In the northwest corner of Xingqing Palace, there is a secluded courtyard. Compared with the Yanta Plaza, which is a thousand acres, the space here is much narrower. Apart from a few corridors on the ground, most of them are unpaved soil. Except for the small building on the north side with royal decoration, this courtyard is no different from the house.

This is the residence of the current Supreme Emperor Li Longji.

When he was an emperor, Li Longji was very luxurious, but after being forced to abdicate, he preferred to be simple and simple. Although Xingqing Palace could not compare to Daming Palace, there were still many gorgeous courtyards. However, Li Longji chose such a secluded place as his bedroom.

The yard is full of sycamore trees. Although the green color has faded, they can still imagine their thick shade in summer from the dense branches.

At the intersection of several corridors, there was a stone table, and there were a full set of tea sets on the stone table. Two figures in guard uniforms were sitting opposite each other on both sides of the stone table.

In fact, although they were wearing the guards' robes, they had nothing to do with the guards. Sitting near the side of the building was Cheng Yuanzhen, who was thin and had only been fighting with Mo Li for two months. At this time, Cheng Yuanzhen was seriously injured and recovered, and seemed to be a little thinner than that time.

Sitting opposite him was Cheng Hua, who was also thin. Although the two sat opposite each other, they both turned their eyes to the hot tea on the table, without any intention of looking at each other.

During the silence, Cheng Yuanzhen spoke first: "This tea-making method was taught by Yu'er, you might as well try it."

Cheng Hua snorted: "Do I care about what he taught you?"

She said this, but her hand slowly stretched out and held the teacup in her hand.

Lifting his arm lightly, Cheng Hua put the tea next to his mouth and took a sip carefully.

Xiangming entered her throat, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then she took another sip before putting down the teacup.

"This kid is hopelessly stupid in other aspects, and his intention to make tea is quite wonderful!" Cheng Hua said with a smile.

Then she frowned slightly, and then hesitated for a moment before speaking: "He, how is he doing now? Has the injury been healed?"

Lu Yu sent a letter to Cheng Yuanzhen, so Cheng Yuanzhen knew about Lu Yu's recent situation. But he blinked but did not answer truthfully.

"Why don't you go and see him by yourself?" Cheng Yuanzhen asked back.

"I promised the emperor to help him do three things. Now that he asked me to monitor the Supreme Emperor, I naturally cannot leave." Cheng Hua said for granted.

"It's this old saying again." Cheng Yuanzhen shook his head and said a little annoyed, "Don't you feel annoyed when you use this as an excuse every time? If you want to leave, how can the emperor keep you?"

"Not an excuse," Cheng Hua said after a moment of silence, "I really want to do three things for him. When he was kind to me, I had to fulfill my promise to be considered as if the two were not owed each other, right?"

Then, her expression turned cold quietly. She raised her head and looked at Cheng Yuanzhen with a blade-like gaze: "I made it clear. If I don't want me to turn against you, don't mention this again in the future."

"It seems that you still hate Your Highness!" Cheng Yuanzhen sighed helplessly.

Cheng Hua didn't say a word, but just continued to stare at him with cold eyes.

"Okay, OK, let's have tea." Cheng Yuanzhen waved his hand, and a look of weakness appeared on his face. He grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put it into the teapot. When he was picking up the purple clay pot and trying to inject hot water into it, a voice sounded from his side: "Uncle Cheng, you will destroy the fragrance of tea when you brew like this!"

Cheng Yuanzhen was stunned and Cheng Hua even more looked stern. Listening to the sound, the man was only a few feet away from him. Cheng Yuanzhen was fine, but he could avoid Cheng Hua's perception and come to such a close place to her. How did this person's martial arts reach?

But when they saw the man clearly, the fear on their faces quickly faded away, replaced by a hint of joy. The difference is that Cheng Yuanzhen's joy is beyond words, and Cheng Hua's joy only flashed in his eyes and was hidden by her.

"Yu'er, didn't you say you were in Jinling before? Why did you come to Chang'an?" Cheng Yuanzhen greeted Lu Yu enthusiastically.

"Brother has been buried. I have nothing to do in Jinling, so I came to Chang'an." As he said that, Lu Yu came to the table. He looked at Cheng Hua, opened his mouth but didn't know what he should call her. At the end, he nodded to Cheng Hua, saying hello.

Cheng Hua also nodded slightly to him.

Then Lu Yu took the purple clay pot and injected boiling water in a spiral shape along the edge of the teapot, while explaining: "Uncle Cheng, look, if tea leaves with small and thin leaves are poured directly with boiling water, the leaves will be crushed and the tea fragrance will be destroyed, so you have to slowly inject water along the edge of the container."

As he spoke, the leaves curled up in the teapot had slowly unfolded under the soaking of boiling water. The mellow fragrance slowly spread, cageing the three people present.

"Yeah!" Cheng Yuanzhen couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Yu'er, you really deserve it. The same tea scriptures in your hands are more than half rich in fragrance? It seems that I was wasting my resources before!"

Lu Yu smiled and shook his head: "No, no, the most important thing about drinking tea is always the feeling. If you drink comfortably, even if you drink it in the mutian and earth, the iron pot and mud bowl are good. If you drink it uncomfortable, even if you soak it well, it will be futile."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mellow tea water was poured into the teacup from the teapot through the filter bowl and placed in front of Cheng Yuanzhen and Cheng Hua.

No matter what you say at this time, it seemed a bit unnecessary, so the two of them didn't say much, but just picked up the teacup and tasted the fragrant tea in the cup.

The fragrant tea entered his throat, and both of them looked intoxicated, but the degree was different.

After a while, Cheng Hua put down the teacup and turned his eyes to Lu Yu.

After hesitating for a while, she spoke, but what she said had nothing to do with the Xiangming.

"I really didn't expect that your martial arts skills are so high now." Cheng Hua said with mixed feelings.

Although Prajna is an internal skill that has accumulated a lot of strength, Lu Yu had just entered the true realm two years ago. Now that his martial arts have reached this level, in addition to Prajna, it is also inseparable from him.

After hearing such praise, Lu Yu's face was not happy, and he just shook his head calmly: "It's nothing, maybe it's because he has lost too much and doesn't care much about everything in the world. He has lost his obsession, but his martial arts have become more diligent, right?"

Then, he looked up at Cheng Yuanzhen, and then smiled slightly: "I really didn't expect that you two would be siblings!"

Cheng Hua's hands suddenly trembled and he almost threw the teacup to the ground.

"How did you know?" She asked this rebuttal and affirmed Lu Yu's words.
Chapter completed!