Pick up a princess

Chapter 295 Linjiang Town Storm (2)

"Second senior brother, why don't we join the people brought out from the palace?" Shen Qing sat by the window, looking at the crowds of tourists below, she always felt that the maids were left behind, and they were the only ones who came to enjoy Jiangnan. The scenery doesn't seem very authentic!

"If they were here, would you be as relaxed as you are now?" Luo Ziling casually smiled as he played with his teacup.

Shen Qing thought for a while, then nodded and said: "That's true, how can anyone bring a maid or something when they go out to walk in the rivers and lakes?" For the sake of safety, they had to keep a low profile.

"Speaking of this idea, it's your elder brother's idea..." Luo Ziling smiled and pointed to Hongxuan who was holding a teacup, and jokingly said, "Besides, who knows if those palace people are Concubine Gong's eyeliner? It's better for them to travel alone than to bring them with them!"

"If they weren't Concubine Gong's eyeliner, would they be in danger along the way?" Shen Qing looked left and right, as if they were all masters of martial arts, and those palace people might even hold swords Sorry.

"It's just a few palace people, they have no power in their hands, no one will want their lives!" Hongxuan said calmly, put the cup of tea back on the table, frowning slightly. "The tea in Linjiang Town is famous all over the world. Why is the taste of the tea this time not as good as before?"

"Really?" Luo Ziling raised his eyebrows, brought the teacup to his mouth, and said curiously, "Let me taste it—" As a result, he only took a small sip, then put down the teacup quickly, and shook his head repeatedly: "It's not right... It would be fine to say that it is bland and tasteless, but this tea is not bland and tasteless, but rather bitter and astringent, without any fragrance of tea leaves, it is even worse than the cheapest tea in the capital!"

Shen Qing heard Luo Ziling shake her head and looked down at the untouched tea in front of her, and said strangely: "Is it really so bad? Could it be that you have drank too much good tea and become picky?"

"Junior Sister, how dare you doubt my evaluation?" Luo Ziling patted the table pretending to be annoyed, raised his head and said, "When it comes to tasting tea, I'm an expert..."

Before he could start talking about his tea-tasting scriptures, he heard a bang, which seemed to be the sound of a teacup falling to the ground and breaking, followed by deafening roars.

(End of this chapter)