Qin Yuntao's thin lips parted slightly: "Since you're here, why don't you sit down for a while?"
Say it! He poured a cup of the best Cuifeng and put it on the opposite side. He had met Xia Zibing once. When he was seven years old, the ladies from all the families had a talent show at the palace banquet. Only Xia Zibing stood on the stage for a long time.
.In the end, she burst into tears and became famous in one fell swoop. From then on, everyone in Leng Ye Kingdom knew that this woman was a waste.
Xia Zibing examined it for a moment, smiled, walked over and sat down.
"What exactly did the Tenth Prince do today?"
Xia Zibing asked directly, her smile not reaching her eyes. She didn't like talking to strangers, she really didn't like it at all. But now that she was here, she couldn't leave in a hurry. This made it seem like she was afraid of this person.
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"Being in this situation, why don't you want to taste the best Cuifeng in the capital?"
The Tenth Prince pointed to the tea opposite him leisurely, his smile was gentle and steady. But his eyes were not big, which made people feel a little hypocritical.
Xia Zibing smiled and put the tea to her mouth. She took a sip and her eyes darkened. Then she made a judgment: "The tea is good, but the craftsmanship of tea making is not the best."
The Tenth Prince was surprised. Xian Yi Xuan was the most famous in the capital. No one had ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, but today, he was looked down upon by this woman. Immediately, Qin Yuntao's expression changed.
"Could it be that you have tasted better wine?"
Qin Yuntao's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, curious in every possible way.
Xia Zibing did not speak, but ended up playing with a set of tools on the table. She picked up the tweezers and worked on them gently. Every gesture surprised Qin Yuntao. This level of proficiency was even more impressive than the most famous one in Xian Yixuan.
Even the tea master couldn't compare with it. When Xia Zibing placed a cup of tea that was carefully prepared in front of Qin Yuntao, Qin Yuntao's love for tea made Qin Yuntao impatient to pick it up and taste it.
The moment the tea entered his mouth, his deep eyes suddenly lit up. Obviously, Qin Yuntao has been in the tea world for several years. But this is the first time he has tasted such clear, beautiful and sweet tea. It does not contain
A trace of impurities, clear taste.
Xia Zibing smiled and talked about the tea ceremony. She had to think of the man in her previous life who also loved tea. Ever since Xia Zibing fell in love with him, she often lowered her status and took the initiative to please him. In order to please him, she had to study for five full years.
Years of tea ceremony. It was only when her tea art developed to the point that it made people cry. She discovered that men should not be used to please. Just because of her flattery, Ling Ruitian fell in love with the boss of the other party. Just because of her flattery, he was bored to the point of being bored.
In the end, she and the boss of the other party made a plan to frame her. Just because he wanted to please her, he asked her to go to Crescent Mountain, and she obediently fell into the trap. It was only in the end, when her soul returned to this time and space, that she realized that her mistake was that she should not please that man.
"what's on your mind?"
A word woke up the dreamer. When Xia Zibing came back to her senses, she found that Qin Yuntao was looking at her in disbelief.
"It's okay!" Xia Zibing collected her thoughts and regained her composure.
"I can't believe you made this tea!" Qin Yuntao looked at Xia Zibing intently, as if he wanted to see something from Xia Zibing.
"I don't want to show off, does it matter whether you believe me or not?" Xia Zibing said lightly.
"You and Brother Bage are friends, right?" Qin Yuntao asked casually with a calm expression.
"Forget it!" Xia Zibing did not hide it. The Eighth Prince had helped her, and she would not forget it. But she and he had only cooperated once and had no deep friendship. They could not be regarded as friends.