The reason why he is unfathomable is not that he is the first in kung fu and fights invincible opponents all over the world, but that he is indifferent by nature and will not easily do anything with others, but once he fights, he has never been defeated

Since he is a painting saint, he will naturally not be short of money.

And he is not low-key in dressing, and any accessories on his body are worth 10,000 gold, and some things are even hundreds of thousands of gold, no matter where he goes, it is like a mobile treasure trove.

Such a person naturally attracts the covetousness of people from all walks of life on the rivers and lakes, and there are countless people who want to plot against him to get a vote.

But it's strange to say, this Han Shanyue is obviously just one person, and no matter how many people the gang that calculates him sends to rob and kill him, it is all meat buns and dogs, and there is no return

No one has seen his real shot, and those who have seen it are no longer alive in this world

His whereabouts are uncertain, and he has been seen on the lands of five countries on this continent.

No one knew where he lived, and he suddenly appeared when it seemed as if he should have appeared,

And there is no sign of walking naturally, and it disappears as you walk.

There have been good people who have followed him, but they can't find him halfway through, some say that he disappeared out of thin air, and some say that he drove away in the clouds

All in all, the preaching is divine

It also made the mystery on his body even heavier.

Ning Xuemo didn't expect to come to the teahouse today and actually meet this great god, and a few curiosity rose in her heart.

So when Ji Yunhuang knew that the upstairs tea house in this teahouse was chartered by Mr. Han Shanyue, and he could only drink tea downstairs, and proposed to go to other teahouses, she refused.

She picked up a position facing the staircase and sat down, and smiled: "Your Highness, let's talk here." "Beckon the young man to bring two pots of good tea.

Ji Yunhuang's eyes were quite complicated when he looked at her, and what he wanted to say to her needed to be talked about slowly in the quiet private room, not in the lobby where there were other tea guests.

But now he didn't want to disobey her, and she was obviously much colder to him when they met this time.

If she was angry with herself and ignored herself, he still had the confidence to coax her again, but she was lukewarm and polite to her

Let him give birth to a fear out of thin air, a fear that can no longer save her

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came, and the guys in this teahouse naturally did not dare to slack off, tea is the best tea, the pot is also the best pot, and the tea is of course the best tea.

Ning Xuemo glanced at the small red clay pot, she naturally recognized this pot, it was the style she used last time, and it should be a new match from the store. It seems that this prince wants to arouse her nostalgia and make her forget the unpleasantness of the past

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very attentive. It's a pity

Ji Yunhuang seems to be also a good hand at making kung fu tea, he cooks tea with his own hands, his movements flow like desire, and his every move is full of aristocratic freedom, which is pleasing to the eye.

Ji Yunhuang, the crown prince, is not low-key, so the people of the national capital are no strangers to him, especially the tea customers here, who are basically high-ranking officials and nobles, so they are naturally more familiar with him.

When Ji Yunhuang and Ning Xuemo came in, many people stood up to greet him, and Ji Yunhuang coped with it in a few words.

These people knew that the prince didn't want to be disturbed at this time, so they didn't dare to come over and get close to him, but they also divided part of their energy to keep an eye on the movement of this table.

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