allonlinenovel Chapter 525 Make her sweet tea
Chapter 525 Make her sweet tea
Neither Yan Qing nor Yun Li were able to leave Sichen Palace directly.
Originally, the two planned to go their separate ways immediately after leaving the gate of Sichen Palace. Although their final destination was the same Taibusi, neither of them wanted to go the same way as each other.
But before they passed through the door, the seemingly ordinary purple-haired woman walked up to them and said in a calm tone: "Excuse me."
Yan Qing and Yun Li both subconsciously made way for him and watched the figure disappear in the corridor of Sichen Palace.
"Hey, what's that guy up to?" Yun Li's palms were covered in cold sweat, and she dared to relax her stiff legs only then. At that moment, she even thought she was dead.
If An Ming gave people the feeling of an unsheathed sword, which revealed its sharpness the moment it was drawn, then the woman just now was an abyss with no end in sight. Just looking at her had consumed all of Yun Li's courage.
She had never seen such a terrifying person...or could such a guy still be called a human being?
What kind of person was that? He could actually bring Yun Li the fear of surviving a disaster, as if he would be killed indifferently if he looked at him again.
Yan Qing's situation was not much better than Yun Li's. He also looked at the receding figure as if he was facing a great enemy. However, this was the area of Sichen Palace. Since the general had not shown up until now, it meant that the man was not Luofu's enemy.
Perhaps this is the only good news. When facing Jing Liu, Yan Qing still had the courage to draw his sword, but just now, he even lost the strength to draw his sword.
"do not know."
Yan Qing murmured, "Maybe he is a strong man like the general." Another word appeared in his mind, that is, envoy.
But when can we see each other so casually, as simply as encountering each other on the way to afternoon tea?
That's the Order Envoy, a terrifying existence who can cause natural disasters at any time. No matter which path he takes, the Order Envoy is the Order Envoy. The oppressive feeling is like the top of a mountain, making it hard to breathe.
Yan Qing took a deep breath and felt a little numb.
Since he became the youngest Cloud Cavalry Guard of Luofu, he first met the talented jade girl Qingque and was beaten single-handedly, then met his master's master and had his remaining pride crushed, and later tried his best but could not defeat Taixu Sword Intentions, until now he met the envoy on the road.
Yan Qing felt that the entire world was a huge unit for calculating Yan Qing's combat power. Qingque had the power of ten Yan Qings, and Jingliu had the power of fifteen Yan Qings.
When Yan Qing thought about having to be the defender representing Luofu at the martial arts ceremony, he felt that his life was over. He knew without even thinking that he would not win at all, and the only thing he could do now was to lose beautifully.
Now looking at Yun Li beside him, he feels much more pleasing to the eye. It has been a long time since Yan Qing has been so eager for an opponent of normal strength of the same age.
Nowadays, the opponents you meet are either young and stupid guys or old and reclusive guys. Do you call this a fair match?
"Envoy...?" Yun Li also vaguely guessed the man's strength. Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the hilt of the sword. The cold touch made her mind clearer.
"Let's go."
Yan Qing took a deep breath, turned and walked towards Taibusi. In addition to the fear of absolute strength brought by Huang Quan's appearance, the fighting spirit hotter than the edge of a sword revived deep in his blood.
That is a world that belongs to the strong, and one day he will go and see the scenery there.
For Jing Yuan's cultivation and trust, and for Luofu's future, those setbacks were like a whetstone that smoothed the edges of a sword until its true edge was revealed.
Yun Li followed behind Yan Qing, pursed her lips, stared at the boy's back and thought to herself that the feeling he gave people seemed to have changed.
Maybe it's time to return the flying sword to him, but...Alas! Yun Li looked away in distress. How could she say such words?
When the two arrived at Taibusi, An Ming was already waiting in the pavilion by the lake. He thought about the many romantic scenes he had had with Fu Xuan here in the past.
The peach tree planted several months ago is now in full bloom. It is truly a fine product of the company. If it were done under normal procedures, it would probably take several years to cultivate it.
Huo Huo came to the pavilion with tea. Qing Que was supposed to come, but Huo Huo kicked her back to her desk. "Anyway, as long as it's not reviewing documents, anything is fine, right?"
Huo Huo has seen this kind of lazy way many times. As long as it comes to correcting documents, he will ask Qingque to mop the floor.
"Huo Huo, how does it feel to be with Qing Que?" An Ming was actually very curious. After all, Huo Huo was originally supposed to remain in the Ten Kings Division to assume the duties of a judge, but now he has almost become Qing Que's personal secretary. In fact, it had been like this when Fu Xuan was still working as a fortune teller.
Huo Huo's fox ears shook slightly, and she said honestly: "Lord Qingque treats me very well, but I am often lazy. It is very comfortable to stay in Taibusi." The colleagues here speak nicely, and she has double the salary. She would never want to go back to such a gloomy place as the Ten Kings Division!
"With your ability, you will become the new Taibu sooner or later."
"Hey kid, I think all of you Taibusi people have the same way of speaking!" Weilu complained unhappily. From Fu Xuan to Qingque, and now An Ming, even their empty promises are exactly the same.
"Huo Huo has no intention of becoming a Taibu, as long as she can continue to work in the Taibu Division."
Huo Huo smiled faintly. Her talent in divination was not even half as good as Qing Que's. On the contrary, she was very good at the meticulous work of marking documents.
An Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Then you can be General Huo."
Huo Huo: “Huh?!”
The little fox lady was startled and quickly waved her hands and said, "That's how it is possible, Lord An Ming, please stop joking."
When she saw Yan Qing and Yun Li had arrived, she hurriedly put down the teapot, turned around and trotted out of the pavilion.
"Who is that?" Yun Li asked curiously, staring at the cute tail swaying back and forth.
"The judge of the Ten Kings' Division now also serves as the secretary of the Imperial Ascension Department," Yan Qing was very familiar with the situation of the Imperial Ascension Department. He had to understand it, because not long ago, Fu Xuan had caused the Imperial Ascension Department to do something no less serious than the Alchemy Department.
Logically speaking, the Danding Division was completely purged from top to bottom, and the Taibu Division should have been the same, but in the end, they only issued a wanted order for the former Taibu Fu Xuan, and ordered Qingque to take over as the new Taibu.
The rest of the Taibusi staff were indeed unaware of Fu Xuan's plan, so they were not implicated.
Yanqing didn't understand Jingyuan's reason at first, until he truly understood the meaning of the wanted order, then he realized that everything that happened in Taibusi was just a story about wanting to save the one he loved.
Xianzhou has the qualifications to hold Fu Xuan accountable, but Luofu does not. The contribution Fu Xuan has made has already surpassed that one time of madness, not to mention that it was that peach blossom-like sword that killed Huanlong in the end. This is neither reasonable nor moral.
What's more, Yan Qing always went to the Taibu Division, and no one, from Qingque Suchang to ordinary fortune tellers, had any objection to Fu Xuan.
"You are here."
An Ming smiled and signaled that the two did not need to be so reserved. He poured out three cups of tea and said, "My wife's favorite sweet tea. Would you like to try the taste?"
Yun Li held the teacup with gilded patterns in both hands, and a familiar sweet fragrance wafted to her nose. She had never tasted such sweet tea in Zhu Ming, so she picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.
Yan Qing looked down at the peach blossom fragments floating in the amber tea soup, and recalled the manuscript of "Annotations on Tea Drinks" that he had found in the corner of the Taibusi library after discussing with Su Chang last month. The elegant annotations in it were clearly Fu Xuan's handwriting.
According to legend, the recipe of Luofu Peach Blossom Tea was adjusted by Taibu Fu Xuan, and it contains a well-known love story.
"Shou Jianshou An, I'm ready," Yan Qing was not in the mood to drink tea. He wanted to get down to business and practice swordsmanship. He only took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and could still see the petals swaying.
"Just call me teacher, just like March calls you."
While sipping tea, An Ming formed his fingers into a sword and strung the water droplets splashing from the edge of the cup into a crystal arc. The sword energy was actually the unbroken half of the falling peach petals.
Yan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that the course had already begun. Although this strand of sword intent was only one thousandth of the original, it was still extremely sharp.
But such a sharp sword did not hurt Taohua at all, just like the sincere love between An Ming and Fu Xuan, even though they used all their strength, they were still able to control it freely.
Of course, this only applies to An Ming. Fu Xuan never held back. After all, Fu Xuan never thought that An Ming would be stabbed to death by her.
"The sword intent I learned from Jingliu is like boiling water rushing straight at me, which can easily burn the tea." It's not that An Ming deliberately slandered Jingliu, but Jingliu's swordsmanship may not be suitable for Yanqing. After all, behind that swordsmanship is Jingliu's sword heart.
An Ming's sword intent at the fingertips weaved a star array in the teacup, and the trajectory of the water flow was as mysterious as the Dome Array. Yun Li who was watching couldn't help but be dumbfounded. No wonder it was said that An Jianshou and Fu Taibu were from the same family, there was also divination in this sword.
It's not that Yan Qing knows nothing about divination, but it's difficult for ordinary people to be considered a master of a skill if they devote their entire lives to it, let alone learn two skills that complement each other.
"The more intense the fire is, the stronger the sword intent can be cultivated..." Yun Li seemed to have realized something. Staring at the teacup, he had never felt that understanding the sword was so simple. Just a trace of sword intent could guide him to such a level.
Whether it is Yan Qing or Yun Li, they actually already have their own ways, and what they lack is just the finishing touch.
An Ming would not teach them how to use a sword, but would tell them what their own sword was.
"It seems that now is the time for you to have a cup of tea," An Ming looked at Yan Qing with a smile, and the latter also understood the meaning.
Yan Qing raised the teacup solemnly. This time he did not swallow the tea in one gulp. Instead, he savored the flavor carefully, just like practicing sword skills step by step.
Yun Li was obviously more enthusiastic than Yan Qing. She sat next to An Ming and asked curiously, "Teacher, was it with this pot of sweet tea that you won the heart of Master Taibu?"
Although practicing sword skills is the main purpose of this trip, it is equally important for Yun Li to know the truth of that year. You know, that story is the beginning of the love outlook of countless girls in the Fairy Boat.
An Ming laughed and said, "It's not that just a pot of tea is enough." The answer to the question was actually much simpler than Yun Li had imagined.
“Just make her a lifetime of sweet tea.”
"Wow..."
Yun Li's eyes sparkled when she heard the answer. This was the answer she wanted to hear!
Yan Qing was still trying to sense the remaining sword intent in the teacup, but he couldn't help but distract himself to listen to the conversation over there. After all, An Ming and Fu Xuan could both be regarded as legendary figures in the Immortal Boat.
Making a pot of sweet tea is not difficult, as long as you pay careful attention it can be perfect. But the difficulty lies in spending your entire life making tea for just one person.
An Ming once spent his entire life writing a love letter, so how could such a sentiment go unrequited?
A sudden downpour of rain fell in the courtyard of Taibusi. The copper bells on the eaves made clear and crisp sounds, echoing against the swaying raindrops.
"Qingque said that you are a teacher here, so I came to take a look." Under the oil-paper umbrella was Fu Xuan's beautiful face, which seemed a little unreal in the rain.
The tips of her ears were a faint crimson in the rain, just like the peach petals floating in An Ming's cup.
How could a strong man like Fu Xuan not hear the conversation just now? Lord Taibu, who originally didn't want to be shy, was moved after hearing An Ming's words.
Just like hundreds of years ago, the young man was busy making tea for her in the kitchen, and just like every heartbeat at that time, it is still the same now.
"Xuan'er?" An Ming had never expected Fu Xuan to return to Taibusi. He used his sword energy to cut through the rain curtain and held her in his arms. "Be careful not to catch a cold."
"Yan Qing greets Master Fu Xuan!"
"Yun Li greets Master Taibu!"
The two little ones stood up at the same time and saluted Fu Xuan Xingyunqi. This was the first time Fu Xuan appeared after the nuclear disaster on Luofu Star, which was of great significance.
Fu Xuan smiled and shook his head, "I am no longer a fortune teller, so there's no need to be so polite." Qingque, who was standing not far away with an umbrella, couldn't help but complain to Huo Huo beside him when he heard this.
"Master Fu Xuan only said that. If I really dared to call him 'Fu Xuan', I would definitely smash my head to pieces."
"You deserve a beating..."
Huo Huo came to Qing Que to avoid the rain, and complained about Qing Que quite honestly, "But it rains as soon as it's supposed to today."
"Hey, this is a blessing from God. It is creating scenery for Master Fu Xuan."
Qingque shrugged, indicating that it was no big deal. Maybe old lady Fu Xuan just liked the scenery in the rain.
After all, Fu Xuan always used the Dayan Qiongguan Formation casually, so how could he not know such a simple thing as weather forecast? To put it bluntly, he came here to take advantage of the rain.
Alas, the scheming Lord Fu Xuan, he is so old but still plays this kind of game.
Qingque expressed deep contempt for this. She thought that instead of spending this time chatting about love with her master, it would be better to go back to the Taibusi to approve a few more documents for her.
Otherwise, how would she play cards?
Yun Li in the pavilion had already stood up, bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance in swordsmanship, my younger brother Yan Qing and I will leave first."
Yan Qing wanted to sit down and continue to comprehend the sword intent, but Yun Li pulled him up with his ruthless iron hand. He didn't care about the getting heavier rain and just said goodbye to An Ming and left the pavilion.
Yun Li sighed and said, "Brother Yanqing, looking at your poor eyesight, I'm afraid you will have to be accompanied by flying swords for the rest of your life." You can't even read the obvious atmosphere of the two-person world, you are really useless.
Yan Qing was a little confused, "Why not keep a flying sword company?"
Yunli: “…”
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