Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 414 The prelude to punishing the enemy (1)
The purple dragon that is about to come out, with its high dragon head on top of the lifelike golden sun, shows the arrogance and domineering arrogance of a generation of Veyron in Sipa.

Such a superb embroidery technique, such a vivid golden sunshine and purple dragon pattern, could not help but make Ye Yifeng, who was sitting opposite Shangguan Ningyue, almost stunned.

He had to admit that for a woman like Shangguan Ningyue, her embroidery technique was simply unrivaled in the world!

It's just, this woman... why did she embroider the golden Rizhao Zilong pattern?

She definitely didn't show off her superb embroidery techniques in front of her because she was bored and panicked. This was not Shangguan Ningyue's vicious style against the enemy.

There must be a conspiracy behind her embroidered pattern of golden sunshine and purple dragon, but what is this conspiracy?

He really couldn't figure it out, his brain hurt from thinking about it, and he couldn't figure out why!
At this moment, Xuanyuanyan, who had scooped up the tea, laid out his white palms towards Ye Yifeng lazily, and said with a smile on his thin lips, "Prince Cangyue, the jasmine tea has been brewed, please drink it."

Glancing at Xuanyuanyan, Ye Yifeng picked up the glazed jade cup in front of him.

Gently blowing the hot air from the rim of the cup a few times, Ye Yifeng took a sip of the fragrant tea, and the moment the fragrant tea slipped into his throat, Ye Yifeng's gaze re-fixed on the silk handkerchief in Shangguan Ningyue's hand.

Picking up the glazed jade cup in front of Shangguan Ningyue's table, Xuanyuanyan's smiling black eyes also looked at the silk handkerchief in Shangguan Ningyue's hand while her thin lips blew on the hot tea in the cup.

Before coming to Juxian Tea House, his beloved Yue'er said to him: "Yan, when you are making jasmine tea, Yue'er can't be idle, it's shameful to waste time. Yue'er has to find something to do, how about Yue'er took a few bundles of thread to the teahouse, and while you are making jasmine tea, practice your unfamiliar embroidery techniques."

Hearing Yue'er's words, he played with a strand of blue silk on Yue'erxiang's cheek, and said in surprise: "My God! My Yue'er, how can you even know how to do embroidery?"

Yue'er smiled, and two words of softness overflowed from her cherry-red lips, which were as blue as breath: "I understand."

"Understand a little?"

Now, I can see Shangguan Ningyue embroidered on a silk handkerchief, the vivid pattern of golden sunshine and purple dragon.

Xuanyuanyan has a deeper understanding of these two words.

The so-called slightly understanding means that any skill in the world has been practiced to a state of perfection. This kind of state of perfection is called a little understanding!

His beloved Yue'er knows a little about poison; his beloved Yue'er knows a little about hidden weapons; his beloved Yue'er knows a little about cooking; his beloved Yue'er knows a little about embroidery.

In short, as long as there are abilities in the world, his beloved Yue'er...seems to have a little understanding of them all!

In the world, is there any skill that his beloved Yue'er doesn't understand?This is a question worth pondering, another day, he has to ask Yue'er carefully!
Handing the slightly chilled jasmine fragrance to Shangguan Ningyue's cherry lips, Xuanyuanyan put the glass jade cup back on the table after she made Shangguan Ningyue take a sip of the tea.

Picking up the glazed jade cup in front of her desk, she lowered her head and took a small sip of tea.

Xuanyuan Yan looked at Ye Yifeng with a smile in his dark eyes, and asked with thin lips charmingly: "This jasmine tea is made by Yue'er in my family who knows a little bit about tea art, in order to warmly greet Prince Cangyue, she specially taught me to make it before departure. I wonder how Prince Cang Yue feels after drinking it?"

Withdrawing Suowang Sipa's gaze, his eyes met Ye Yifeng who was looking at Xuanyuanyan, and replied in a faint voice: "Good tea, the taste is unforgettable for a lifetime!"

"Drinking alone is worse than drinking with others. Yue'er and I never hesitate to share good things with others. Since..."

Turning Xuanyuanyan in the glazed jade cup lightly, the thin lips curved more charmingly and said: "Prince Cangyue has given such high praise to this jasmine tea, why don't you tell all your subordinates who have worked so hard to guard the tree outside the window to come in Would you like a drink?"

As soon as Xuanyuanyan's words fell, Ye Yifeng's body froze suddenly, almost causing the glazed jade cup in his hand to slip to the ground and fall to pieces...

Ye Yifeng's shocked and terrified eyes met Xuanyuan Yan's charming black eyes.

It was a knowing smile that knew everything, it was a sneering smile relentlessly given to his stupid behavior of ambush a group of slain subordinates.

Holding the hand of the glazed jade cup, Ye Yifeng, with veins bursting out, slightly avoided Xuanyuanyan's mocking smile, and replied in a calm voice, "They don't like drinking tea."

"Oh?" The handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, and the white fingertips were lazily circled around the mouth of the cup. Xuanyuan Yan's dark eyes deepened and asked with a charming smile: "Then what do they like?"

Raising his glass, Shou took a sip of jasmine tea, then placed the glazed jade cup lightly on the table, four words came out from Ye Yifeng's lips: "Loyal to protect the Lord."

Putting his elbows on the table and propping his fair right cheek with his palm, Xuanyuan Yan said in a high tone: "Loyal to protect the lord? I'm afraid that's not the case, is it?"

After Xuanyuanyan's words fell, Ye Yifeng, who was immediately overwhelmed by a very ominous premonition, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "What do you mean by that?"

"Before entering Juxian Tea House, my subordinates told me..."

The five fingers of his left hand clasped the table lazily, and Xuanyuanyan smiled slowly on his thin lips: "Compared with loyal guardians, your subordinates seem to like sleeping more!"

Ye Yifeng was not an idiot, he could naturally hear what Xuanyuanyan said between his words.Xuanyuan Yan was ironically implying to him that a group of dead soldiers he had ambushed outside had fallen into a coma.

His heart twitched instantly, and Ye Yifeng, whose blood was frozen like ice, stared at Xuanyuanyan in disbelief, "Impossible!"

What Ye Yifeng didn't believe was not Xuanyuanyan's subordinates, who were incapable of incapacitating his hundred black-clothed dead men.

What Ye Yifeng didn't believe was that no matter how powerful Xuanyuanyan's subordinates were, they would never be able to knock out his best hundred black-clothed dead soldiers without any movement.

But Xuanyuanyan's charming smile and Xuanyuanyan's sarcasm made Ye Yifeng believe that his best hundred dead soldiers in black were indeed fainted quietly by Xuanyuanyan's subordinates.

"But Prince Cangyue, don't worry, since we sincerely invite you to drink fragrant tea, we are also happy to borrow a fragrant bed to warm your pillow, so that your subordinates..."

Shangguan Ningyue, who has switched to embroidering with black hemp thread, although her head is drooping slightly, and her slender fingers are skillfully dancing with the embroidery needle, a soft smile overflows from her cherry red lips: "Sleep comfortably! "Ye Yifeng, who thinks he's smart, wants to fight Yan Yan with just such a sneering skill?

He had already guessed that Ye Yifeng, who came to the appointment, would mobilize a group of subordinates to ambush outside, trying to let the subordinates take the lives of himself and Yan before he and Yan dealt with him.

(End of this chapter)