The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

潇琦阁

In the small courtyard room

Miaoyuan asked the two of them to sit down, holding up the cup of spiritual tea on the table and saying, "You guys sit down for a while, and I'll get another cup of spiritual tea. This tea is broken."

"The tea is broken?" Hua Rong and Han Mo looked at each other, both of them confused.

Then Huarong stood up, took the spirit tea cup from her hand, opened it and asked, "Why did this tea get spoiled?"

It shouldn't be the case. On the first day that Junior Sister Miaoyuan came here, Cang Lingshan served her spoiled tea?Not likely.

Cao Fu stood aside and scolded: "This tea is extremely bitter in the mouth and even more bitter in the aftertaste. It must have been a long time and I can't drink it anymore."

"What?" Huarong held the spirit tea cup in her hand and thought of something. She looked up at Han Mo who was sitting there and smiled.

"Hahahaha, I understand..."

"Senior brother, what do you understand?" Miaoyuan didn't understand why he laughed so suddenly. Could it be that he knew why the tea was spoiled?
Only Han Mo present knew why he was laughing. His face turned red, he turned his head away, and simply stopped talking.

Huarong placed the spirit tea cup on the table again, turned around, and explained to the master and servant: "This tea is not bad, this tea is our unique tea that requires spirit in Cangling Mountain. The aftertaste is sweet and bitter, and the taste is extremely astringent and bitter.”

"Why, why?" Miaoyuan didn't understand, then why not use sweet and fragrant spiritual tea?It also tastes better and makes people feel more comfortable.

"Junior sister just came to Cangling Mountain and doesn't understand the rules of the mountain. This bitter tea is the first lesson."

"Is...is that so?" Miaoyuan turned to look at Han Mo, and saw that he nodded slightly, then poured two cups of spiritual tea out and motioned for her to sit down.

Miaoyuan walked over and sat down opposite him.

Han Mo picked up a cup of spiritual tea and handed it to her, whispering: "Bitter tea also has the fragrance of bitter tea. The more you drink it, the less bitter it will be."

Miaoyuan: "..."

It’s not that it’s no longer bitter, I’m afraid the tongue is immune to it.

She reluctantly took the cup and looked up at him, debating: "Can I not drink it? I brought a lot of delicious spiritual tea, how about I share some with you?"

"Okay!!" Hua Rong said with a sigh. After she finished speaking, she saw that all three of them turned to look at him, and then she realized that she had lost some etiquette.

"Ahem, I...I mean, it's good to change the taste once in a while."

Miaoyuan smiled, put down her cup and said, "That's great. I happened to bring a lot. I wanted to leave them all for the big snake. Since senior brother Huarong also likes them, I'll give you some."

Hua Rong smiled and was about to say thank you when she saw Han Mo standing up and said, "It turned out to be something given to me, so I have the final say."

"Oh, you kid!" Hua Rong looked at him rather depressed, as if she was saying with her eyes, it's just some spiritual tea, so she wouldn't be so reluctant to part with it.

Han Mo's eyes met his, his expression neither humble nor arrogant seemed to say, this tea is for me.

Miaoyuan took out the spirit tea she brought in the Qiankun bag, handed one bag to Han Mo, and gave another bag to Hua Rong, "Don't worry, I brought a lot, and you all have a share."

"That's pretty much it." Hua Rong held the spirit tea leaves in her hand and became happy, "Thank you, junior sister, you are so generous."

Not like this brat.

Han Mo held the tea bag in his hand tightly and whispered, "Thank you, Manzhu."

"Manzhu? You call her Manzhu?" Hua Rong was startled again. She looked at him, then at her, and said jokingly: "It seems that the relationship between you two is closer than I thought." .”

The little character Manzhu is called, how can we not be intimate.Look, look, no wonder he rushed here in such a hurry, the original work has already belonged to him.

Miaoyuan's ears turned red in embarrassment, and even her fair face turned a little crimson, "Senior Brother Huarong, what are you talking about? Da She and I have known each other for a long time!"

Their relationship is naturally good. As for whether they are close or not, what's the difference? "Oh, so that's it?" Hua Rong teased her in a long tone.

The tips of the little girl's ears quickly turned red even more intensely, and she lowered her head, fearing that her neck would be stained with red.

"Senior brother!" Han Mo looked up at him and signaled him to restrain his nature. She was just a little girl who had just grown up and didn't understand anything.

"Chengchengcheng, I haven't said anything yet. It's already getting late. Junior sister is getting ready to attend the apprenticeship banquet in the evening."

Miaoyuan nodded, "Yes, I understand. I will go change my clothes later."

As soon as she came in, she saw that on the bed in the room, there was a robe of a closed disciple neatly placed.

The sect's disciples have a strict hierarchy and order, which can be seen from the tokens hanging on the waists of each disciple.This token is not only to distinguish the level of each disciple and the location of the sect, but also for the convenience of the sect in dispatching tasks and clear identity identification.

The tokens of closed disciples in each mountain are all jade tokens that are all green.As for the robes of the closed disciples, the men wear a dark blue long-sleeved robe with a black stone belt around the waist, while the women wear white and pink pipa sleeves with curly trains. Their long hair is tied up and reinforced with hairpins. The distinction is natural. Understood.

"Okay, then you should be busy first, so that senior brother won't be disturbed."

Huarong bowed, turned around and left. After taking two steps, she found that no one was following her. She turned around in confusion and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

When someone wants to change his clothes, why is he stuck here like a piece of wood, unable to move.

Han Mo said without changing his expression: "I'll have a few words with her before leaving. You go first."

Huarong: "?!"

Is he an outsider now?

"Okay, okay, if you don't leave, you won't leave. I'll leave first. I don't know if there is anything else to explain to the master."

Hua Rong cursed a few words and left.After the door was opened, it was never closed.

After Miaoyuan saw him leaving, she turned around and said worriedly: "Why don't you go and have a look? Maybe your master has something to explain?"

Han Mo shook his head gently, looked at her and said, "It doesn't matter, I'm a new disciple. Even if the master has something to tell me, he won't let me do it."

Not to mention that in addition to the Huarong Second Senior Brother, there is also a Senior Senior Brother from the Dragon Clan above him.Although he has never acknowledged his identity, this is indeed the case in the eyes of outsiders.

"Then do you have something to say to me?" Miaoyuan guessed, fearing that he really had something to say.

Han Mo nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Cao Fu standing aside looking at them seriously, as if he had raised his ears and was ready to listen to what they had to say.

In an instant, he was choked on what he wanted to say.

"Let's go out and talk. I just came here and saw a pavilion in your yard. I just happened to sit there."

Miaoyuan also wanted to sit there, but she had just come here and had no time to spare. She was happy when he suggested it, "Okay, I'll just bring this tea cup and try my new spiritual tea." .”

Han Mo stuffed the tea bag in his hand into his space spirit ring, turned around, picked up the tea cup and two unused cups on the table and walked out, "Let's go."

Miaoyuan followed, and Cao Fu was about to follow, when she saw the Snake King suddenly said, "You don't have to follow."

Caofu: "??"

"Please tidy up the room and wait for your master to stay at night."

Caofu: "..."

She has obviously already packed it up.