Chapter 192
Nie Zhaoyang's movements are smooth and familiar. Obviously, he has made tea like this countless times before, which is why he is so easy to grasp.I thought that Nie Zhaoyang had no ink, so he asked to make tea when everyone proposed to write a poem, but unexpectedly Nie Zhaoyang really has such an incomparable and exquisite tea technique.

Li Zhilin, who was standing quietly by the side, had a faint look of expression in her originally calm eyes.

I have known for a long time that although Nie Zhaoyang is the eldest lady in name, but in fact she is not favored to the extreme in the mansion, so I have never seen it in the ethnology, so Li Zhilin couldn't help feeling a little bit more when they met for the first time The contempt, and the fact that Li Zhilin couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for her younger brother because her mother had proposed marriage to Nie Zhaoyang on purpose before, that's why she made things difficult for Nie Zhaoyang, hoping that Nie Zhaoyang would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

But after getting along with her today, Li Zhilin found that Nie Zhaoyang was not as ineffective as she imagined.

In the flower hall, facing the two purses of his mother Tian's obvious favoritism, Nie Zhaoyang did not show the slightest stage fright, even though he was doubtful, he was still generous.Later, facing Li Zhilin's deliberate indifference when leading the way, Nie Zhaoyang did not show any anger, and he and his younger sister Nie Yanran followed with a smile all the way.

At the pavilion in the garden, Li Zhilin intentionally did not introduce herself to everyone, but Nie Zhaoyang not only did not show shame or anger, but took her seat with ease.Being among the ladies of the family, Nie Zhaoyang was not stage-frightened, instead he wandered around in a long-sleeved and skillful manner, and even helped Li Zhilin to calm down a few small disputes without remembering the past, but in just half a cup of tea, he had already won over several A lady of good birth was greatly appreciated.

When faced with everyone's suggestion to write a poem, although he revealed his shortcomings, he speaks freely and freely, not only does he not have the slightest sense of petty family, but he has a noble temperament.

At this moment, Li Zhilin was standing in front of the tea table, watching Nie Zhaoyang complete the tea-making process step by step, and then guessed vaguely that the reason why Nie Zhaoyang quit poetry might not be because he was really bad at writing, but because he wanted to choose a more Proficient in the tea ceremony.

From this point of view, Nie Zhaoyang is obviously different from the other three ladies in the Rong Palace.Nie Zhaoyang does not have the arrogance of Nie Ziqiong, does not have the arrogance of Nie Yanran, does not have the cowardice of Nie Yunluo, on the contrary, he is intelligent, magnanimous, calm and good-looking. I am afraid that the emperor and the royal family will not give up.

Li Zhilin stood quietly by the side, watching Nie Zhaoyang's light smile and familiar movements, she couldn't help but secretly imagined in her heart that maybe it would be a good thing to welcome Nie Zhaoyang as his younger brother's wife.

Li Zhilin's expression was blank as she was thinking about her thoughts, while Nie Zhaoyang was smiling, but his mind was restless.The feeling that I always felt that someone was watching me secretly came back again, but Li Zhilin was obviously beside me.If it's not Li Zhilin, then someone else is watching her secretly.

Nie Zhaoyang raised his eyelids slightly by holding the cup and smelling the fragrance, and looked at the direction that made him feel like a thorn in his body, but he saw a rather interesting rockery in the distance, and there were winding pavilions and corridors behind it. You can see a figure shaking on it, but you can't see it clearly because the distance is too far.

With such a long distance, even if there are people watching this way from the corridor of the pavilion over there, they should not be able to see clearly.Nie Zhaoyang frowned, and lowered his head to comfort himself quietly.

(End of this chapter)

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