The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 399

She came to Nancang Kingdom with Zhan Beiqing, and she has never seen a woman beside him. This woman is he... just met?friend?

The woman was wearing a pomegranate red skirt and had a round baby face. She looked very attractive. She was looking at her curiously. When she saw her looking over, she quickly looked away, as if looking at the musical instruments in the store.

Zhan Beiqing glanced at Mo Li, then turned to look at the woman beside him: "Ling Zhi, just take whatever you fancy, I will buy it for you."

Lingzhi tilted his head halfway to look at it, raised his innocent smiling face, and smiled sweetly: "My lord, here, whether it's the zither, the flute, the xiaoyu, or the guqin and pipa, each piece is made of high-quality materials, and the workmanship is exquisite and thoughtful. I like all the Ling Zhis. Why don’t you choose one for Ling Zhi?”

Zhan Beiqing hooked his thin lips, and said proudly: "Since you like everything, I will buy all the musical instruments here and give them to you!" It's just that Mo Li is drinking tea with his eyes downcast, unable to distinguish his expression.

Lingzhi giggled a few times, and said softly: "Thank you, my lord, for your love! My lord, Lingzhi only has two hands, so I can't use so many musical instruments. Lingzhi doesn't want anything, just my lord's favor."

Zhan Beiqing asked softly, "Really don't want it?"

Ling Zhi firmly replied: "No."

"You're tired, let's sit over there."

Zhan Beiqing walked to the tea table and sat down, patted the chair beside him: "Lingzhi, sit down!"

Mo Li remained expressionless, drinking tea on her own, as if she didn't notice that there was someone beside her.

Displeasure flashed in Wen Yan's eyes: "My lord, this shop is not a teahouse, and we don't invite customers to drink tea. This tea table is only for Wen Mousu's daily tea drinking, and he only entertains friends."

He picked up the teapot: "Moli, I'll give you some more tea."

"Okay." Mo Li put down the cup in his hand and smiled, "This tea is delicious."

Wen Yan said as if no one was around: "If you like to drink, I will give you a can when you return home."

Mo Li faced a strong gaze from the side, and smiled: "Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful. I have black tea that was rewarded by the emperor. I'm not used to drinking it, so I happened to give it to you as well."

"This..." Wen Yan was not flattered, and said humbly, "The reward from the emperor is too precious, how dare Wen accept it?"

"What's the matter, as you just said, musical instruments are the same as tea. For someone like me who doesn't understand tea, drinking tea is not much different from drinking water. Isn't it a waste?
You are different, you love to drink tea, and only with you can tea exude its true charm.If tea has life, it must be very happy to be appreciated by you! "

Wen Yan's eyes brightened, and he smiled slightly: "You've already said that, if I don't accept it, it would be hypocritical, then Wen will thank you in advance."

The two talked to themselves, while Zhan Beiqing's face became more and more gloomy.Lingzhi looked at it, and said with a smile: "My lord, I think this Mr. Wen must think that this tea is not good enough, and he is afraid that the lord will find out, so he refuses to drink it for us."

Zhan Beiqing glanced at the brown color in the ink glass, and hummed in a low voice.

Wen Yan raised his voice: "A Sheng, go make a pot of tea."

"Yes." A Sheng, the clerk in the store, agreed to make tea.

There was a hint of doubt in Mo Li's eyes, this pot of tea was just brewed, but after drinking two or three cups, do you want to brew it again?

Wen Yan seemed to see her doubts, and explained: "Although Wen is dressed in white, she is also somewhat arrogant. The tea I make myself is only for friends to drink."

No need to look at Zhan Beiqing's face, Mo Li could feel his displeasure.Pursing his lips and taking a sip, he wondered why Zhan Beiqing didn't leave yet?Could he not feel the awkwardness of the atmosphere?He couldn't detect it, but that Lingzhi girl could always detect it, why didn't she leave?
A Sheng came over with tea, Ling Zhi poured a cup for Zhan Beiqing, and then poured a cup for himself.

Zhan Beiqing said lightly: "It's not someone who brews tea, this king can drink it."

A Sheng retreated shyly, Lingzhi took a sip, and said with a smile: "My lord doesn't drink Lingzhi, this tea is delicious."

Zhan Beiqing glanced at her: "When you go back, I will send you a few cans of better ones."

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of leaving, Mo Li drank the tea in his cup and stood up: "Wen Yan, you are busy first, I will go back first, and I will come to see you another day.

Your lord, take your time. "

With Zhan Beiqing here, Wen Yan knew that he couldn't have a pleasant chat with Mo Li, so he smiled: "Okay, if there are guests, Wen won't send them away. I'll ask Asheng to deliver the tea later in the evening."

"Okay, don't be so alien to friends."

Mo Li came out of the shop and was about to board the carriage when she heard someone call her, "Mo Li."

When Mo Li turned her head, she saw Qin Shaowen leaping off the horse gracefully, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence!"

Qin Shaowen led the horse over: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Are you interested in going to the villa to participate in the poetry meeting?"

"Poetry meeting?" Mo Li smiled, "Playing the piano is okay, but I don't know anything about poetry."

Qin Shaowen lowered his voice and smirked: "Actually, Qin doesn't know how to compose poems, I just go to eat, drink and enjoy the scenery."

Unexpectedly, Qin Shaowen would make a joke, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Qin Shaowen said solemnly: "The scenery on the mountain is unique. The owner of the villa has planted many exotic flowers and plants, and has managed the entire villa like a fairyland. Usually the gates of the villa are closed and no outsiders are allowed to enter.

It is only open during the poetry meeting every year, so many young masters and ladies of aristocratic families take advantage of this time to go out and have fun, and there are a few who actually write poetry, but they just use the name of poetry to be arty. "

"Okay, I'll go too." Mo Li readily agreed, since there's nothing else to do when you're free, why not take a look at the beautiful scenery of Nancang Kingdom.

Qin Shaowen said happily: "You get in the car, and I will lead the way."

Mo Li got into the carriage and followed Qin Shaowen all the way to the west, until he left the west city gate, and drove another five miles before stopping.

When Mo Li got out of the car, he saw a lush mountain on the right.The mountain is not high. Looking from the foot of the mountain, you can see a tall archway that says "Chang's Villa".

Qin Shaowen handed the horse to the servant who greeted the guests: "Let's go up."

The road leading to Chang's Villa is paved with stone steps, and pots of carefully trimmed potted plants are placed on both sides of the stone steps.The gate of the villa is wide open, and there is a large lotus pond in sight.The corridor above the lotus pond twists and turns, and some brightly dressed young men and women are standing or leaning on the corridor.

Some are feeding the fish with pastry crumbs, some are enjoying the lotus in twos and threes, and the laughter is very pleasant.

Looking back across the corridor, you can see the quaint buildings, and the roof of the Liuli Pavilion in the distance.

Qin Shaowen saw the exclamation on Mo Li's face, and asked with a smile, "How is it, isn't it beautiful?"

"It's as beautiful as a picture scroll. My first thought was: the owner of this villa is really rich, haha. It takes a lot of money to buy this hill, let alone build this villa."

(End of this chapter)