Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

---In an instant, a fierce light burst out from the man's eyes--

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"But, Ziyan!" Wanyan Yixi wanted to say something, but when she saw Junziyan's cold eyes, she immediately bowed her head and said, "Got it!"

Seeing this, Jun Ziyan reassuredly said to the purple-clothed woman beside him, "Thank you!"

From the graceful martial arts of that pink girl just now, I already knew in my heart that this 'Zuiyan Lake' is by no means an ordinary gentle place. If so, why did she still resist, everything just goes with the flow.

After the figure of Jun Ziyan left, Wanyan Yixi said to Duan Mu angrily: "What should we do now?"

"Didn't you say you want to swim in the lake? What else can you do, let's swim!" Duan Mu laughed, pretending to be mocking.

"You-huh!" Wanyan Yixi was angry, and followed the woman with her neck held high, smelly wood, rotten wood.

Duan Mu shook his head again and had no choice but to keep up!

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After entering the inner compartment, the woman in purple retreated respectfully, and tied the door behind her.

In Huahang's quiet interior, the furnishings are simple, with a screen, a table, a stool, and a piano. However, it is still difficult to hide the grandeur and elegance of the interior.

The copper stove with hundreds of holes on the table is smoked and smoked, which is a kind of aroma like tea but not tea.

Jun Ziyan smiled slightly, only to feel that the smell of this fragrance is very different. It is neither floral nor woody, but a kind of tea fragrance, which is more mellow than any other kind of tea. I am afraid it is the "Dragon Dragon" specially used by the Son of Heaven. Christmas' is not as good as it.

Jun Ziyan has some impressions of this aroma. When I was bored these few days, I used to look through Su Shajue's medical books. The book once described a kind of grass. It can't be used as medicine, but can only be used as incense. If there is no mistake, this fragrance should be "Zhu Jing".

Looking around with both eyes, the yellow pear wood is all dull yellow in color, elegant and elegant, and there are blue and white porcelain pots and blue and white porcelain cups on the round table covered with brocade, but there is no one inside.

The gentleman said, frowning in doubt, the plum-blossom folding fan in his hand was not opened, and he tapped his palm lightly, wondering.

He reached out to hold the cold blue and white porcelain pot, it was warm and hot, obviously he stayed here for half a cup of tea, but, what about people?

The brows are frivolously raised, unrestrained, and the corners of the moist lips are pulled into a smile!

She wasn't interested in guessing games, Jun Ziyan glanced around the room, and said indifferently to the empty room, "It seems that Mr. Yueguan is not here, or it is inconvenient, then, Ziyan will leave."

Turning around after finishing speaking, Jun Ziyan suddenly felt something soft on his lips, startled by the suddenly magnified beautiful silhouette in front of him, couldn't help but exclaimed and stepped back a few steps, only to find that there was a table behind him, and there was no way to retreat in an instant.

Seeing the man in front of him with a smile on his face, and his eyes full of sarcasm, the gentleman said his brows were annoyed, and said coldly: "Mr. Yue, what is the meaning of this? Playing mysteries? Don't you think this drama is a bit boring?"

This scare wiped away all her reservations about the man in front of her as the 'Son of Heaven', nnd, this man is sick!

Seeing that she was obviously irritated, Sugu's cold lips raised to an unimaginable arc, his eyes flashed evilly, he reached out to caress the corner of his lips that had just been inadvertently violated, his face narrowed with a smile, and his eyes deepened.

Jun Ziyan felt his scalp go numb from his stare, and was startled into a layer of cold sweat when he stroked the corner of his lips, which was both affectionate and elegant, ambiguous and playful, and leaned back, bringing the two of them closer together He opened the distance by a few centimeters, and said anxiously: "What are you thinking? It was an accident. Who told you to float over like a ghost suddenly? Mr. Yue is so idle."

Hearing this rebuttal, the cunning in Sugu's cold eyes flashed away, he put his hands on the table, and leaned slightly towards her: "It seems that Mr. Jun's health is fine, so don't worry at the end of the month, go in a few days." Yuxuanfeng' didn't see tea master Jun, I really feel very boring, you know, the past few days have been close to you, Mr. Jun-"

Jun Ziyan's handsome face turned pale in an instant, the man's mellow and lazy voice rushed towards his face, the heat was burning, a thought of being violated flashed, his clear eyes glared at the man in front of him angrily: "You--"

"The soul of my tea haunts my dreams." Su Gu Leng blurted out before she cursed, and the evilness of his eyebrows was revealed, causing people to commit crimes.

If the gentleman said that he wanted to scold, he braked immediately, as if he was being pulled hard when he was about to fall, and he sneered dryly with lingering fear: "Brother Yue said something serious, it's just a cup of tea, why bother to remember it until now."

"That depends on what kind of 'tea', of course good tea has to be remembered, maybe, the level of 'good' is enough to make Yue Guan' think for a lifetime"! "Su Gu Leng said it calmly, with a deep sense of humor in his eyes, which is hard to predict.

With her black eyes squinting, she seemed to have lost all these things, her face was a little pale, but the frivolity between her brows was still so flamboyant, which always aroused his desire to be tamed.

However, Jun Ziyan was stunned by the ambiguous and unclear words of the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he ignored it directly: "Young Master Yueguan, can I trouble you to get up? You are so 'close-distance' that it makes Ziyan feel uncomfortable. Tired, tiring, tiring!"

Being so trapped by the charming man in front of her, no matter how she imagined it, Jun Ziyan felt that the picture was very ambiguous, not to mention that she was dressed in men's clothing, which made her even more dissatisfied. This man had suspicious motives and had to guard against it. When I met him for the first time, I felt a kind of "confidant meeting late" feeling!

Amused by Jun Ziyan's reserved appearance, Su Gu stood up straight and said with a smile, "It seems that Mr. Jun is indeed in good health, that's very good." Then he went back to the round table and sat down gracefully, He poured tea for the two of them, his movements were calm, his face was calm, and his smile was slightly raised. It could be seen that he was in a very light mood.

The gentleman straightened his clothes lightly, and was very dissatisfied with the outrageous behavior of the man in front of him, and replied politely: "Your Excellency has a heart, I didn't expect that such an 'elegant' place, Mr. Yueguan, is also in it, it is a pleasure to meet you !"

Sipping tea lightly, tasting it was tasteless, ridiculed, just because he was in a bad mood, Wanyan Che was right, this plague god is definitely not a kind person.

Putting down the lid of the tea, Sugu's majesty appeared between his brows coldly: "Yeah, I didn't expect that such an 'elegant' place could also meet Mr. Jun by chance. It really reminded Yueguan of a sentence, 'Fate Ding Sansheng'! It seems that the fate between Yueguan and Mr. Jun is not superficial, they are destined to be cherished!"

"Cough--" Gentleman Yan listened to the words while sipping tea, he felt his throat accidentally tightened, and suddenly coughed out indecently, feeling horrified by the man's cold joke in front of him.

Seeing this, the cunning in Su Gu's cold eyes gradually deepened, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, all the gloom in the past three days disappeared at this moment.

'Ziyan Lake' is a power organization he cultivated before he took the throne. It attracts people's attention with the shell of 'Gentle Township', making it hard for all officials in the court to guard against it. This is an intelligence network set up privately by the Son of Heaven. Once it is cast down, it is as powerful as the Woqian Pavilion, but the difference is that the 'Wow Qian Pavilion' is all men, while the 'Ziyan Lake' is all women.

Because the Tea Fighting Festival is coming soon, in order to prevent some of the Eight Kingdoms of Linzhou from imminently making moves against Jijin, and in order to achieve the foolproof "landlord's propriety", Su Guleng had to come here. Meet a gentleman here.

Therefore, when seeing her figure in the inner compartment, people go to lead them, because when seeing her, the throbbing of joy and ecstasy in the heart cannot be concealed at all.

"Mr. Yue's words are astonishing, and Ziyan is terrified. Since we have met by chance, Ziyan still has something to do. Let me go!" Junziyan got up and bowed, just wanting to get out of the predicament.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival in August is the Jin Jin Tea Ceremony, will Mr. Jun participate?" Su Gu Leng turned a deaf ear to her words, and asked with a smile.

"No, Ziyan is good tea, but he doesn't fight tea. Tea is an elegant way of communicating between people. Why bother to win or lose." Junziyan smiled distantly.

Hearing this, Su Gu's eyes were cold and dark, and he didn't seem to be surprised by her words, the majesty hidden between his brows was fully displayed: "Young Master, why should you be so elegant, it would be a pity that such a good brewing art should not be made public to the world! Tea masters from all over the world will come to participate in the "tea fight" every four years. It is a gathering of talented people. Since you are good at tea, why miss such a good opportunity? , aren't you excited?"

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan just smiled indifferently, and said politely: "Good tea and tea fighting are two different things? Because I am not in the court? I never thought about relying on tea to make myself proud, it was just a pure interest, and the last time Ziyan had already said to Young Master Yue that the imperial court was a pool of turbid water, and the more it was stirred up, the more turbid it became.

Moreover, the "tea number one scholar" serves the emperor, the so-called "accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger", if Ziyan is really on the high school tea list, Ziyan will be in fear all day long! "

"Oh? Why is that? The Son of Heaven won't eat you!" Su Gu smiled coldly.

"Just in case!" Jun Ziyan answered frankly, his eyes frantic, and continued: "The emperor's mind is something that others can guess, and Ziyan would not have thought that when he was not careful, he would become the emperor's mouth." Meat, stabbed in the back'.

As the old saying goes, "Eat the king's salary, bear the king's worries", Ziyan neither wants to eat the king's service, nor does he want to share the worries for the king, but just wants to be a tea maker at ease, that's all, that's all, thank you Brother Guoyue kindly wishes, Ziyan bids farewell! "

The blue-clothed figure in front of her walked away proudly, hastily, fearfully, and unsuspectingly, as if the people inside were like scourges, and she couldn't avoid them.

The man's beautiful handsome face was a bit ferocious in the dimly lit interior, the domineering king's mole between his brows dissipated, and the coldness in his eyes flashed past, and he poured another glass for himself gracefully, and put it on his lips. But he didn't intend to sip it, just because the gentleman's words sounded like unintentional but intentional reminders.

"How could the emperor's thoughts be guessed by others, but Ziyan didn't expect that when he accidentally became the emperor's 'flesh in the mouth, thorn in the back'."

"Ziyan doesn't want to be honored by the king, and he doesn't want to share the worries for the king. He just wants to be a tea maker at ease, that's all!"

Such a frivolous and arrogant sentence, cleverly refusing between the lines, all declared openly and secretly that he would not be favored by the emperor.

The sound of a carriage rolling to a stop outside penetrated into the ears, Su Gu's cold and keen ears were extraordinary, his black eyes narrowed, he got up and walked towards the window pane, when he saw the face of the person coming from outside, in an instant, the man's eyes shot out. A ray of cruelty.

After a while, the intoxicating fragrance of tea overflowed from the hundred-hole copper stove, and the aroma of 'Zhujingcao' made Su Gu Leng's momentary hostility gradually dissipate, and a mysterious smile suddenly rose from his mouth.