Zhao Sanjin wondered, what else could happen at night? Monitoring people all the time?

It's a happy and interesting thing to show love between two people. How can NIMA be broadcast live in a twinkling of an eye? Or the one that doesn't pay.

"Let's drink tea." Zhao Sanjin was completely defeated by Xia Lingmo's protector. He dejected pointed to a seat by the window and walked over.

"What would you like to drink?" Zhao Sanjin looked at the neatly placed tea making tools and blue and white porcelain tea cup set on the table. With the cloud fragrance at the corner of the table, Zhao Sanjin felt that the atmosphere was really not covered and was very suitable for people who like tea.

With the action by the window and a twist of the head, you can get the whole river view into your eyes. It really looks very good. The fragrant tea and refined scenery make people feel more happy when tasting tea.

"What to drink?" Zhao Sanjin asked with a smile.

"West Lake Longjing!" Xia Changqing is not a picky person at first sight. Besides, good tea and bad tea do not depend entirely on tea. More importantly, the skill of tea boiling people should be in place.

"Just a moment, please." after placing the order, the waiter turned and left. Xia Changqing had begun to beat the tea cup.

Tea making is a technical job. Without the help of Xuanjin, Zhao Sanjing knows that his tea making skills can only be regarded as general. Compared with the real tea making masters, they are still far from each other.

"Can you tell me your three news?" Zhao Sanjing looked at Xia Changqing's preparation before making tea for a while, then took back his mind and asked with expectation on his face.

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." after Xia Changqing introduced the water into the teapot, he boiled the water first. Then he put down his tweezers, looked at Zhao Sanjin, and slowly opened his mouth: "the first news is that Xia Lingmo has returned to Yanjing. It's not me who took her."

Xia Changqing's words fell down and did not continue to say the second news, but gave Zhao Sanjin an opportunity to digest and ask questions. Xia Changqing believes that there must be doubts in Zhao Sanjin's heart.

"Isn't it you? Who can take Xia Lingmo away at the clarification meeting, but I can't notice?" Zhao Sanjin asked him the question he was most interested in as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Who?" Xia Changqing smiled playfully, and lightly responded to Zhao Sanjin's three words: "many people!"

Xia Changqing raised the teacup in her hand and gently threw it over the sky. At the next moment, Zhao Sanjing only felt a gust of wind blowing around her. As soon as her eyes closed and opened, there was another waiter around Xia Changqing.

The teacup thrown into the air also fell to the ground. The crisp sound of the teacup breaking made Zhao Sanjin come back to his senses.

"Ah!" the waiter standing at the table immediately exclaimed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'll clean up here right away."

"Hmm?" looking at the meaningful smile on Xia Changqing's face and the confused, forced and hesitant look on the waiter's face, Zhao Sanjing's eyebrows between his forehead could not help but frown a little.

Soon, the waiter picked up the tea cup debris on the ground, smiled at them and said, "I'll send someone to clean the small debris right away. Be careful. I'm sorry."

The waiter took the broken tea cup and left. Xia Changqing looked at Zhao Sanjin and asked, "do you see clearly?"

"Did you bring the waiter?" Zhao Sanjin had such a guess in his heart, but when he said this sentence, the color of shock on his face was still quite strong.

Zhao Sanjin was shocked. What kind of technique is this? Be able to bring a living adult to yourself in a short time when a tea cup falls to the ground.

"So, there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside!" Xia Changqing nodded noncommittally, which is also a lesson for Zhao Sanjin.

Zhao Sankin into meditation. No wonder she knew so many things when she met Xia Lingmo for the first time. Moreover, she told Zhao Sankin more than once that the strength of the Xia family came not only from commerce, but also from ancient martial arts.

At that time, Zhao Sanjin didn't quite understand the ancient martial arts. Now it seems that the ancient martial arts are not lost to the Xuanjin in Zhao Sanjin's body.

For a moment, Zhao Sanjin felt a little trance.

"What's the second news?" Zhao Sanjin revealed the matter temporarily and asked the next one.

"The second news is that Xia is promoting the marriage between miss ling'er and Gao Tianbu Yun, the young master of Gaotian family. If there is no accident, it will be completed in a year and hold a wedding."

Xia Changqing said faintly, as if it was something that had nothing to do with himself.

Of course, this is true. It has nothing to do with Xia Changqing. Although he is a housekeeper, he is not the protector of Xia Lingmo. He can't manage so many things.

A person who loves deeply still sleeps together last night and does the shameful things between men and women. Even this morning, he can be late for the breakfast made by the person he loves deeply.

But what? God seemed to deliberately tease people. In less than half a day, Zhao Sanjin heard that the person he deeply loved had already made a marriage.

"Did you mean me when you said this accident?" Zhao Sanjin's face was pale and colorless, and his smile was more ugly than crying. It could be seen that Zhao Sanjin was really hurt, but he insisted.

"I think it should be!" Xia Changqing hesitated, nodded and said with a bitter smile: "in fact, the matter between you and miss ling'er has been spread by the high level in Xia family."

"The reason why I didn't come to you for trouble is actually because miss ling'er stopped me." Xia Changqing revealed something to Zhao Sanjin that was no longer in the news, and immediately let Zhao Sanjin's fist clench. Even his fingernails fell into the meat and didn't feel pain.

"Do you mean that without linger, the patron saint, my future life will be difficult?" the gloomy color on Zhao Sanjin's face became more and more thick, and even the waiter didn't know when to deliver the tea to them.

"I think, it should be!" Xia Changqing reluctantly spread his hand, or such a sentence.

"That's interesting." Zhao Sankin smiled bitterly and asked, "what do you mean?"

This problem made Xia Changqing couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Her arm holding a handful of tea was also stiff in the air. She looked at Zhao Sanjin in shock and couldn't return to her mind for a long time.

Soon, Xia Tianhao's look returned to normal. He put the tea into the boiling water, put the teacup cleaned by the boiling water aside, didn't look up, and said, "I don't think I mean anything."

"What's the third news?" since there was no solution, Zhao Sanjin chose to continue to ask.

"The third news, I think you have to think about it." Xia Changqing pretended to smile mysteriously, leaned his head around Zhao Sanjin, looked around carefully, and said: "Xia's collateral is trying to seize the throne. There are only three people in his direct line. In addition to the young master Tianhao and miss ling'er you already know, there is another young master who is ill in bed. The situation is not optimistic."

Zhao Sanjin took a deep look at Xia Changqing. He always felt that among the three news Zhao Sanjin wanted to tell him today, there were always other meanings mixed with both inside and outside the words.

Just like what I said just now, the young master is ill in bed and the situation is not optimistic. Zhao Sanjin wondered what Xia Changqing meant. Is it that the young master's condition is not optimistic? Or that the situation of the whole Xia family is not optimistic?

Zhao Sanjin didn't ask, because Zhao Sanjin knew very well that even if he asked, he could only ask for nothing.

"I think Xia Hao asked you to tell me this news?" Zhao Sankin thought for a long time before his eyes fell on the tea cup that had been 'out of soup'.

"This tea is definitely a first-class level. The tea is fragrant, sweet in the mouth and refreshing in the stomach, which is quite suitable for you." Xia Changqing didn't entangle with Zhao Sanjin on this question, and even didn't answer Zhao Sanjin, so he pointed to the teacup in front of him.

"Is the marriage between Xia family and Gaotian family also because of this situation?" Zhao Sanjin asked in a hurry after taking a sip from the tea cup according to Xia Changqing's requirements.

"The tea ceremony is led by Huaxia. The tea has a moral meaning, which can make people introspective and eye-catching. A good cup of tea can't feel its taste unless you taste it carefully." Xia Tianhao didn't change anything. He pointed to the tea cup in front of Zhao Sanjin again and continued to taste it leisurely.

This time, Zhao Sanjin didn't refuse. He picked up the tea cup, leveled his mind, took a deep breath, and took a sip of the aroma in the tea deep into his throat.

Suddenly, Zhao Sanjing really felt the credibility of what Xia Changqing said in his words, but the tea was fragrant, sweet in the mouth, refreshing in the stomach, and rare good tea.

"It's really good tea. The taste and rhyme of tea are quite strong. Once people bring the tea cup, they can't help but put it down." Zhao Sanjin didn't surprise Xia Changqing for a while. He had to admit that Xia Changqing's tea cooking skills are really not covered.

They did not continue to say three news things. Zhao Sanjin also tasted the tea carefully. Although he did not taste a lot of truth in the tea as Xia Changqing said, it was enough to taste such a cup of tea.

Even so, the impact brought by Xia Changqing's three news to Zhao Sanjin is really not covered at all. At least Zhao Sanjin sees a different Xia, a different Xia Hao, and Xia Lingmo with a sad fate.

Put the tea cup back to the boiled noodles. Zhao Sanjin quietly looked at Xia Changqing, who had eaten a cup of tea, and slowly opened his mouth: "thank you!"