first evil king

Chapter 281 On Tea Ceremony (1)
Sure enough, as soon as her figure appeared at the door of the room, three eyes immediately followed her like a shadow, one of which was particularly hot, and only missed a few holes in her body.

"You are Jun Xie, are you a man?" Just as Jun Xie stepped in, Nangong Shaoshan, who was originally sitting, stood up suddenly, staring at Jun Xie fiercely, impatiently asked, with suspicion in his tone, as if he didn't believe that the person in front of him was a man.

"Your Excellency invited Mr. Jun over to ask Mr. Jun if he is a man or a woman?" Jun Xie curled his lips lightly, and without waiting for the people in the room to speak, he walked to the opposite of Nangong Zhiyue and sat down graciously. , while also looking at Nangong Zhiyue and Nangong Junxuan without any trace.

I was in the temple just now, because I was a little distance away and my attention was not on them at the time, so I didn't pay much attention to them. Now I was facing each other and looked at them so closely, only then did I realize that the father and son look really similar, and In terms of temperament, they all tend to be gentle and weak, and their eyes are also gentle and righteous. The overall feeling is that they are a very righteous father and son. However, Nangong Zhiyue's cultivation is obviously very high, and there is a restrained momentum in the elegance. , unlike Nangong Junxuan, his aura is still extroverted, no matter how gentle he is, he can't hide his youthful and frivolous appearance.

"Don't be surprised, Mr. Jun. It's because we have a niece who has been missing for several years named Jun Xie. That's why fourth cousin lost his composure. Please don't be surprised, Mr. Nangong Zhiyue." Nangong Zhiyue stood up and held the table by himself. The teapot added a cup of tea for Jun Xie, and smiled slightly: "Longjing before the rain is brewed from the first drop of dew in the early morning. Please taste it, Mr. Jun."

Nangong Zhiyue's outspokenness made Jun Xie feel a little good in his heart, and he didn't show any cowardice. He picked up the wine glass on the table and put it gently on the tip of his nose. Tasting it, once you take it in, you will feel the fragrance on your lips and teeth. It is really sweet and fragrant, and it seems tasteless.

"Good tea, good craftsmanship, I never thought that Master Nangong is still a master of tea art?" For the same tea lovers, Jun Xie has never been stingy with praise, even the top-quality Yuqian Longjing, brewed with early morning dew, if Without good craftsmanship, it is impossible to make such a fragrant tea.

"The world of mortals is busy, and tea art can make people calm." Nangong Zhiyue also poured a cup for herself, and said with a smile, she seemed to be very happy with Jun Xie's good tea. Others are treated as transparent.

"Master Nangong's heart is not calm?" Jun Xie turned the teacup in his hand lightly, asking seemingly unintentionally, his eyes slanted slightly, and Nangong Shaoshan beside him was already fidgeting, and he kept winking at Nangong Zhiyue, reminding him not to Just talking about tea art, it's time to talk about business, Nangong Junxuan is straight and calm, but the more and more frequent glances indicate that his heart is starting to agitate, and the only one who is really calm is Nangong Jingping .

"The world is long, life is alive, there are always too many worries, how can the heart achieve true tranquility?" Nangong Zhiyue raised her eyes and glanced at Jun Xie, as if she was asking her back, but also seemed to be asking herself, before waiting Jun Xie replied, and then smiled slightly: "Zhiyue loves tea, and it's only to seek a moment of peace of mind. After all, it has a purpose. I don't know why Mr. Jun fell in love with the tea ceremony?"

Putting down the teacup, Jun Xie picked up the teapot, shook it gracefully with a special force, fiddled with it a little more, got up, and poured another cup for Nangong Zhiyue. Gently lingering around Nangong Zhiyue, like a dream, the restless Nangong Shaoshan and Nangong Junxuan couldn't help but take a deep breath of the tea fragrance.

Jun Xie also added another cup for himself, but didn't drink it, but sniffed it lightly under his nose, his brows were arrogant and frivolous, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's not for any reason, it's because of falling in love, so falling in love." There is no reason for love , whether it is falling in love with the tea ceremony, or falling in love with people, love is love, there is no reason, love with a reason is not love, just like Nangong Zhiyue's love of tea, to be precise, what he loves is not the tea ceremony, but It is the peace of mind that the tea ceremony can bring to him.

The seemingly ordinary and rude words made Nangong Zhiyue see the domineering and uniqueness of Jun Xie, a young man, and smiled slightly: "Haha, yes, well said, Mr. Jun, your age Zhiyue admires you for having such an insight, and it's really a pleasure talking to you."

"Both each other, Master Nangong's tea is also unforgettable." Jun Xie laughed lightly, and there was something in the words.

The two talked about the tea ceremony between you and me. In fact, every sentence contained a deep meaning. It was like an invisible game. Winning or losing is also invisible, and it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. There will be such a layer of ripples in the other party's heart, as Jun Xie said, it is unforgettable, and it is not really just inviting Jun Xie to drink tea.

"Seventh brother." Nangong Shaoshan couldn't hold back any longer. After yelling, seeing that Nangong Zhiyue hadn't spoken, he turned to Jun Xie, and said without concealing his doubts: "Jun Xie, are you really His surname is Jun and his name is Xie, is he a man?"

"Just now, Master Nangong said that a niece of your Nangong family is missing. The Fourth Master is suspecting that someone Jun is your niece?" The sudden lowering of his eyes seemed to express his displeasure.

"Are you saying you are not?" Because of Jun Xie's subtle expression, Nangong Shaoshan's tone began to show suspicion, and he exchanged glances with Nangong Jingping. After all, here, the person who is most familiar with Nangong Junxie, It was him and Nangong Jingping. As for Nangong Zhiyue, although Nangong Junxie grew up in her parents' home when she was a child, and she had been with Nangong Zhiyue for a few years, but she was timid and afraid at that time, and she was not old enough. Later, his temperament changed drastically, so basically Nangong Junxie in Nangong Zhiyue's heart could not be recognized.

"Ms. Nanjun's family? I think this identity will attract most people in the cultivation world." The smile on the corner of Jun Xie's mouth was deeper, the expression on his face was more subtle, and there was a faint sigh in his tone, It's just that if anyone dares to take off the mask on her face now, they will definitely find that under her mask is a face as cold as the twelfth lunar month, reflecting the red birthmark that can represent her identity. It's really like a ghost from Jiuyou.

(End of this chapter)