Chapter 112

Zhao Xiaoling sipped his lips and said, "how do you know that there is such tea in your general's house? You haven't been back for more than ten years. How do you know that tea is still available? What if I follow you back without tea? What's more, how can you give me such a precious tea? "

Mo Qingxian squinted, his voice was light, "the emperor will give a little of that tea to the general's house every year. This is the usual practice. I think there should be some. As for whether you can drink it, I have the ability to let you drink it."

Zhao Xiaoling blinked, did not answer, just quietly looking at the ground, speechless.

After a while of silence, the tea was brought up. Zhao Xiaoling took the teapot with his uninjured hand. Before his hand touched the teapot, Mo Qingxian took the teapot first.

Holding the teapot, he poured a cup of tea for Zhao Xiaoling, and then for himself.

When the tea was poured into the cup, Zhao Xiaoling looked at the clear and visible green leaves in the cup. His eyes flashed and said, "I'll test you. If you can answer correctly, I'll accompany you back to the general's house."

"How to test?"

"We are in the teahouse, so we take tea as the test. If you can guess what tea is in the three cups I give you, you are right."

"Good."

Zhao Xiaoling grinned, "then you just wait. Close your eyes and wait for me to bring tea."

"Good."

Lang should sound, Mo Qingxian closed his eyes, waiting for Zhao Xiaoling to bring tea.

Before and after Zhao Xiaoling left the table, she went to Xiao ER and asked him to bring four kinds of tea. Then she mixed the four kinds of tea alternately and made them into three cups. Then she asked Xiao Er to take the tea to Mo Qingqing.

When he came to him, Zhao Xiaoling muttered in his heart. If he could guess it, he was destined to let me go back with you. If he couldn't guess it, it means that I shouldn't go back with you.

Murmur in the heart falls, small two already put tea in front of Mo Qingxian.

Zhao Xiaoling then walked to him and sat down. He said, "I've got three cups of tea. It's in front of you. You can taste it."

"Good." In response, Mo Qingxian reaches over to the table and touches the teacup.

"That's it." Zhao Xiaoling reminds him to touch one of the teacups directly with his hand.

Mo Qingxian nodded, raised a cup of tea to his nose and sniffed it. Before tasting it, he said to her, "this cup of tea is made of two kinds of tea, one is green tea, and the other is Tie Guanyin. Am I right?"

"You seem to know a lot about tea." I don't know yet.

Mo Qingxian smiles, puts the cup aside, and reaches to the place where he just touched it. When he touches a cup of tea, he takes it up and sniffs it again. This time, instead of saying it immediately, he frowns and tries to taste it.

After a sip of tea, Mo leisurely aftertaste will, this way, "this is green tea, Tie Guanyin, there is another It should be oolong tea. Am I right? "

"Well."

Mo Qingxian squinted, put down the cup and touched the last cup of tea.

When he touched the cup, Mo Qingxian took a drink in the same way, and finally said, "this..."

"Can you guess?" Zhao Xiaoling squints. Is he so powerful? Mixed so many kinds of tea can actually guess?

"The taste of this tea is a little heavy. It's hard to taste the tea with too many flavors."

"You can't taste it? If the product can't come out, I can't blame you for not going back with you. "

Mo Qingxian evil spirit smiles and says, "I said it's hard to taste it, but I didn't say it can't taste it."

Zhao Xiaoling twisted his brow and said, "have you already tasted it?"

Mo Qingxian didn't answer. He took another sip carefully and savored a cup of tea. Then he said, "here are green tea, Tieguanyin, oolong tea and black tea."

Zhao Xiaoling was stunned. He guessed it! She specially mixed so many kinds of tea to embarrass him. Unexpectedly, he was so powerful. Did he grow up in a teapot? Even if she likes tea like this, she may be able to guess.

"Yes? Am I right? " He slowly opened his eyes, dark and bright eyes looking at Zhao Xiaoling, with a confident smile on his face.

Zhao Xiaoling turned his lips and said, "yes, you guessed right."

"Then you..." His eyes flashed, looking at her seriously, "do you want to go back to the general's house with me?"

"Back, since I said you can answer correctly, I'll go back with you. Naturally, I won't break my promise."

"Let's go back, or the man will be worried." He spoke meaningfully.

Zhao Xiaoling Leng will understand that he refers to the people who follow them.

She nodded and, with a reply, paid the money with him and went out of the teahouse.

Leaving the teahouse, Zhao Xiaoling suddenly thought of something, and said, "go back to the general's house, do you need to take something with you? Shall we just go back empty handed? "

"What do you want to bring?" Mo Qingxian smiles at her eyes and seems to be happy with her idea.

Zhao Xiaoling didn't notice his attitude. He blinked and whispered, "I don't know. Anyway, the first time you take your daughter-in-law back, you always have to prepare something. Otherwise, people will think that my daughter-in-law doesn't understand etiquette."Mo Qingxian said with a smile, "I have to remind you that if you bring something, they won't like you much. It's better to be free and easy."

Zhao Xiaoling squinted and looked at him. Although his smile was shallow, there was an invisible pain in the bottom of his eyes. He I think I've had a bad time in the general's house. Otherwise, how can I not go back to the general's house for more than ten years?

"Well, I'll be free and easy. I'll take nothing with me and go back with you."

Mo Qingxian nodded, reached out and stroked her forehead hair, and took her to the general's house.

Zhao Xiaoling must admit that she was touched by the moment he started. Her heart kept beating. This state lasted until they arrived at the gate of the general's residence.

Walking to the gate of the general's mansion, Mo leisurely stops, looks at the place he hasn't seen for a long time, breathes deeply, and leads Zhao Xiaoling to the gate of the general's mansion.

Zhao Xiaoling glanced at him. Although he looked very calm, she felt that he was nervous. He shook his fist unconsciously, and his breath was heavy, as if he was going to be executed.

Sipping his lower lip, Zhao Xiaoling reaches out and grabs Mo Qingxian's hand.

He looked at her as if in surprise.

Zhao Xiaoling smile, did not speak, the line of sight away from him.

Ink leisurely hook up lips, as if a moment relaxed a lot, the pace light up.

They went to the gate of the general's mansion. Before they went in, they were stopped by the guards at the gate.

"Who are you? Why do you come to the general's house? "

"Your son, Gu qingjue, I went to the general's house to go home." He has a cool voice and a proud attitude.

Stop his guard, staring at him, a little stunned, "who do you say you are? Ancient Qing Jue? There is no young master named Gu qingjue in your family. "