"Your Majesty, you see, Shangguan Yu has already been married twice. You..." A gorgeous woman with a sad face sat in Xuan Beimo's study and kept chattering.
Xuan Beimo had a gentle smile on his face. He had always had a good temper towards his mother.
"Mother, this is the newly arrived extreme cold tea from Northern Xinjiang, please try it!" Xuan Beimo diligently poured a cup of brewed tea and handed it to his mother.
The tea exudes a delicate fragrance, with a hint of the coldness unique to northern Xinjiang, and combined with the warm fresh dew, it makes people feel that the fragrance lingers. A good cup of tea can make people forget their worries.
"You, it's like this every time. If I remember correctly, this Hancha was cultivated by Queen Liuyue, right?" The Empress Dowager of Chiyang gave a sip of tea with a hint of anger and a certain doubt.
Entrance.
When the tea enters the mouth, there is first a hint of bitterness on the tip of the tongue, then a sweet taste in the throat, and then a burst of warmth in the body...
"This tea is really the best!" the Empress Dowager praised.
The smile on Xuan Beimo's lips spread even more, but the loneliness in his eyes became more obvious.
What comes to mind is the last time he went to Liuyue, the stingy Du Yiqing told him that if he wanted to drink this tea in the future, he would have to pay a high price. He also laughed at that time because he had drunk all the teas, so he would not drink it.
Her pirate ship...
But he didn't know whether it was the tea that appealed to his appetite or his heart. With such a tricky taste, he could never leave the taste without just one cup of tea.
Bitter and warm, it made him want to stop...
"Mo'er?" The Queen Mother shook her head when she saw Xuan Beimo standing aside.
How could she not understand her child? This child has been confused since he saw the second young lady of the Du family. He stayed in Liuyue and refused to return to Chiyang. If she hadn't urged her several times, she might not have come back.
After finally returning to Chiyang, he sent someone to Liuyue to inquire again one day... This was obviously because he had lost his soul, and the lady he was looking for was already married to Liuyue's Shangguan Yu...
"Mother, if you like it, I'll ask Brother Yu to send more!" Xuan Beimo regained his composure and said perfunctorily.
The empress dowager of the Chiyang Kingdom looked at her son and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She knew best that her son seemed to be a bit romantic on weekdays, but he was actually an infatuated person.
"What do you think about the marriage that the Imperial Palace told you a few days ago?" The Empress Dowager was still worried about Chiyang's future heirs, and even more worried about her own son.
Xuan Beimo frowned slightly. He knew his mother's painstaking efforts, but...he couldn't do it.
"Well, Queen Mother, I remembered that today I made an appointment with the Prime Minister to go to Zuixiang Tower to talk about the construction of water conservancy in the south of Chiyang. Queen Mother, I will bring you tea later!"
Xuan Beimo said, without stopping at all, and quickly left the range of his mother's chatter.
The Empress Dowager looked at Xuan Beimo who was running away and shook her head. What are you, Prime Minister? Today, the Prime Minister clearly entered the palace. She met him before he came and promised to have dinner together in the palace in the evening. Why did he go to Zuixiang Tower?
Hey, Mo'er, what's wrong with you seeing that girl? The Queen Mother was very depressed, but she still had no choice but to call the maid next to her: "Go back to the Princess of Northern Xinjiang, the prince is ill today!"
…
Xuan Beimo fled the palace and walked on the street. He walked to the door of Zuixiang Tower and shook his head. He was a majestic Prince of Chiyang, but he was reduced to lying. That's all. Since he said he was coming to Zuixiang Tower, he should go in and sit down.
.
As soon as he entered the private room, the waiter saw Xuan Beimo's clothes and knew that he was a high-ranking official, so he greeted him diligently.
Xuan Beimo took the menu and was about to order when he heard a complaining female voice coming from next door.
"What a bullshit prince, this girl is giving him face when she sees him. Bah, Gesa, let's go back today and let our father know. It's not that I, Dorqin, don't want to, it's the prince of Chiyang who is sick!"
"Miss, shush! Keep your voice down, we are in Chiyang!" "Emperor, you see, Shangguan Yu has already been married twice. You..." A gorgeous woman looked sad and sat down.
In Xuan Beimo's study, the chatter continued.
Xuan Beimo had a gentle smile on his face. He had always had a good temper towards his mother.
"Mother, this is the newly arrived extreme cold tea from Northern Xinjiang, please try it!" Xuan Beimo diligently poured a cup of brewed tea and handed it to his mother.
The tea exudes a delicate fragrance, with a hint of the coldness unique to northern Xinjiang, and combined with the warm fresh dew, it makes people feel that the fragrance lingers. A good cup of tea can make people forget their worries.
"You, it's like this every time. If I remember correctly, this Hancha was cultivated by Queen Liuyue, right?" The Empress Dowager of Chiyang gave a sip of tea with a hint of anger and a certain doubt.
Entrance.
When the tea enters the mouth, there is first a hint of bitterness on the tip of the tongue, then a sweet taste in the throat, and then a burst of warmth in the body...
"This tea is really the best!" the Empress Dowager praised.
The smile on Xuan Beimo's lips spread even more, but the loneliness in his eyes became more obvious.
What comes to mind is the last time he went to Liuyue, the stingy Du Yiqing told him that if he wanted to drink this tea in the future, he would have to pay a high price. He also laughed at that time because he had drunk all the teas, so he would not drink it.
Her pirate ship...
But he didn't know whether it was the tea that appealed to his appetite or his heart. With such a tricky taste, he could never leave the taste without just one cup of tea.
Bitter and warm, it made him want to stop...
"Mo'er?" The Queen Mother shook her head when she saw Xuan Beimo standing aside.
How could she not understand her child? This child has been confused since he saw the second young lady of the Du family. He stayed in Liuyue and refused to return to Chiyang. If she hadn't urged her several times, she might not have come back.
After finally returning to Chiyang, he sent someone to Liuyue to inquire again one day... This was obviously because he had lost his soul, and the lady he was looking for was already married to Liuyue's Shangguan Yu...
"Mother, if you like it, I'll ask Brother Yu to send more!" Xuan Beimo regained his composure and said perfunctorily.
The empress dowager of the Chiyang Kingdom looked at her son and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She knew best that her son seemed to be a bit romantic on weekdays, but he was actually an infatuated person.
"What do you think about the marriage that the Imperial Palace told you a few days ago?" The Empress Dowager was still worried about Chiyang's future heirs, and even more worried about her own son.
Xuan Beimo frowned slightly. He knew his mother's painstaking efforts, but...he couldn't do it.
"Well, Queen Mother, I remembered that today I made an appointment with the Prime Minister to go to Zuixiang Tower to talk about the construction of water conservancy in the south of Chiyang. Queen Mother, I will bring you tea later!"
Xuan Beimo said, without stopping at all, and quickly left the range of his mother's chatter.
The Empress Dowager looked at Xuan Beimo who was running away and shook her head. What are you, Prime Minister? Today, the Prime Minister clearly entered the palace. She met him before he came and promised to have dinner together in the palace in the evening. Why did he go to Zuixiang Tower?
Hey, Mo'er, what's wrong with you seeing that girl? The Queen Mother was very depressed, but she still had no choice but to call the maid next to her: "Go back to the Princess of Northern Xinjiang, the prince is ill today!"
…
Xuan Beimo fled the palace and walked on the street. He walked to the door of Zuixiang Tower and shook his head. He was a majestic Prince of Chiyang, but he was reduced to lying. That's all. Since he said he was coming to Zuixiang Tower, he should go in and sit down.
.
As soon as he entered the private room, the waiter saw Xuan Beimo's clothes and knew that he was a high-ranking official, so he greeted him diligently.
Xuan Beimo took the menu and was about to order when he heard a complaining female voice coming from next door.
"What a bullshit prince, this girl is giving him face when she sees him. Bah, Gesa, let's go back today and let our father know. It's not that I, Dorqin, don't want to, it's the prince of Chiyang who is sick!"
"Miss, shush! Keep your voice down, we are in Chiyang!"