"Don't make a little temperament" Huang Xuan sank his eyes, "The high priest is a distinguished guest of the Medicine Master League, you have to take care of it carefully, and you are not allowed to be reckless and reckless as usual, if you make a mistake and neglect the high priest, you will be asked for the teacher."

"Yes"

She grinded her teeth hatefully, her eyes swept coldly towards Huang Xuan, and the other party was bent her lips, looking at her for a long time, with a little smug in her eyes.

Stinky little ghost, let's see.

The moon sets in the east, and a secret battle slowly kicks off.

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.

The darkness of the canopy had not yet receded, and a low knock on the door resounded in the Imperial Pavilion.

The person who was disturbed by his dream opened the door irritably, stared at the person standing with his eyes hanging outside the door with an unhappy face, grinding his teeth, "Qing'er, do you know what time it is?" ”

The girl who was called Qing'er shrunk her body, looked at Nan Lingyu apologetically, twisted the corners of her clothes, and whispered: "Senior sister, Qing'er doesn't want to disturb senior sister so early, but the high priest said that he wanted to drink morning tea and asked senior sister to collect morning dew for him, so ......"

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, and by the end it was almost unreal.

Nan Lingyu's forehead jumped suddenly, and clusters of anger erupted from the bottom of his eyes, Okay, you little brat, Miss Ben hasn't done it yet, but you came to the door?

Okay, very good, since you dare to come, Miss Ben will accompany you to have a good time.

"Senior sister, your smile is so scary......"

Shocked by the insidiousness revealed by Nan Ling Yu, Qing'er hugged her arms and took a few steps back cautiously, frowning and whispering accusations.

Nan Lingyu smiled and glared at Qing'er, "You are scary"

Qing'er lowered her head, not daring to refute anymore, Nan Lingyu closed the door, strode out of the pavilion, raised the corners of her lips, and said coldly: "Let's go, go pick the morning dew"

"But Senior Sister, isn't there morning dew in the Imperial Spirit Pavilion?" Qing'er wondered

Nan Lingyu snorted lightly, a hint of cunning crossed his eyes, "How can the morning dew of the Royal Spirit Pavilion be enough to make tea for the high priest?" Of course, we have to go to the place where the morning dew is the most."

"Oh" Qing'er nodded ignorantly and followed Nan Lingyu away.

Half an hour later, two figures walked into the Night Pavilion.

"I heard that the high priest wants to drink morning tea, I picked the freshest morning dew and boiled the tea, the high priest came to taste it" Putting the tea cup on the tea table, Nan Lingyu smiled with great enthusiasm.

Huang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, the little tiger has changed sex?

Hooking his lips, Huang Xuan put down the scroll in his hand, picked up the tea bowl and gently opened the lid, and the rich bitter smell instantly entered his nasal cavity.

His face shook, he quickly put down the tea cup, raised his eyes and swept to the person with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Miss Ling Yu's tea art is really special."

"It's good if the high priest likes it" Nan Lingyu curled his lips and smiled harmlessly.

Huang Xuan smiled deeply, "I don't know that Ling Yu's morning dew was collected by this, and it can brew such a shocking taste, Huang Xuan is very curious."

Nan Lingyu covered her lips, as if she was a little embarrassed, "Actually, it's not a special place, it's just the backyard of the medicine garden."

Medicine Garden? Backyard?

Huang Xuan squinted his eyes and thought for a while, his face suddenly distorted a little, isn't the backyard of the medicine garden a place to support livestock? This little girl picked the water from there?

No wonder he felt pungent when it turned out to be water for livestock.

Seeing that Huang Xuan's face was cloudy, the smile on the corner of Nan Ling Yu's lips became brighter and brighter, but she still smiled, and pretended to ask, "Why doesn't the high priest drink it?" Is it a mouthful? It's okay, there's still a lot of morning dew, I'll make some other tea for the high priest."