The drug contains Datura, hemp and other ingredients, among which Datura is the main ingredient.

Datura is also known as Manyang golden flower. It is recorded in "Lingwai Daida" that Manyang golden flower grows all over the fields in Guangxi. It has large leaves and white flowers, is as strong as an eggplant, and is covered with small thorns. It is a medicinal herb. Thieves collect it, dry it, and use it to eat and drink. It makes people drunk and bored, and they grab the suitcases.

Hua Fushu could quickly identify the ingredients because she had seen similar drugs.

Her master once made an intoxicating drug based on datura, supplemented by hemp, aconite, etc. The person who took it would not wake up within three days, so it was named Sanbuwake.

She remembered that she was the one who named Sanbuxing.

"So it is, so it is."

Hua Fushu mocked, sneered, and looked sideways at Ye Zelin, with cold eyes, "Ye Zelin, you bastard!"

The wine was mixed with drugs and it was definitely not his fault?

Sanqiao knew her decision very well, and it couldn't have been drugged by Sanqiao.

The wine belonged to the Ye family, so who else could be the one who drugged him other than Ye Zelin?

Hua Fushu stood up, looked at Ye Zelin fiercely, and walked to the couch to pick up the clothes.

Seeing this, Ye Zelin walked away quickly, carrying the flowers on his back.

Hua Fushu put on a pink coat and skirt and waited for her to get dressed.

Ye Zelin happened to turn around, and Hua Fushu also happened to look at him, and their eyes met.

There was no embarrassment of strangers looking at each other, only the fierce tension of anger. Hua Fushu even wanted to kill Ye Zelin!

Perhaps in order to avoid excessive discomfort, Ye Zelin avoided Hua Fushu's sight, but Hua Fushu was still looking at Ye Zelin.

Ye Zelin felt uneasy. Just now while Hua Fushu was dressing, he checked the sandalwood burning in the lotus incense burner and found nothing strange.

Before he fell into coma, he felt something strange about sandalwood, but it turned out that he was just overthinking it.

Ye Zelin's peerless face was full of seriousness, and his eyes were full of seriousness. He said, "Don't worry, I will marry you."

Ye Zelin knew how important reputation was to a woman.

Even though nothing happened between them, he was willing to take responsibility in order to preserve Hua Fushu's reputation. After all, he shouldn't have agreed to dine with her.

Hua Fushu was stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed over, grabbed Ye Zelin's collar, stood up on tiptoes, looked directly at Ye Zelin, and cursed: "Damn it, if I really want to marry you, I'll need to drug you." Is this such a despicable method? Not to mention breaking off the engagement!"

Hua Fushu pushed Ye Zelin away, "Do you really think you are the hot cake that everyone is vying for? Don't blame me for the good things you do! It's me who suffers!"

Ye Zelin said: "You brought the wine. If not you, who else could it be?"

Hua Fushu glanced sideways at Ye Zelin, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes, she broke out of the door and quickly dragged Sanqiao over.

Hua Fushu asked fiercely: "Tell me, what happened to the wine?"

Sanqiao was confused. She was working as a female celebrity when she was dragged over by Hua Fushu.

Looking at Hua Fushu, Sanqiao didn't understand why, "Girl, what you're talking about is..."

Hua Fushu said: "The wine was mixed with drugs."

Hua Fushu only said a few words and did not continue.

However, Sanqiao was stunned and did not dare to guess what was going on.

Sanqiao glanced at Ye Zelin, then looked timidly at Hua Fushu, "Girl..."

Sanqiao's legs were paralyzed. She didn't know what to do, so she covered her face and burst into tears.

Hua Fushu said loudly: "Why are you crying? Your girl, I'm not dead yet!"

Sanqiao trembled, and Hua Fushu pointed at the pot of wine, "Where did the wine come from? Who else has touched that wine except you and me."

Sanqiao cried loudly and hugged Hua Fushu's thigh, "Girl, I'm sorry, it was Qiaoer who hurt you, please beat Qiaoer to death."

The flowers are brushing aside Sanqiao's face, and Sanqiao's fair little face is covered with pear blossoms, looking pitiful and pitiful, which makes people particularly fond of her.

However, Hua Fushu's pity for Xiang Jade depends on the situation. She said: "If you want to die, you have to tell me where the wine comes from?"

Only then did Sanqiao come to her senses. She recalled the person who brought her the wine. His face turned pale and he looked up at Hua Fushu. "Girl, I'm sorry. It was Qiaoer who was careless. The person who gave Qiaoer the wine was the housekeeper of the Ye family." .”

"Uncle Wu Jing?" Ye Zelin was startled.

Ye Zelin glanced at Sanqiao, his eyes filled with doubt, and he lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Ye Zelin raised his head and said, "Fu Shu, I will definitely give you an explanation."

After that, Ye Zelin walked out quickly. Hua Fushu had no time to stop him and could only watch Ye Zelin go out.

As soon as Ye Zelin left, Sanqiao wiped away her tears with her sleeves, stood up, sniffed, and looked at Hua Fushu's angry face, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes again.

Hua Fushu said, "Have you cried enough?"

Sanqiao wiped away her tears again and tried to hold back the tears. Sanqiao said: "Girl, you and Ye Zelin are really, really..."

Hua Fushu said: "That guy refuses to admit it."

Sanqiao seemed to have been hit, her legs softened, and she was about to collapse again. Hua Fushu supported her.

Ye Zelin already had a guess in his mind about what happened, and he had arrived at his father's yard, Rongliyuan.

The pear blossoms in Rongliyuan are still like snow, with a faint fragrance.

His father, Ye Shiheng, was sitting in the pavilion. There were several white porcelain teacups and a white porcelain teapot placed on the agarwood tea tray on the round table. He was drinking genuine tea with a lazy and leisurely posture.

My father was dressed in a dark black coat, with moiré patterns and gold edges on the hem. The collar of the garment was embroidered with complex moire patterns, which complemented the snow-colored pear blossoms behind him.

The pear blossoms are fragrant and elegant, and the black clothes are deep and solemn. White and black are a weird combination, but his father just perfectly blended white and black.

Ye Zelin bowed, sat down on the right side of Ye Shiheng, and said something about father.

Ye Shiheng took a white porcelain teacup, lifted the white porcelain lotus teapot, and filled the teacup.

The tea soup in the cup was yellow and bright, like the eyes of a newly born willow, and filled with light mist. He said to his son: "This is the white tea collected by my father. You can taste it as much as you like. It will suit your stomach."

Ye Zelin brought the tea and drank it slowly. The color of the tea was bright, the aroma was pure, and the taste was mellow and refreshing.

After finishing the drink, he put down the white porcelain tea cup and said: "White tea is mostly produced in Wuling and Lingquan counties, and the silver needle produced in the Baicha Mountain in Lingquan County is the most famous. If we talk about tea at home, who else can compare with it except my father?" My father understands tea better. A child doesn’t understand tea, but the tea his father brews is not as good as the master’s, but it’s not far behind.”

Ye Shiheng said: "My father's craftsmanship cannot be compared with those who are skilled in tea ceremony. It is not at the pinnacle, but it is close to the realm of fire. If we say that the master of tea ceremony is the best, Xu Zhaoling Xu in Runan must be the best in the Song Dynasty. Old gentleman."

Ye Zelin said: "It is recorded in "Daguan Tea Theory" that white tea is a kind of independent tea. It is different from ordinary tea. Its strips are clear and its leaves are thin. It grows accidentally among the cliffs and forests, although it is not caused by human effort. There are There are no more than four or five families, no more than one or two plants are alive, and the number of plants is only two or three. There are not many buds, especially steaming and cultivating. Once the soup and fire are lost, they will become regular. It needs to be made. If it is refined and refined properly, it will be clear on the outside and inside, just like jade in its original state. It is unparalleled. White tea is rare and is a treasure among teas. The most valuable thing about cooking it is the soup and fire. If the soup and fire are not appropriate, it will be the same as regular tea. .”

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly changed his tone and smiled, "My grandmother comes from the Xu family in Runan. The Xu family is proficient in tea ceremony. Father, I am a natural general of the Ye family. It is strange that I can also be a tea master."

Ye Shiheng looked calm, patted his son on the shoulder and said, "What a fool! He actually made fun of your father."

Ye Zelin's expression suddenly became dignified, even serious, comparable to that of his brother Ye Yunlu.

He looked at Ye Shiheng, his starry eyes flashing with stern eyes, and he had forgotten how he always treated and respected his father.

He said: "Dad, I know that you want your son to marry sister Fushu, but how can you use such despicable means to destroy sister Fushu's reputation? What should she do with a girl's family? How should you explain to Uncle Hua Shi ? Why is your son so young, how can he support his sister? What you are destroying is her reputation. You should know how important reputation is to a woman."

There was a little bit of anger on Ye Zelin's clear and bright face. The pear blossoms in the courtyard seemed to have stopped blooming, watching quietly and listening to his accusations.

"Father, as a general protecting the country, do you really have no sense of propriety in your actions?"

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