Chapter 349 Lost a Flower

Two guards stood outside the door of the second room on the third floor, and Qiu Yuhan's chuckles came from inside.

Hearing this familiar voice, Feifei jumped out of Luo'er's arms.

It rushed to the door, but was pulled by the rope and couldn't go far, and screamed "Ouch".

Before coming, Dingxiang explained to the little thing specially, made Qiu Yuhan happy, and bought him a big bowl of beef.

Qiu Yuhan suddenly saw Feifei and was stunned for a moment, then staggered over to her.

"Dudu..."

"Gugu..."

One person and one eagle howled.

Ding Xiang came to the door and said with a smile, "Ah, Mr. Qiu, Han'er, what a coincidence."

Qiu Wangzhi was also stunned, "What a coincidence."

"elder sister."

Qiu Yuhan greeted Ding Xiang very perfunctorily and started playing with Feifei again.

"Just turn around..."

Feifei performed a front roll and a back roll vigorously.

Ding Xiangliu Luoer looked at Feifei and walked forward. The room next door happened to be vacant, so I went in with Aunt Wei.

The waiter came over, bowed and smiled, "Girl, could you please give me some tea or some tea?"

Ding Xiang said, "For tea, I want Xiaolongfeng, Erqingqing, and green under the willows. I also want a plate of melon seeds, a plate of rose cakes, and a plate of osmanthus sugar."

The most expensive little dragon and phoenix cost twenty gold for a piece of tea paste and fifteen silver for a cup of tea soup, which is a sky-high price.

The waiter was stunned. Such a young child actually ordered three kinds of tea, one of which was the most expensive.

Then he asked, "Excuse me, girl, do you want to share the tea yourself or do you want to serve me?"

Many literati like to divide the tea themselves. It takes at least half an hour from rolling the tea to finally taking shape.

What they enjoy is the process and fun.

Ding Xiang was not in the mood today and didn't know much about ordering tea in this era, so she asked the waiter to order it. That is to say, the teahouse prepares the tea in the first half, and the waiter orders tea in front of the guests in the second half.

While waiting, Ding Xiang walked to the window, and in the distance was the Dongyang Princess Mansion.

Under the sun, the lake is gleaming, the flowers are red and the willows are green, the pavilions and pavilions are surrounded by small figures, and there is endless splendor and wealth.

Ding Xiang was very angry.

When a child is stolen, the parents don't know and do nothing, and in the end they have to find the child home...

Not long after, three waiters came in carrying trays.

Put down the snacks, put the three blue and white porcelain bowls into the copper basin, and scald them with hot water in the copper kettle. This is the scalding cup.

Place the tea bowl on the table, use a small spoon to scoop two spoonfuls of crushed tea powder into it, pour a little boiling water into it, and quickly beat the tea soup with a tea spoon.

After the foam is created, add a little more water and continue beating. A total of seven water additions are required.

After a uniform and fine tea soup suspension foam is formed in the tea bowl, pour water on top and stir with a tea spoon to form a soup flower.

One cup is two ducks playing in the water, one cup is the bright moon on the river, and one cup is flowers.

It takes more time and effort than the coffee latte art and matcha latte art in the previous life, but it is much more exquisite and complicated.

Even before I drink it, I feel the strong aroma.

This pattern can last for more than half a quarter of an hour at most, and then it will dissipate with the bubbles.

This kind of divided tea is also called "Shui Danqing" or "Tea Baixi".

It was just too troublesome, and the tea lost its original fragrance due to excessive tea making. Later, it was slowly replaced by "loose brewing". However, some literati still like this kind of pastime, and ordering tea will remain.

Clove took a sip from each bowl and felt that the aroma was too strong and that the tea itself had been lost.

It’s not as fragrant as loose bubbles, and it’s not even as simple and refreshing as matcha latte art.

She can't appreciate it, or she doesn't understand it.

In her mind, the Dongyang Princess Mansion is like this little dragon and phoenix, made of silver, over-processed, overly fragrant, and just feels fancy.

At this time, Qiu Wangzhi came to her house and said hesitantly, "I have some personal matters and I would like to ask Miss Ding for a favor."

Then look at Aunt Wei in the room.

Ding Xiang secretly thought that it was Jinwu Wei who was doing it after all, and he could pretend better than her.

Aunt Wei didn't want to leave the girl alone in the room and looked at Lilac.

Ding Xiang said, "Mommy is guarding outside the house and not letting anyone get close."

Aunt Wei had no choice but to go out and close the door ajar.

Ding Xiang said nothing and walked to the window.

Qiu Wangzhi thought she was afraid that people outside the door would hear her, so he followed her.

"If there's something wrong, Miss Ding, it's okay to say it." Qing Qing

Ding Xiang's answer was different from what she asked, "That's the Dongyang Princess's mansion, with bells, drums, delicacies, flowers, and boundless wealth."

He spoke slowly and in a cold voice.

Qiu Wangzhi glanced out the window, lowered his eyelids and looked at Xiao Jingdou.

Beautiful blue Tibao Xianghua half-breasted half-breasted, moon-white middle coat and long skirt of the same color, almond eyes, oval face, full lips, skin as white as snow, and facial features as young as unopened flower buds...

His eyes were as calm as a deep pool.

In his early ten years, he was a little too old.

Qiu Wangzhi looked out the window again and said, "Princess Dongyang is the only legitimate princess of the Holy Emperor. She has always been favored by the Holy Emperor. Of course she is rich and powerful."

Ding Xiang turned to Qiu Wangzhi, knelt down to him solemnly and said, "Ever since I went to Dongyang Princess Mansion to see the Peony King, something incredible happened. I always have the same nightmare, every time. Wake up with a fright.”

The calmness in his eyes was replaced by a look of panic and fear.

In order to tell that thing, there must be an introduction. She didn't want to say it was a dream, but she couldn't find any other excuse.

Qiu Wangzhi looked surprised, "I had nightmares after seeing the Peony Flower King in Princess Dongyang's Mansion, and I often have...what kind of nightmares?"

Ding Xiang said softly, "First I dreamed of a big peony flower, which was exactly the same as the King of Flowers in Princess Dongyang's Mansion. The flowers were huge and gorgeous, surrounded by white mist, as beautiful as the fairyland. I wore the clothes I wore that day and counted them around the King of Flowers. Flowers, a hundred flowers in total..."

Ding Xiang looked even more frightened, holding her chest with both hands, "At this moment, a gentle female voice appeared, 'You missed one, I opened a total of one hundred and one.' I asked, 'Are you the King of Flowers?' She Say, 'Yes.'

"I counted it again, and it was still a hundred. The voice sounded again, 'That's right, it's one hundred and one, but one is missing.' The voice stopped, and a pair of eyes suddenly appeared, here on the left eyebrow. I have a big black mole.

"I was frightened and asked her, 'Who are you?'. The gentle voice sounded again, 'She is a flower thief. She stole my flowers.' I woke up with a fright."

When saying "left eyebrow", Ding Xiang also pointed to her left eyebrow.

The ancients were superstitious, and she made her dreams very fantasy.

Qiu Wang was in disbelief. He stared at her and said, "You dreamed about Kao talking, and also dreamed about the flower thief's eyes? Are you kidding me?"

Those eyes were too sharp, which made Ding Xiang feel guilty.

She turned her eyes away, "If someone said something like this to me, I would think he was joking. But it's true, I won't lie to you. During that time, I would do the same thing almost every day or two. I was so scared that I had a dream. I was also afraid that my family would be worried, so I didn’t dare to tell them.”

Qiu Wangzhi didn't understand even more. She was so scared of nightmares that she should tell her family. Why tell herself? (End of chapter)