The two of them grasped the timing of each tea-making. When they were rinsed, the water flow was tight and continuous, which finally made the tea that was tinkered with perfect stalemate, suspended in the teacup, forming delicate soup flowers that adhere to the inner wall of the teacup, and remained together for a long time. The effect was a perfect bite.

I knew in my heart that if there were no traces of tea powder on the wall of the tea cup, the color of the tea soup was blue and white, and it would be a good cup of tea.

"The reason why Jingshui is despised by you is because it is a thing in the homes of ordinary people, not as rare as the rivers and springs." Youmeng looked at the masterpiece in his hand and said calmly, "But what rivers, lakes and seas can integrate the bonds of his family like Jingshui, and contain blood-loving affection?"

Her words were like a revelation, and like a needle tip piercing her heart, making the children of the aristocratic families both ashamed and moved.

Finally, two cups of tart fragrant tea were presented on the pineapple wooden couch in the center of the banquet hall for everyone to enjoy.

Jingrong's cup had already revealed the tea-colored water marks, but Youmeng's cup was the first time to make a beautiful tea. Everyone was amazed when they saw its foam becoming a radiant flower, as bright as snow, and as bright as spring.

The winner of this tea battle is to see the morning and evening when the water mark appears. The later the water mark appears, the better the tea will be.

The maid divided the tea into several small cups and invited both parties to taste the tea.

Lan Ying held the tea ordered by Youmeng and Li Feng, smelled the fragrance first, and then tried the taste. She felt that the fragrance was refreshing and her tongue was sweet. She closed her eyes and intoxicated. She said, "The fragrance of tea rolled in the curtain and the moon fell, and the pains of the floating Liang Jingyu."

"Teaching Master" is another name for tea. This sentence has a beautiful artistic conception, which makes people feel endless aftertaste, and will make you smile with a knowing smile on your dreams.

The nobles here also noticed Lan Ying earlier. The Shangguan family still has a certain reputation in Luoyang and is now in a general family. Her noble origin and unworldly temperament make them salivate at this newly aristocratic woman. They feel that they are both fresh and curious. At this moment, they applaud and praise her talent.

The autumn leaves also savored the tea of ​​Jingliang carefully, and smiled and pondered: "The cold spring falls in the green palace and the flowers are quiet, so I send you a tea cup for half a day to free."

As soon as the poem was released, it also received a burst of praise, especially those noble girls were very excited and couldn't help but applaud him, and their eyes were shining when they looked at Qiuye.

Youmeng and Li Feng held the teacup and looked at each other. Youmeng took a pose to respect him, and the two drank with smiles.

In the pavilion near the stream outside the banquet hall, Zhuang Ning'er leaned against the bench, thinking about her thoughts in a depressed mood.

There were two noble girls with good relationships sitting next to her, both of whom were handkerchiefs. Knowing that she was unhappy, she talked with her here to relieve her.

"Hey, why don't you go back after you change your clothes?" asked the noble girl named Yang.

Zhuang Ning'er slowly waved the fan and curled her lips in disappointment: "What else should I do when I am so ugly? I'm laughing at you?"

"You won't go back, but the little princess is in full swing." said another noble girl surnamed Zhang.

The girl Yang sneered and echoed: "Yes, she later helped the prince to order tea on your behalf. That skill was simply amazing."

"She is so powerful?" Zhuang Ning'er couldn't help but suffocate, looking at Yang with a clear jealousy in her eyes, "Better than me?"

Zhang and Yang exchanged their eyes, taking into account her face, and did not say too much, and laughed dryly.

"Anyway, everyone present was amazed by her." Yang said just pretending to be indifferent.

Zhuang Ning'er was burning violently in her heart, and she curled the corners of her mouth coldly: "Hmph, she can shine in front of everyone after she supports me. What a scheming."

At this time, Zhang happened to use his aftertaste to capture two people walking in the corridor. After seeing it clearly, he was shocked and hurriedly pulled Zhuang Ning'er's hand to let her stop.

Zhuang Ning'er and Yang had just reacted. In a blink of an eye, they heard the little princess's smug laughter, and came in a charming way along the corridor: "Some sisters are so interested. Don't go to have a tea, but chat here?"

Youmeng was still following Lan Ying. The three of them immediately stood up, and all of them squeezed out forced smiles on their faces, and bowed to salute: "Princess."
Chapter completed!