The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

The door suddenly opened, and the room suddenly became much brighter. Wen Qingcheng's lips moved slightly. As long as the door was open, if she had any accidents, Yingge and the others would be able to find her in time and save her.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, and it was still very cold when the door was open and the cool breeze blew in. Fortunately, I was not sitting in a draughty place, there was a fire in the house, and there was a small stove on the table for making tea, so it was not too cold.

Mo Lianyi poured hot tea for Wen Qingcheng, looking relaxed, like a wandering crane. "Miss Wen, are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Wen Qingcheng didn't even take off her outer coat, wrapping herself tightly, leaving only a pair of snow-white slender hands covering the warm teacup.

Mo Lianyi saw that Wen Qingcheng was fully armed and on guard against him, so he smiled slightly and asked, "What kind of tea does Miss Wen like to drink?"

Wen Qingcheng didn't know much about tea, and she didn't have the habit of drinking tea. "I come from a poor family, so I can't tell the difference between good and bad tea."

Wen Qingcheng had no intention of chatting with him, and Mo Lianyi was not annoyed. He said in a deep voice: "In fact, tea tasting is not just about tasting the taste of tea. I prefer to meditate on the taste of tea. Tea tasting can calm the mind and improve thinking, and it can soothe the body and mind."

Wen Qingcheng raised her bright eyes and looked at Mo Lianyi. It was a little surprising to hear these words coming out of his mouth. He was an ambitious man, but he said that he liked to drink tea and meditate.

"Third Prince, you are a noble and wealthy person. Do you also like to meditate?"

Mo Lianyi sighed softly, "If I could choose, I would just want to be a young man from a noble family, gather a few close friends, chant poems, drink tea and meditate under the moon, among the bamboos, wouldn't that be a joy in life?"

"The most important thing is to be under the moon and with a confidant. With the moon and with a confidant, you can appreciate the moonlight and follow your heart. You are not restricted by the type of tea." Wen Qingcheng wanted to save face for herself. She couldn't say what good tea there was in the Great Qi Dynasty.

Mo Lianyi became interested, "It turns out that Miss Wen has reached the highest realm of tea tasting. Everything can be tasted. If you only focus on tea, it would be too deliberate. This is not the realm of Zen."

"Your Highness is truly a refined person."

"I am a few years older than Miss Wen. Miss Wen, please don't call me the Third Prince in private. Just call me Third Brother. I regard Miss Wen as my confidant. Miss Wen doesn't need to call herself a commoner. We can call each other "you and me". "

Wen Qingcheng thought, do we know each other well? Wen Qingcheng was unsure of Mo Lianyi's true intentions. What was his purpose in calling her out? Was it for Liu Dan's improvement method?

"I am a straightforward person. If you have any requests, please tell me directly. I think your time is also precious." Wen Qingcheng felt very reserved sitting next to him. Although Crown Prince Mo Lianche was a natural superior and shrewd, she felt relaxed sitting next to the crown prince.

Mo Lianyi smiled gently after hearing what Wen Qingcheng said. "Miss Wen, you have been so tense. You always thought I was going to ask you something. Actually, I just wanted to have some tea and chat with you. To be honest, I am very curious about you."

"I am just an ordinary person. There is nothing to be curious about. Besides, I spend my days with medicine and rarely interact with people. It is very boring. I am not as rich and idle as Your Highness. I have to work and I don't have the elegance of drinking tea."

"You don't have to work as a girl. You can just be a rich and idle person. I think you are a very spiritual girl. You shouldn't waste your spirituality in work. If you want, you can follow me."

Wen Qingcheng was a little surprised that Mo Lianyi would say that. She could understand that Mo Lianyi took advantage of Mo Jinghong's absence to come to He's to poach her? As long as he poached her to Minghua Pharmaceutical, not only would Liu Dan's defects be solved, but He's losses would also be huge.

"So Your Highness is here to poach people. What benefits will Your Highness promise me?" Wen Qingcheng asked hypocritically.

"I will treat you well for the rest of my life and give you a life of glory and prosperity." Mo Lianyi stretched out his big hand and wrapped it around Wen Qingcheng's hand holding the teacup. The moment their skin touched, Wen Qingcheng pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted. She was a little surprised that this guy was targeting her. Yes, as long as he let her marry him, she would be at his mercy.

Wen Qingcheng stood up suddenly, "Your Highness, you are joking." Then she walked towards the door. Her body froze, and she was grabbed by Mo Lianyi. Wen Qingcheng was no longer polite, and silently gathered her energy in her body, and suddenly pulled her hand out, but she couldn't pull it out. Although Mo Lianyi was thin and looked like a scholar, he was actually very strong, and he clamped her like an iron clamp.

"Don't go, I have no ill intentions. From the first moment I saw you, I felt that we were destined to be together, and there was a deep bond between us..." Mo Lianyi was not only trying to poach people and attack the He family, he really wanted to marry Wen Qingcheng. There was no woman he could not get.

"Let me go." Wen Qingcheng couldn't resist and suddenly became angry.

"Ms. Wen, you are so beautiful. You look so beautiful even when you are angry." Mo Lianyi pulled Wen Qingcheng into his arms, and Wen Qingcheng fell into Mo Lianyi's arms.

A faint orchid-like fragrance instantly invaded Mo Lianyi's lungs. His heart moved and he hugged Wen Qingcheng tightly with both hands.

"You are the prince, I don't want to fight with you, please respect yourself and let me go." Wen Qingcheng warned coldly. She didn't expect that Mo Lianyi, who usually looked like an elegant gentleman, would be so straightforward and dare to hug her the first time they had a formal conversation.

"I didn't use my status as a prince to pressure you. I really like you and fell in love with you at first sight."

"You are just attracted by her beauty, right? That's not called love."

"What does it mean to like someone?" Mo Lianyi leaned close to Wen Qingcheng's ear and whispered in a low voice, "Miss Wen, how do you want me to treat you..."

Wen Qingcheng didn't like close contact with anyone except Mo Jinghong. Now that Mo Lianyi was holding her, she felt sick. She silently gathered her energy, stretched out her hands to support Mo Lianyi's chest, and struggled violently.

The more Wen Qingcheng struggled, the more it aroused Mo Lianyi's desire to conquer her. In his life, no girl had ever rejected him.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Wen..." A dark shadow flashed outside the door and slashed towards Mo Lianyi with a palm. Mo Lianyi freed one hand to face the palm, and with a powerful internal force, he knocked Yingge away.

Wen Qingcheng took advantage of this opportunity to break free from Mo Lianyi's arms and ran to help Yingge up. At this time, Canglu was fighting fiercely with Mo Lianyi's men in the yard. Wen Qingcheng didn't expect that Mo Lianyi's kung fu was so high.

"Hurry up." Wen Qingcheng whispered to Yingge, and the two of them supported each other and went out. Seeing Yingge was injured, Canglu rushed to make a way, and the two of them carried Wen Qingcheng and flew onto the eaves.

Mo Lianyi walked out of the house and stood on the porch, saying to his men, "Stop chasing."

Mo Lianyi returned to the room and drank tea leisurely. There seemed to be a faint fragrance left by Wen Qingcheng in his arms. The soft body in his arms just now made Mo Lianyi obsessed with Wen Qingcheng. "Wait, you belong to me."

Mo Lianyi knew that Mo Jinghong liked Wen Qingcheng, and he just wanted to snatch her away from Mo Jinghong. Thinking of this, Mo Lianyi felt happy.