Shen Qingci took it and put the cup between her lips. There was a special tea fragrance. She closed her eyes and couldn't help but smell it a few more times. The special tea, special water, and special brewing methods, as well as the mood of the tea drinker at this time, all have different experiences of the tea flavor. For example, now she tastes the more elegant and faint fragrance it feels.

While drinking tea, she naturally listened to Changqing's news coming back, which was not considered an inquiry. After all, such a thing was known in the palace and outside the palace, so it was not unexpected that it could be transmitted to their mansion so early.

"A Ning, do you guess he is really critically ill?"

Luo Henglu poured himself a cup of tea and asked Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci held the cup with both hands, and she gently raised her long eyelashes, "He may have lived longer than me."

She was not cursing herself, but that was the case. In her previous life, when she died, she was afraid that she would sit high on the dragon throne. Since ancient times, the emperor has known health preservation. Although he did not open the furnace to practice pills, the people with the surname Luo have always had longer lives than ordinary people, and they would not starve to death, and such natural disasters and man-made disasters. Regardless of whether she died in this life or not, she was afraid that others would have to live longer than her.

Luo Hengli reached out to caress her hair.

"Do you want it?"

"Yeah, I have to."

Shen Qingci handed out his cup.

"Hold it," Luo Henglu picked up the pot and placed it on Shen Qingci's hand.

But Changqing gasped.

My master, you have to hold your hand more firmly. Never burn your wife. If it is really burned a little, you are afraid that you will cut your flesh and apologize.

This is all because of my life. If I owe my wife, I am afraid that the flesh on my body will be cut.

Shen Qingci took his cup forward, but was not afraid at all.

As for asking her why?

It's actually very simple, it's just the word trust.

There are not many people in this world who can get her trust. The people she believes in now are nothing more than what she has experienced in the previous life. She knows that people's hearts will be seen over time, but now that Luo Hengyou is in her heart, that is, someone worthy of her trust.

There is no reason, no reason, and no one.

She just believed it, so what? She just believed it, that's it.

After changing his hands, Luo Heng's hand also poured the water in the pot into the cup, no more or less, and he finished a cup, but of course no water splashed out. Shen Qingci took back the cup.

Then he placed it between his lips, blew it gently, and continued to drink.

"What's going on in the palace now?"

Luo Henglu asked Changqing again. Guozhen, from his eyes, from his attitude, and from the fact that he could still sit here and drink tea now, he knew that he was not too nervous about the affairs in the palace.

Even Shen Qingci doesn't believe it, so how could he believe it?

It is said that a centipede worm will die without being stiff. How could a person who is so scheming make him die so easily? Even if he is apart from his status as a prince, he will eventually fight to the point of winning. If he fails to become a king, he will become a king. This is that person.

He was so frustrated that he would not recognize such a cowardly way of dying, and he would probably not recognize such a cowardly way of dying.

"I don't know yet, young master, if I hadn't gone to check some news."

Changqing returned to Luo Heng's concern, and the palace was in chaos at the moment, but if they wanted to get the news, they would be able to bring the latest news back no matter what.

"No need," Luo Henglu poured a cup of tea into his cup again. There will be news that the third prince is safe tomorrow. Let's wait first.

Luo Hengli's words also made Changqing scratch his head. Who would have the ability to predict the future? Or would he poison that person?

He thought wildly, and after a while, God didn't know where he ran.

Luo Henglu poured a cup of tea into Shen Qingci's cup and asked her to continue drinking it.

Shen Qingci had already drunk four cups. To be honest, no matter how delicious the tea is, it cannot withstand such a cow drink.

She placed the cup on the table.

"What, don't drink it?"

Luo Hengluxue raised her eyebrows, "But it's not delicious?"

Shen Qingci was full of eyes. She really didn't know where Luo Hengwu could tell. She liked to drink tea? In fact, she always thought that she was not a good tea tasting person. Her temperament was a little impetuous. She had always wanted to compete with others in her previous life, so she did nothing. In this life, she only liked silver, and was vulgar, so drinking tea was so elegant but wasted time. It was really not something she could do. Let her sit for half an hour and drink four or five cups of tea. She felt that this was really an insult to tea. She might as well make spices and sell more silver.

"I know that this tea is good. This is what my husband cooks for himself. Luo Hengli has held the pot again, so why don't he come to have a cup?"

Shen Qingci stood up with a shout.

Then she stretched out her hand and snatched the teapot in Luo Henglu's hand.

Luo Henglu laughed, and he picked up the cup on the table with two fingers and placed it in the air.

But soon, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he saw Shen Qingci holding the pot with both hands, then throwing the lid aside, and then drinking all the tea at the mouth of the pot like a cow drink.

Okay, she exclaimed, thumped the pot and placed it on the table, then smeared her mouth with her sleeves, turned around and left.

"A hero among women!" Changqing couldn't help but give Shen Qingci a thumbs up.

After rolling his eyes, he rolled his eyes. What kind of female hero is this? It’s either a bright or an ignorant woman.

Shen Qingci walked out with big strides, and stepped on the ground very heavily, as if the ground had a grudge against her. She touched her belly and was really suffocating her. She sat still for a few hours and kept drinking. Could it be that she didn't want to show respect?

After she came out of Gong's room, she felt refreshed, and she didn't want to go back there and drink any tea with Luohenglu. Whatever Luohenglu drank was probably not tea. What was that? Is it lonely?

She locked her in the incense room and started to study spices again. She didn't know why, but she always wanted to make more spices. Although the spices she saved were enough for more than a few years, she still felt that they didn't have enough, so she still had to make more.

Taking advantage of the fact that she hasn't had much trouble now, she can save more incense in Yipin Xiang. If one day, she doesn't want to make incense, she can rest for a few years.

All around are filled with spices, and all kinds of fragrances are gathered together, with a wonderful fragrance that can be smelled by a person's nose, the most wonderful enjoyment.
Chapter completed!