The third floor of Xueqin Tower is only half the size of the second floor, and is connected to a spacious large terrace. Standing on the terrace, you can see the lake view of the entire Xiangsi Lake.

The sky was gloomy and it was drizzling.

The misty waves on the lake are like fairyland. The misty rain still cannot hide the row of pomegranate trees by the lake. The flowers are blooming red, just like a sunset in the clouds.

Qi Wufei has been paying attention to the weather and knowing that it is already pouring rain on Qilin Mountain at this moment, and it is just starting to rain in Nalan City.

He stood on the terrace, staring into the distance, and repeatedly said, "What a rain, what a rain!"

The heavy rain on Qilin Mountain is a good rain, and the light rain on Acacia Lake is also a good rain. On one hand, it is to cleanse the sins and the beautiful scenery on the earth. Why don’t you let people open their arms and feel refreshed!

Duanmuwei didn't know that he had a pun, but said that he was in love because of the scenery and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a romantic person."

Qi Wufei sighed again: "What a pity, what a pity!"

Duanmuwei and Dong Yueqi asked: "What a pity?"

Qi Wufei said: "Enjoying tea and enjoying the lake is a good thing, but unfortunately, it's a pity that the rain can only get one of the two."

Dongyue said: "What's the difficulty?"

After saying that, a green leaf floated into the air and suddenly grew into branches. The branches grew leaves, and the leaves continued to rise, and the branches and leaves raised a green shade on the terrace to block the rain.

Duanmuwei stumbled and said, "Wow, Sister Dongyue has never shown this move before!"

Dongyue said: "It's just a trick of carving insects. I didn't have the chance to show it before. Today, since Mr. Qi is interested, we might as well enjoy the lake and drink tea here. Please wait a moment and let me prepare a tea set."

Qi Wufei thought she was going back to the house to get it, and was about to ask if she wanted to help move the table or something, but suddenly, Dongyue raised her hand gently and a short coffee table appeared in front of her.

Of course, this coffee table was not transformed out of thin air, but was taken out from the storage space.

Qi Wufei saw her white wrists as snowy as she was wearing a string of red garnets on her hands, but he was not sure if it was her storage magic weapon.

Judging from the techniques, Dong Yue's strength should be higher than that of bamboo flowers. Qi Wufei cannot judge for the time being how high it is.

He couldn't help but sigh that there were so many experts in the little macaque.

Dongyue set up the coffee table, took out three cushions, and asked Qi Wufei and Duanmuwei to sit on it.

He took out another carbon stove and an iron pot.

She put the iron pot on the carbon stove, and gently flicked her fingers, and a little spark fell into the stove, and the carbon at the bottom of the pot ignited.

Then, she took out another set of Ru porcelain tea sets. The tea sets were not complicated, only one cup and three cups.

While placing the tea set open, Dongyue gently rolled up her long hair and pinned it with a silver hairpin, as if the sea-calming needle was inserted into the rolled waves. The wide plain sleeves and skirt flowed against her body like flowing clouds, covering her graceful figure, but it showed her aura of being an immortal.

A scent of pomegranate flowers floated silently on the drizzling terrace.

The cold rain is flying in the sky and the terrace warms the stove.

In the coolness, Qi Wufei felt a hint of warmth, mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the air, and a sense of vitality rose up.

In a trance, he thought that he had left the city and came to the snow-covered high mountain snowfield, and the winter moon in front of him was like a cluster of pomegranate flowers blooming in the snow.

The water in the iron kettle gradually boiled, and Dongyue stretched out her green fingers, held a small tea box, and picked a little tea leaf out of it with a teaspoon.

Qi Wufei had never seen such tea leaves. The crystal leaves were glowing with a light blue light, as if dew was stuck on it. Observing with his spiritual sense, the leaves were cold and clear, but full of vitality that was indescribable.

Dongyue lifted the iron kettle and poured water into the Ru porcelain cover bowl. There was no extra movement, but it gave people the feeling of flowing water in conciseness.

The tea leaves seemed to come alive, rippling in the bowl, and the wide sleeves swept across the table like wind. Qi Wufei clearly felt a strange fragrance flowing out of the sleeves and into the tea bowl. A burst of fragrance suddenly surged from the bowl, and the rising steam spread over the tea table and did not dissipate for a long time.

Dongyue put down the iron kettle, covered the lid of the bowl, grabbed the edge of the bowl with five fingers, shook it slowly, and exposed a gap of the lid, held the bowl with one hand and the wrist with the other, and poured the tea into three small cups.

A bowl of water is gone, and three cups of tea are just full.

She held the cups in both hands, put one of them in front of Qi Wufei, pushed the second cup in front of Duanmuwei, smiled slightly, and said, "Please!"

I picked up the third cup, covered it with my sleeve, and placed it on my lips.

Qi Wufei picked up the cup, took a sip, and suddenly became stunned.

He didn't know what it felt like. He said that the nectar was not that thick, with a little lighter; he said that the nine heavens were clear, but there was a little more fragrance.

From his past life to this life, he has drunk a lot of tea and has seen many people who love tea drink tea.

Farmers love to drink tea to relieve thirst and fatigue. Facing the loess and back to the sky, they were covered in smelly sweat and mixed with the smell of mud and fishy mud, and they picked up the clay pot and enamel pot and drank a large mouthful of strong tea that had been brewed long ago. It was so refreshing.

As for whether the tea is good or not, it doesn’t matter. Who has the time to work hard for a day to pay attention to what kind of tea is good and what kind of soup is bright. If you have the skill, it’s better to lie on your wife’s belly and work hard for a while. Maybe you will add a fat boy next year.

White-collar workers in the office love to drink tea, and they drink it for a taste. They always maintain a little bit of reserve, holding a glass cup and looking at the bright green tea leaves floating inside, sipping tea that is not bitter or particularly fragrant in small mouthfuls, listening to a lazy saxophone, maintaining a petty bourgeois mood that does not require labeling but can be smelled from head to toe.

The bosses love to drink tea in the hope of getting rid of the vulgarity of money and looking for a life of elegance. But they lack the interest and elegance of elegance. Even if drinking tea is a matter of elegance, they can only use money to judge the quality of tea and the level of taste. Therefore, this elegance of elegance is again in the vulgarity.

Artists like to drink tea, hold cigarettes with their hands that can turn decay into magic, and look at the beautiful girl with beautiful eyes, turning her hands into a tea show that turns her hands into a cloud and rain. They enjoy their spiritual world in the smoke and the fragrance of tea. The keen artistic senses and thoughts fly freely between the fragrance of smoke, tea and women. After returning, they waved their pen and were again a masterpiece that could sell at high prices in the gallery.

Qi Wufei never had any persistent thoughts about drinking tea, believing that the so-called tea ceremony was just the indifference of literati and elegant guests.

But just this sip today gave him a new understanding of tea.

It turns out that everything can enter the Tao!

He drank all the tea in the cup, slowly lowered the tea cup, and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

Dongyue said: "Roci Tea."

"Royal Tea..." Qi Wufei heard of this kind of tea for the first time, and he remembered the "Royal Tea" without realizing it, and chanted it, "...it seems like the light clouds covering the moon, and the floating sky is like the flowing wind returning to the snow..."

Dongyue waited quietly for him to finish singing, soaked another bowl, filled three cups, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi also likes poetry?"

Qi Wufei said: "I am a vulgar person and I just yearn for the beauty in poetry."

Dongyue said: "Mr. He is not like some people who pretend to be elegant, but his customs lies in his bones. Mr. Qi is vulgar in his skin and elegance in his flesh and blood."

After drinking the second cup of tea, Qi Wufei said, "You don't have to praise me, I don't pay for the tea, I want to charge the money, you can find her."

Duanmuwei said: "You are really innocent and you are really vulgar."

Dongyue smiled slightly and said, "The tea has been drunk. Can Mr. Qi tell fortunes?"

Qi Wufei glanced at her and said, "What does Miss Dongyue want to be?"

Dongyue thought about it seriously, then suddenly laughed and said, "Actually, I don't know what I want. Xiaowei will help me think of one."

Duanmuwei said: "Can this be told to others? Well... Whether fortune-telling is accurate depends on the present, then calculate what will happen today."

Qi Wufei thought to himself, my stupid lady, aren’t you dismantling me? You obviously brought me here, so we can just cooperate with the tea and drink. It’s not good to take off the food and play.

Dongyue smiled and said, "I know the reason why I can't call a divination without any trouble. If nothing happens today, it doesn't matter if I forget it. Why not calculate it in the near future? How about the limit of ten days?"

Qi Wufei knew that she was giving her a way out, and suddenly felt a sudden move in his heart and said, "No, even if what happened today is fine."

Dongyue was stunned and said, "Take it serious?"
Chapter completed!