Phoenix that can't smile

Chapter 318
"Too bad, the chrysanthemum petals are used up, and it's the middle of winter, so I'm afraid it's impossible to find any more chrysanthemum petals." Xue Gui immediately felt helpless.

"My lord, it's all Hong'er's fault. I didn't pay attention to it. Even if there are chrysanthemum petals, it's too late to dry." Hong'er said apologetically.

"My lord, don't worry. This servant has a way. You can make chrysanthemum tea without using chrysanthemum petals." At this time, in the Nuan Pavilion, a maid with a slender figure and a water snake waist greeted the pouting Xuegui who had nothing to do. A blessing.

"Well, what can you do, let me hear." Xue Gui asked with his eyes brightened, holding the maid's hand.

The maid smiled leisurely, and said confidently: "My lord, there should be some scent of chrysanthemums in your jar for storing chrysanthemum petals. My lord can put lemon slices into the jar, add snow flakes to absorb the aroma of chrysanthemums, and then put In the teacup, soak it with adult dew, and then take out the lemon slices, so even if there are no chrysanthemum petals, it will still smell like chrysanthemum tea.”

"Well, it's a good idea. You are really good at making tea. What's your name?" Xue Gui asked happily with big watery eyes.

"Returning to my lord, the maidservant's name is Zhong Yuan, she is a new nobleman, and she came here to serve the king on order today." The maid replied shyly.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a nobleman who has just entered the palace. It's rare that you are so caring. Then this pot of chrysanthemum tea will trouble you." Lady Xue could not help but smile.

After a while, the laughing Xuegui came to Minggong's desk with a teacup in his hand, and put the teacup down carefully.

"Well, it smells so good, Xue'er, your skill at making tea is getting better and better, did you learn it from your queen sister?" Ming Gong held the teacup, suddenly felt the aroma, couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy, and praised cheerfully Xuegui is humane.

"Your Majesty, this time it's a nobleman who has just entered the palace who gave me the attention." Xuegui said bluntly.

"Oh? Noble Yuan? You mean, the noble who was just selected into the palace? I never expected that this time, a girl with such ingenuity could be selected!" Mingong opened the teacup and found that there was nothing in the tea. There are no chrysanthemum petals, but there is a scent of lemon, which makes me curious.

"If your majesty wants to see her, Xue'er will invite nobleman Yuan to your majesty." The smiling nobleman Xue hurriedly came from behind the scenes, took nobleman Yuan's plain hand, and knelt at Minggong's feet.

"You are Noble Yuan?" Ming Gong looked at Noble Yuan's beautiful face curiously, and couldn't help but be overwhelmed by her alluring appearance.

"Slave Zhong Yuan, my father's name is Shang Shu Zhong Xuan." Noble Yuan kowtowed and replied articulately.

"Well, you are really clever, who did you learn the method of making chrysanthemum tea from?" Mingong couldn't help asking with a pleasant face.

"The servant girl lived in the south when she was young, and she learned from her wet nurse." Noble Yuan replied softly.

"Oh, it turned out to be a woman from the south of the Yangtze River. No wonder the widow saw your figure. You look like a girl from the water town of the south of the Yangtze River. Get up. The place where you live is far away from the widow's bedroom. If the widow wants to call you in the future, you must be near the water tower first." Deyue, I see, you can move to the Yuhua Palace near the Shuilong Shuren Palace." Mingong announced enthusiastically.

"Thank you, the king, for the grace of God." Noble Yuan was suddenly surprised, and quickly knelt down to kowtow to Ming Gong to thank him.

"I heard that Noble Yuan was in favor of Noble Xue who was next to the King. After a call yesterday, he insisted on moving from a small family to the Yuhua Palace near the Shuilong Shuren Hall. Today, the king only recruited noble Yuan, not to mention us, even the empress was forgotten, noble Yuan once said to advance and retreat with the three of us sisters, but now that he is favored, he has forgotten everything!" When Baosi woke up early that morning, Baosi had finished dressing and was waiting in the main hall to accept the greetings from the concubines. The aggrieved Mr. Jing was whispering to Mr. Fang, and couldn't help coughing slightly.

(End of this chapter)