The Evil Emperor's Beloved

Jing Yueli stared at the room and was about to knock on the door when she found it was opened from the inside. A joyful voice came from inside, "Girl, you are finally here, come in quickly, I will take you to see someone today."

As soon as she said this, Jing Yueli retracted her foot that was about to step forward and placed her right hand on her heart, hoping to see if this method could calm her rapidly beating heart.

She seemed to be about to guess who Mr. Mo was going to take her to see. This was the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion, who else could she meet? The answer was obvious.

Jing Yueli prepared herself mentally, took two deep breaths, and finally her excitement took over, and she stepped into the room. She originally wanted to establish a relationship with the Treasure Pavilion, just to meet the owner behind him and then cling to this golden thigh.

When she opened the door, she saw two people sitting on the floor next to the coffee table on the right side of the room, playing chess. One of them was Mr. Mo, and the other one... she couldn't quite tell who he was.

Originally, she thought that the person that Mr. Mo was going to introduce was the legendary master of the Treasure Pavilion. But could the master behind the Treasure Pavilion be so young? Yes, he was young. Although the man was wearing a black robe and a half mask, from the half of his jaw that was exposed and the hand that he was holding the chess piece, it could be seen that he was definitely a young man. The master of such a huge Treasure Pavilion must be at least a middle-aged uncle!

While she was thinking, she saw Mr. Mo waving at her and saying, "Come here, girl." Jing Yueli walked towards him.

At this time, the man opposite Mr. Mo also looked up at her. Jing Yueli looked at him and was stunned.

The man had a half-mask on his face, revealing only his angular chin, his lips tightly pursed, and a pair of dark brown eyes. When she looked into his eyes, it felt like she could absorb people's souls. Just a glance like this made the soul of an old lady like her, who had lived to be 26 years old in her previous life, beat fast. And his bony hands, she really wanted to touch them. "Oh, what is she thinking about, hehehe..."

The man was also stunned when he looked at her, "How could it be her!"

The man had not expected that they would meet again under such circumstances.

It turns out that the third-grade top-grade alchemist that Mr. Mo mentioned is her, the young lady of the Jing family in the Prime Minister's Mansion of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

Yes, although she was dressed as a man, he recognized her at a glance. The last time he saw her was more than a month ago in Sunset Mountains.

Jing Yueli had never seen him before, so naturally she couldn't recognize him. The man in front of her was the one who had been standing on the treetop on her way back from rescuing Xuanyuan Chen in the Sunset Mountains that day.

The man withdrew his gaze, picked up the teacup on the low table and took a sip of tea, while also concealing the complexity in his eyes.

Coming to the low table, Jing Yueli didn't hesitate to pick up the futon beside her and sat down. There was no such thing as awkwardness for Jing Yueli, but she was the only one who knew the truth.

Seeing her sit down, Mr. Mo picked up the teapot and poured her a cup. Jing Yueli picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea seemed to soothe her wildly beating heart.

Seeing that she was only focused on drinking tea and not talking, Mr. Mo couldn't help but grumble in his heart, "This girl is really cunning. If she were an ordinary person, seeing someone leading her to the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion and telling her that she was going to be introduced to someone today, she would have lost her composure long ago. She would definitely be eager to meet them as soon as she got there."

If Jing Yueli knew that Mr. Mo thought of her like this in his heart, she would only say, "Yes, you guessed it right. I just want to hook up with you and hold on to this golden thigh, hahaha..."

Although Jing Yueli roughly guessed why Mr. Mo asked her to come up, she did not show it on her face. At this time, the person who speaks first basically has no advantage. Whoever speaks first will be at a disadvantage at the negotiation table.

Mr. Mo felt that if Jing Yueli continued to drink this tea, it would soon become a tea party, so he asked, "Girl, how about this tea?"

"Just so-so," Jing Yueli blurted out.

Coming back to her senses, Jing Yueli realized what she had said. She really couldn't let her mind wander. If she wasn't paying attention, she would see what she had said!

Jing Yueli quickly added, "I mean, the tea I usually drink is just so-so. The tea you have here is absolutely the best."

Looking at the way she was trying to cover up something, it would have been fine if she hadn't added the following sentence. Now that she said this, it's clear that she was trying to cover up something.

Hearing her say this, the man opposite Mo Lao raised his eyebrows but did not speak.

"So, girl, you have better tea here?" Mr. Mo didn't believe the second half of her sentence.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Jing Yueli ignored Mo Lao's "burning" eyes and said stiffly, "In fact, if you want to brew good tea, in addition to tea leaves, the water you use is also very particular." Of course, it also depends on who brews the tea. Jing Yueli said this silently in her heart.

"Oh? It seems that you have something good here, girl! Hahaha..." Old Mo stroked his not-so-long beard, with an expression that showed that he knew you had something good and wanted to take it out quickly.

Jing Yueli was speechless. How could she be tricked by this old man?

Helplessly, in order to successfully hold on to the golden thigh, Jing Yueli waved her hand, and a can of tea and a kettle with spiritual spring water appeared on the low table.

For people like Mr. Mo, having a storage bag is not a rare thing at all, so Jing Yueli doesn't want to hide it.

Next, Jing Yueli began her tea-making process. She opened the teapot on the small stove beside the table, poured the water mixed with the spiritual spring into it, and at the same time divided the tea leaves for later use.

After a while, the water in the pot began to slowly heat up, and Mr. Mo and the other man both smelled the difference in the water in the pot.

The two looked at each other, and it went without saying that they both understood what it was.

As the water on the stove gradually boiled, the spiritual energy overflowing from the spiritual spring water became more and more obvious.

Maybe Jing Yueli was used to the smell, so she didn't think anything of it. But Mo Lao couldn't sit still and took a deep breath. To Jing Yueli, the feeling was no different from smoking opium.

But the tea hasn't even started brewing yet, and it's already so exaggerated!

Jing Yueli didn't know that because her body had been transformed by the spiritual spring water, she now only drank tea brewed with the spiritual spring water, so the effect of this spiritual tea on her body was not so obvious.

However, for a cultivator whose body has not been tempered, even a tiny drop is undoubtedly a holy product. Nowadays, cultivators will have some elixir poison in their bodies due to taking elixirs.

Not to mention, if it were to be auctioned at the Treasure Pavilion, it would probably drive all the cultivators on the Xuanyue Continent crazy.

Didn’t you see that Mr. Mo and the others’ hair were almost turning white from worrying about finding the spiritual spring water?