A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 552 Jade Tea and Mountain Tea

Yuan Wuyou glanced at the Xianbei man beside him. At this moment, the man was crossing his arms and looking at the two of them with impatience.

She had no choice but to turn her head and whisper to the man beside her,
"Please step aside for a moment." After receiving the fierce gaze from the man, she added, "Go back and wait for me."

After seeing Gao Yanzong, Yuwen Huaibi did feel nauseous, but when he heard her say "go back and wait for her", he had no choice but to nod and deliberately replied in a deep and drawn-out voice: "It's windy outside, you should also go back to the house earlier."

After saying such vague and ambiguous words, he turned and left in a hurry without giving her a chance to explain.

Although Gao Yanzong knew that the Xianbei man's words were a provocation, he was almost amused by his lowly and childish behavior. Did he think that by pretending to be a good husband, he could make her heart be with Cao Ying and Han in front of him, and be eager to return to him?
He was so naive! As the saying goes, love at first sight, since Gao Yanzong could keep her now, he had countless ways to take advantage of the opportunity to rekindle the old love. Gao Yanzong might not be as good as him in terms of political schemes, but when it comes to flirting, he has never met a rival!
After watching Yuwen Huaibi's back as he walked down the stairs, Yuan Wuyou turned back and continued to question the man in front of her. Her eyes were sharp and bright, and she could not hide her heartache.

"No matter how deep the wound is, it would have frozen in the time it took to speak. You obviously deliberately opened the wound again, causing the bleeding to catch my attention! Tell me, who hurt you?"

Gao Yanzong's eyes were full of affection, and he smiled bitterly with his lips pursed.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you. I found that you have a very sensitive nose. Only when the blood is freshly flowing down... can you discover it. You can smell the fragrance of flowers and the smell of blood. Just like I only show you fresh wounds, you will believe that I have my own difficulties."

"Even if it's a self-torture trick, it's not someone else's turn to whip me!" When Yuan Wuyou said this, his amber eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce and cold light. "Could it be that Princess Chen? How dare she do this! You're just dancing, do you need to sacrifice yourself like this?"

"It's not her either." Gao Yanzong didn't know what she said that touched his sore spot. He suddenly got angry and glared at her fiercely with his affectionate eyes.

"Do you think I'm really going to flirt and let others manipulate me? In your eyes, am I just a vase, only fit to be a woman's plaything?"

"Why are you so fierce? Who did it? Will you tell me? If you don't, I'm leaving!"

Yuan Wuyou also had a stubborn temper. Seeing that he was not going to give up the way he had given him and was still competing with him, he gave him an ultimatum and immediately turned around and left.

"Wait!" Seeing that she was really turning around to leave, Gao Yanzong hurriedly grabbed her right wrist from the side and compromised:
"It's my mother. My mother's flesh puppet is back."

"Your mother?" The red-shirted girl shook her ponytail, turned around swiftly, and her angry amber eyes suddenly filled with confusion. "Why did she hit you?"

The man lowered his eyelashes in grievance, sighed, and whispered:
"She blamed me for not keeping you, and blamed me for bringing trouble upon myself, for causing you to break off relations with me, and for driving Feng Xi away in anger."

Yuan Wuyou was full of surprise. "We have never met before, how could she recognize me so much? If she hits you... will you just stand up and take the beating? Do you need me to meet her and explain it clearly?"

Thinking of his mother who had come back from the dead, Gao Yanzong's nose suddenly felt sore and it was really hard to speak. Forget it, since he had already broken up with her, why should he let her tear open his scars and see the pain, and only make her laugh at him?

But when Gao Yanzong opened his mouth, his deep, hoarse voice still revealed a cry:
"No need to go! You don't know her. Don't go to see her..."

"Why, are you afraid that when she sees me, she'll find that I don't match the image of the mighty female ruler that's been rumored to be, and that I'm not worthy of you?"

Facing her ridicule, the man's round and bright peach blossom eyes were suddenly filled with tears, hanging in the crimson eye sockets, precariously embedded in the handsome face like white porcelain.

Gao Yanzong's vision was blurred, and he could only vaguely see her red shirt and white face. His deep and magnetic voice seemed to be soaked with tears, and there was a bit of despair in his hoarseness: "Are you happy to humiliate me like this? You know... that's not what I meant..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, tears as big as beans suddenly burst out of the man's eyes and slid down his red eyelids.

Yuan Wuyou's heart tightened instantly. She admired Gao Yanzong the most for this, others would need to prepare for tears for a while, but he could cry instantly.

"Why are you crying again? Why do you always use crying to deal with me? Or has someone wronged you?"

The man just looked at her with deep affection and resentment in his brown eyes, without saying a word, and silently shedding tears.

Yuan Wuyou was speechless. She was really controlled by his trick. She couldn't stand seeing people cry, especially the handsome man in front of her, who was clearly in tears, but staring at her with a forbearing and stubborn look, his handsome face silently shedding tears. Anyone would feel sorry for him.

What's more, this was her ex-lover. If it had been before, she should have executed him on the spot or thrown him on the bed. Even if he was in a bad mood, a rough beating would solve the problem.

But that’s not possible now. They are both free now. She has to have backbone and can’t compromise just because he uses some tricks to make her give in.

"You've been wronged by someone else again, and you come to me to cry about it? You dare to make me angry."

Gao Yanzong shook his head decisively and said in a muffled voice,
"No, I'm not here to complain to you or seek comfort. I have never regretted the path I chose."

"That's right. With your vindictive temper, how could you be so angry when being bullied? Then why did you come to me?"

The man still pursed his lips stubbornly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his slender hands, sniffed his red nose, and tried his best to force his previous defiant smile with raised eyebrows on his face.

He stretched out his arm and handed her the flower branch that he had been holding in his other hand for a long time. "I present you with Jade Tea. I hope you will not despise Yanzong, but take your anger out on the pure and noble Shancha."

When Gao Yanzong put a branch of fragrant white camellia under Yuan Wuyou's nose, she discovered that the sweet floral scent was almost identical to the scent on his body.

His fingers were long and thin, with distinct joints, and they looked even more pleasing to the eye against the green leaves and white flowers.

Yuan Wuyou's mind was numbed by the fragrance and he reached out to take the flower unconsciously. After he came to his senses, he pretended to be calm and lowered his eyes to look at the camellia in his hand.

Later, I found that not only are the petals of the camellia flower neat and tidy, but the leaves are also round and neat. In fact, Gao Yanzong is quite a camellia-like person. Although he looks beautiful and unrestrained, he actually sticks to his own rules.

It’s just that Gao Yanzong is more like a pink camellia rather than the white jade tea in his hand.

Yuan Wuyou looked up in surprise, "You like white mountain tea?"

"I like red camellia, but..." The man's brown eyes were washed black and shiny, and even his long eyelashes were wet, but his gaze was firm. "But you like white, so I picked some jade tea for you."