The darling of troubled times: Zhu Yan plays the world

Chapter 421 My Woman Should Serve Me
"Hmph, Yin Lan, I tell you, you are committing the crime of deceiving the emperor!" Murong Xuan said with a snort.

"Why do you deceive the emperor? The emperor didn't ask, and I didn't lie. The emperor asked, and I answered honestly, didn't I?" Yin Lan said lightly, lowered her head and blew on the hot air in the teacup, and took a sip by herself.

Murong Xuan looked at her leisurely look, and said: "You are drinking tea by yourself, do you want me to watch you here?"

He looked at her slightly unhappy, she simply ignored his existence, but he is the emperor!

"Does the emperor also want to drink tea? If the emperor wants to drink tea, all he needs to do is open the golden mouth. Naturally, someone will pour tea for the emperor. I am not a slave, what is the emperor staring at me for?" Yin Lan curled her lips disapprovingly. , and continued to drink tea with his head bowed.

"You are not a slave, but you are my woman! You should serve me!" Murong Xuan said domineeringly.

Yin Lan drank the tea leisurely, then put down the cup and said, "Huairou, pour a cup of tea for the emperor."

"You! Yin Lan, I ask you to pour tea for me!" Murong Xuan waved to Huairou who was beside her, signaling that she didn't need to pour tea.

"Your Majesty, I made this tea. Whoever pours the tea has the same taste. Could it be that the taste can be stronger if I pour it?" Yin Lan raised her head and looked at Murong Xuan lightly.

Murong Xuan twitched his lips when he heard this, "I'm interested in what you said, so please trouble Aifei to pour me a cup of tea."

"The emperor uses the word 'trouble', but I can't afford it." Yin Lan still didn't seem to get up to pour tea.

Murong Xuan was a little angry, it seemed that she wanted to go against him, he stood up and said: "Since I can't bother you, I will do it myself!"

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot with his own hands and wanted to pour tea for himself.

Huairou ran over in panic and said: "Your Majesty, let the slaves come."

"Get out of the way, I want to do it myself." Murong Xuan ignored the panicked Huai Rou, poured himself a cup of tea, and then sipped it.

"What does the Emperor think of the tea I made?" Yin Lan asked with a slight smile.

"Not bad, it can quench your thirst." Murong Xuan put down his teacup, looked at Yin Lan and said.

"If the emperor only wants to quench his thirst, don't waste the tea I made." Yin Lan said lightly.

Murong Xuan frowned, "Yin Lan, it seems that you want to contradict me today, don't you?"

Yin Lan continued to smile slightly, neither answering nor denying.

(End of this chapter)