My queen is awesome

Chapter 436 Young Master Must Be a Dumb Slave Tonight?

He suddenly clenched his fists and forced himself to twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, please let the servant pour tea for you."

"Ah."

The emerald green tea was rolled into the exquisite and luxurious teacup, forming a circle of water ripples.A scent of tea spread from the cup.It may be because of the brewing with wine, the aroma of tea is sandwiched with the aroma of wine, the two flavors are mixed together, and it smells very good.

"Tea is good tea, and wine is good wine. But this year's new tea, Biluochun, may be better brewed with aged bamboo leaves."

Zhuyeqing is an ordinary wine that can no longer be ordinary, and one black crystal dollar can buy a lot.It is absolutely impossible to use Zhuyeqing for guests in a place like the top floor of Hanshuguan.And the guests here don't care whether the tea in Yiqiu is good or not, so...it must be very painful for a master tea maker to face a group of people who don't understand tea at all every day.

It's like playing the piano to a cow, but the cow is chewing peonies.

Yan Qiu's hand that was pouring the tea paused, and he quickly raised his head to look at her, only took one look, and then took it back.The tone is already flat: "Young master's tea art, I am ashamed of myself."

Feng Lingyun mentioned it casually, and didn't have any thoughts about Yiqiu.So she didn't feel much about Yanqiu's indifference.The tea has almost been poured, and the dumb slave who was asked to arrange by Gu Bei earlier also came up at this time.

He had already changed into a suit of clothes, the red brocade set off his delicate face, which was considered passable.

"Coming? Come in." Feng Lingyun waved at him.

Yanqiu just picked up the teacup, and at the moment when the two of them intersected, suddenly, the teacup in Yanqiu's hand fell down with a bang.All the hot tea was poured into his left hand, as if struck by lightning, he stared blankly at the dumb slave sitting next to Feng Lingyun.

"Ah..."

He opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to call out, but soon, he pressed it down again.It's just that there is a little more anger on the expressionless face.

He endured the clenched fist, and the veins bulged.

Feng Lingyun frowned, feeling something tricky in it.

"Mute slave, give medicine to Young Master Yiqiu."

"Yeah."

The dumb slave didn't show any strange behavior. Hearing Feng Lingyun's order, he carefully walked over from the shadow on his knees, took the porcelain bottle of golden sore medicine with both hands, and carefully sprinkled the medicine on Yiqiu's left hand.

But he had only sprinkled halfway, when Yan Qiu suddenly grabbed his hand.

"what is this?"

I saw traces of whips all over the young man's thin and skinny wrist.The whip marks and blood stains were still wet, which was obviously caused just now.

The dumb slave seemed to be very frightened, and subconsciously retracted his hand.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"Did they hit you? How could they...?" He stopped talking halfway through his speech, and then laughed at himself, it was so desolate: "Yes, they have nothing to fear now, I am like this now, How can I..." How can I protect you again.

He let go of the dumb slave's hand, and the dumb slave hid his hand behind his back, cowered behind Feng Lingyun, and looked at Yan Qiu vigilantly.

Yiqiu closed her eyes, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly approached Feng Lingyun, and deliberately smiled: "Young master, why do you need a dumb slave? If you really want someone to serve you, how about a slave?"

"It's too ugly to laugh." Feng Lingyun really didn't even pause.

The smile on the corner of Yanqiu's mouth froze, and his eyes suddenly turned cold; "What does that young master mean, you must be a dumb slave tonight?"

(End of this chapter)