimate:" Abba, I heard you say that you want to drink tea earlier, so I'll fry tea for you to drink, okay?

He held his son's hand and asked in surprise, "Son, how come you know how to make tea?"

"Mom taught me. I learned a little. "

Joy spread through his heart like a tide. The people in this room seemed to never exist again as they only looked at Hua Rong, their voices filled with an excitement that even they themselves could not believe: "Men, serve us a full set of tea set."

A full set of tea set was placed in the middle of the dance floor.

The tea grinder, boiling small stove, green bamboo teaspoon, and set of rouge red tea set were all rare high quality kiln s in the imperial palace. They were even more exquisite than the rose red tea set Jin Wushu smashed to pieces that night.

Lu Wenlong sat down and looked at the people around him, frowning: "Abba, the Way of Tea belongs to the close friends, elegant people. With so many people watching, I don't like it …"

"Get out, all of you."

All of the Kikuji s felt like they were on the verge of tears. It was obvious that Hua Rong taught them to pretend to be adults as children. They could only bitterly retreat one by one. Jin Wushu happily looked at Hua Rong, only to see the gentle smile on her face, softly and slowly instructing his son.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Hua Rong saw Wang Junhua's ashen face and laughed secretly. She looked at Jin Wushu and smiled. Men! She sighed softly. She understood his weaknesses and the truth behind what he called the Casanova mask, but he always took it as a sign that women loved and did not love him.

In that case, why not bet on him?

She smiled slightly, looking like a crafty little girl.

Jin Wushu was dumbstruck. How many years had he known her in such clothes, in such a light wipe, in such a smile, in such beauty? How many times have I seen such a gentle beauty? Gentle, smiling, beautiful, all of them were there.

The tea had already been crushed. Lu Wenlong frowned, as if he had forgotten the next step. He raised his head and looked at his mother, and laughed: "Mom, I forgot about the next step …"

Hua Rong smiled, sat cross-legged beside him and picked up her teaspoon.

All of this seemed like a lifetime ago.

Jin Wushu also sat down cross-legged opposite of the mother and son. His heart had different emotions and he was absolutely different from when he lost to Zong Han and the others in the political battle. This time, I am taking control of the situation. It is as though the whole world is in my hands. At this moment, it was as if the grudge between Hua Rong and his wife had been completely written off. It was a brand-new start, the first time they had met, and everything was as clean as the air after the rain.

After the new rain, Mount Kong would like a cup of wine?

In a trance, the lady dressed in a purple dress flipped her snow-white hands that were as soft as bone. The rouge colored teacup turned three times, and exquisite patterns appeared on the cup in front of the guest. She was gentle as water: "Fourth Prince, please enjoy the tea."

The delicate patterns and the red hands blended into one, the teacup was glowing with a light blue light. He reached out to grab the tea cup, but accidentally grabbed the soft hands.

"Bi Yun will always be in the wind, white flowers and a bowl of light. Fourth Prince, this is the praise for tea given by the poet Lu Mai of the Tang Dynasty. Try it, do you like it?"

As if he had just awoken from a dream, he took the teacup and gently picked it up. Looking at the jade's color, it was like the highest of jades and the most transparent crystal. It simply could not destroy her unparalleled beauty.

"Abba, quickly drink it. It's very delicious."

Then, he took a sip and gently put it down, before performing a tea ceremony towards Hua Rong like an elegant hermit: "Thank you."

had never seen Abba and his mother getting along harmoniously, being extremely polite and overjoyed. He accepted the tea cup from his mother and imitated her, reading the patterns first before slowly tasting it, he put down the teacup and excitedly said: "Abba, Mother, in the future, we will often make tea, okay?"

As long as you like it, Abba will accompany you to drink it everyday. Abba will also learn to fry tea, and once I learn it, I can only fry it for you and your mother to drink. This tea set will be delivered to your mother's tent today … " She looked over excitedly. Hua Rong pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything. Her soft hand also held onto a cup of tea as she scrutinized the exquisite patterns on it.

This was the best tea set in the entire Da Song. It was of the same colour as it came out of the kiln and was "known as jade but not jade as compared to jade". Especially after the great disaster at Jingkang, the kiln were severely damaged and slowly disappeared. Just this set of top-grade rouge tea set was already worth ten thousand gold. It was originally a collection of the Song Huizong. Jin Wushu was familiar with the culture of the Southern Empire, and had refined all sorts of antique porcelain to steal over a dozen sets of tea sets of kiln s, including the most precious and most exquisite set.

She held the treasures of her homeland in her hands. In order to avenge her husband, she had to stand by the side of her enemies. She lowered her head, and forced a smile. Thinking of his son again, his face slowly turned soft. Little Tiger head, he had never drunk any tea that his mother fried. A picture of the heavens slowly appeared in his eyes. One day, if he could still live and lead his two sons into seclusion in the mountains, he wouldn't need such an exquisite tea set. He wouldn't need such a simple and crude tea pot, yet the three of them would sit around and cook the most delicious tea in the world and teach them the most elegant ways to drink tea. There was even the rough King Qin, perhaps, he had never tasted such tea before? In his memory, he would always drink water or drink wine. He would gulp down a huge bowl of water with his head tilted upwards with a single gulp. Even after drinking about ten bowls, his expression still remained the same, like the fiercest of water buffaloes.

King Qin!

She sighed in her heart. Those painful days, those days when he was unconscious, it was all because of him. It was all because of this rough man.

Until today, he still wanted to help raise his son.

How much did she owe him?

One day, he would also be able to fry a cup of tea for him and help him wear the valley towel again. How great would that be? However, such a chance would never come again. Now that he was married, his mission was to cooperate with Ye Lvdayong in his struggle to rule over the world. Naturally, there would be a gentle and beautiful Li Tinglan by his side to take care of him and help him bear children. He could only wait for one day to pick up his son. Three days was the best time of his life for his mother.

"Mommy, Mommy …"

She raised her head from her slight absent-mindedness with a smile on her face. "Son, what else do you want?"

The little teenager picked up a bamboo spoon and said, "I want to practice it all myself …"

Jin Wushu anxiously said: "Son, Abba will be your assistant. Come, come, Abba will also learn from you."

"Ah, it smells so good, it smells so good! Fourth Uncle, what are you doing?"

Laughing loudly, the young wolfhirsutism walked into the tent together with his Pet Consort.

Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Wolf Head, you came at the right time, please drink a cup."

Lu Wenlong anxiously bowed and passed over a cup of tea: "Wolf Lord, please drink the tea, my mother personally fried it."

The little child, full of etiquette, held the teacup in his hands and carefully admired it, "I've just witnessed the true Song Kingdom's tea culture today. It really lives up to its name, it really lives up to its name …"

His gaze landed on the lady with the flowing sleeves, and his eyes lit up, as he said uncontrollably: "No wonder the Fourth Uncle is so full of yearning, so much yearning. Hahaha, the princess consort of Fourth Uncle, truly is the best in the world … "

Jin Wushu was unable to contain his joy, "This prince has waited for half a lifetime, so that this day will come. Thank you for your kind words. "

Small Cisch had already taken her hand affectionately and spoke in Chinese, "Princess Yue has really broadened Servant's horizons today. This is the first time Servant has witnessed the true Way of Tea. In the past, Servant always lacked something when doing things …"

Small Cisch grew up in Jinguo, and her Chinese have already become a little stiff, but she insisted on using Chinese, which gave Hua Rong a little more good impression of his. He saw that she and Yue Shan had already become semi-Chinese, especially Yue Shan who was wearing a bright yellow Emperor Dragon Robe, and had a crown on her head. If not for the long braid on her head, she would be like a young Chinese man, Tian Zi. In comparison, Jin Wushu's braid of hair was extremely distinct.

Perhaps he had realized something, Jin Wushu looked at the crowd, then looked at his clothes and laughed. He looked at Hua Rong and spoke gently: "Wolf Master and Zhang Fei are looking forward to your tea."

Hua Rong smiled slightly, poured a cup and passed it to Small Cisch. Small Cisch took it and took a sip, surprised: "It's really too wonderful. Princess Yue, teach me, okay? "

He smiled and said, "Will it be too much trouble for Princess Yue?"

"Princess Yue, I'm begging you. I've searched for a long time, but have not been able to find anyone who understands the dao."

Hua Rong did not reject, and continued to practice, Small Cisch watched with relish. Everyone drank their tea and only left late into the night.

The tent quieted down, Lu Wenlong rarely went to sleep so late at night, and yawned. Jin Wushu carried him, looked at Hua Rong, and said gently: "Let your son sleep here tonight, okay?"

She was eagerly anticipating her answer. If her son stayed, she would stay.

Due to her performance that day, he started to feel dizzy, as if this woman was really his wife. She was the Crown Prince's wife. In that case, the family had to live together, didn't they?

Hua Rong shook her head and said softly: "We should not disturb Fourth Prince first."

As if he had awoken from a dream, Jin Wushu was greatly disappointed as he asked in a daze, "Hua Rong, can we start from the beginning?"

Start from the beginning? Where to start? From the moment they met Yue Pengju? If he had never met Penga before in his life, then it was not impossible.

Her laugh was light and ambiguous. "Maybe. "Wait for the matter here to come to an end."