The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

The next day.

The Prime Minister's wife's tea party was scheduled for after noon.

Since all the gentlemen in the mansion were informed the day before, except for Dalang who already had a wife and had not returned, the other gentlemen were waiting.

In the past, tea parties were held to invite noble ladies or wives of officials, but today a few young men were invited to drink tea. Everyone found it novel and waited early in the waterside pavilion in the middle of the lake, which was leaning against the rockery and overlooking the lake.

The lake is rippling with waves, and the sky is filled with cloud shadows.

The fish create ripples at the bottom of the lake and float to the surface for food, some even jump up, active in the spring day like flying pearls and splashing jade.

The cool wind was blowing, and several young men were sitting in the wind direction, but no one brought any fish food. When they were about to order the servants to get it, they finally saw dozens of maids following the prime minister's wife, coming in a line not far away.

The leading maids held the cauldron, and behind them were the tea trays, cups, tea bowls, and other tea utensils.

The pavilion had already been covered with a velvet carpet. After everyone called out to their mother in unison, they sat on the carpet and waited.

Madam didn't know they were looking forward to the tea party so eagerly, and was a little surprised. She smiled and said, "You are so impatient to wait here, which makes me, as the host, look too lazy."

She had originally invited the children to have tea, and she had also promised Xi Xuan, so she couldn't go back on her word. She looked at Xi Xuan's eyebrows again. They were very beautiful, as beautiful as soft silk, but without the faint mole, she couldn't help but still feel puzzled and disappointed.

It was like the stone that had been hanging in my heart for more than ten years was pressing down on me again, making even my breathing feel heavy.

She thought that she could find peace of mind by deceiving herself, but for some reason her heart still ached. After all, Zhier had the mole on her body since she was born and it was impossible for it to disappear.

and so……

San Lang raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "It's not that mother has disappeared, but we are so eager to please that we are too eager. We are just afraid that you will forget, so it is worth it to come and wait early."

After everyone finished laughing, the maids gradually became busy.

The lady sat in a corner, looking worried from beginning to end, her eyes fixed on a woman who was brewing tea beside her.

Everyone saw that the woman was the one that their mother particularly liked at the last party! But everyone's mind was obviously mostly on tea.

Erlang called his mother, and his wife came back to her senses and looked at Erlang. He coughed and said, "Mother, you only invited us brothers to the tea party this time. As the saying goes, no reward without merit. Are you trying to spur us on in some way? If so, you should have done it earlier, so that we won't be caught off guard when we taste the good tea."

The lady was amused by his words: "If I don't urge you, you won't be able to drink the tea with peace of mind."

Sanlang said seriously, "Mother, please don't get angry. It will hurt your body. My brother just wants to control us brothers. If he wants to spur us, he can only use us brothers to spur us. He is so outstanding, how can mother have the heart to say anything about him?"

Erlang shook his head and said, "If you say that again, I'll kick you out. Can you call me brother for talking too much? I'll have to drink a few more cups of tea later."

The lady laughed helplessly and said, "I asked you to come for tea, so what? Do you think it's necessary to spend so much of my fine tea to spur you on? Just drink it. This tea is all top-grade good tea. Don't drink it all at once. You won't be able to taste it, and it will be a waste of my efforts."

Erlang then said awkwardly, "Of course the tea is good. How can I repay my mother's kindness if I don't taste it carefully?"

After that, Erlang talked to Sanlang again, and Sanlang whispered to Longqi: "Qilang, have you tried it? It is said that this tea only comes out once a year, and even after the survival of the fittest, there is only so much. Scarcity makes things valuable, so you should know how valuable it is."

Long Qi glanced at the tea that had already turned into powder and said, "I've never tasted it."

Erlang said, "Mother has brought this out for the first time today to share with us brothers. Don't just drink it and leave like you normally would. This is a rare opportunity, so why not take this opportunity to write a few poems to imitate the ancients and show off your elegance? It would be great if mother could read it and decide who is the best!"

Sanlang said: "Good idea!"

Silang said nothing. His eyes were dazzled. What he saw was the person making tea beside his mother. Sanlang saw it and teased him, "Look at this Silang. He had no interest in these things in the past, but today he heard that it was top-grade tea and he became greedy. He wanted to stick his eyes to the person making tea. Can he be satisfied by looking at it?"

Silang came back to his senses and realized that Sanlang thought he was looking at the tea. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes, I won't look at it anymore, okay?"

Long Qi was looking in the same direction as he was. The woman sitting next to the lady was not very skilled in making tea. The tea leaves were ground by another maid, but for some reason she had to make them.

Occasionally, she would glance at him, but he would frown and ignore her.

At this time, the maid brought fish food, and everyone, having nothing to do, went to feed the fish for fun.

Everyone was whispering whether this tea party was for that young lady again. They heard that she had escaped from her marriage and had been living in the mansion for many days. My mother also said personally that she liked her because seeing her was like seeing her younger sister Zhier.

She was the only outsider at the last family dinner, and it was the same this time, so everyone was wondering if this tea party was just a facade, and they were actually going to adopt a goddaughter!

Jiro sighed, "Yes, I can only obey Mother's wishes."

"Then, you won't look for your sister?" Sanlang sighed and lowered his voice, "I just found out that my sister's name is Cui Zhi. With the looks and talents of my brothers, this sister must not be much worse!"

Erlang recalled: "You don't remember the year when your sister went missing, but I remember that the fifth sister was very cute, and she spoke as if she had a piece of candy in her mouth. She would always chase me and call me brother. But my grandfather always locked me in my room to study, and whenever she came to look for me, I would stop her outside the door. As time went by, I didn't take her out to play, so the relationship between her and me became very weak."

"It's been more than ten years, and we still don't know if my sister is still alive. It's inevitable that mother will find an adopted daughter to comfort her. We just have to obey her." Sanlang nudged Silang with his elbow, "Silang?"

Shi Lang turned around and glanced at his mother, then glanced at the person making tea, "I have no objection, but I don't know if she is willing."

Sanlang teased, "If she didn't want to, she wouldn't have come..." He paused, "Oh, that's not right. If mother wants to adopt her as her adopted daughter, then it would be in vain if she gets married. Do you think she should choose a son-in-law from among us..."

Long Qi interrupted, "Brother, have some tea."

After a quarter of an hour.

The maids then prepared a cup of tea and carefully poured it into the pot.

All the men returned to their seats, dropped the fish food as expected, and looked at Xi Ying silently.

But she was seen walking with the fragrance of tea emanating from her body as she headed straight towards Long Qi's seat.

In Sanlang's eyes, she looked at the charming Su Yaoliu Yaotaoyan.

Erlang saw her lowering her brows and nodding her head, dignified and elegant.

Shi Lang was stunned and could only stare at the pot of tea.

The maids came one after another carrying pots, but her appearance and clothes were the most eye-catching.

She walked to Long Qi's side and poured a glass for him with a shy look of a daughter.

Today she dressed up deliberately, walking gracefully with a shy look on her face, just because she wanted to see the astonishment in their eyes.

Only he was indifferent, his face as dark as water.

She just filled his pot with tea, and then turned back to her original position without caring how much was left in the pot.

It is said that the more you boil tea, the stronger its aroma will be.

Ersanlang exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.