After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Cui Rongrong seemed to be uninterested in this and shook her head slightly: "I am not good at making tea, so it is better for me not to participate."

"The fun of making tea lies in the process. Without Sister Cui's participation, the fun would be greatly reduced."

Zhao Xian'er was relentless, and her tone was full of persistence that could not be refused: "Sister Cui, feel free to try. Even if the skills are not proficient enough, I will definitely appreciate every thought in it."

Ignoring Cui Rongrong's refusal, Zhao Xianer signaled the maid to lay out the exquisite tea sets one by one and present them in front of everyone.

Several noble ladies whispered to each other, giggled and looked at Cui Rongrong with a mixture of sarcasm and curiosity, as if to say: "As a descendant of a famous family, you can't even do such an elegant thing as making tea!"

"Perhaps it's because I was born in the frontier, so I'm not familiar with the elegant customs of the Central Plains."

Someone said it lightly, revealing a hint of superiority in his words.

Faced with these open and implicit sarcasm, Cui Rong frowned slightly, but then regained her composure.

Her sister Cui Yunhe leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Big sister, you don't have to do it yourself. I can do it for you."

"It's okay, I can handle it myself."

There was a faint smile on Cui Rong's lips, but her eyes were firm.

Although she doesn't usually boast about it, it doesn't mean that she knows nothing about the art of making tea.

I saw her rolling up her sleeves and operating smoothly and skillfully in a short while.

A bowl of tea with delicate foam and fragrant aroma was presented in front of everyone. The exquisite craftsmanship made everyone present look at it with awe.

The noble girls who had been sneering before now had subtle changes in their expressions.

Looking at the tea that I have not tried yet, I feel a little uneasy and worried.

Cui Rongrong caught their uneasy look and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, no matter how good the tea is, Sister Zhao will appreciate it with a tolerant heart, right?"

Zhao Xianer noticed that Cui Rongrong cleverly directed the focus of the topic to herself, and the smile on her face suddenly became a little stiff. If it were not for the cultivation and self-control gained from years of practice, she would have lost her composure at this moment and would not have been able to talk to Cui Rongrong so calmly.

"Sister Cui's technique is really quick, and my tea is just finished. How about we exchange tastings and discuss it together?"

After saying that, she handed the tea bowl she had carefully prepared to Cui Rong.

The latter was slightly stunned, then slowly stretched out his hand and took the tea bowl steadily.

Zhao Xianer gently lifted up the exquisite tea bowl. The glaze was as smooth as jade and it glowed softly under the candlelight.

She smiled, put the bowl to her nose, took a deep breath, and praised: "Sister Cui, your tea art is really exquisite. The fragrance of tea leaves and the sweetness of water blend just right. I must taste it carefully."

Before she finished speaking, she opened her red lips slightly, took a sip of tea, and was about to express her praise when a trace of deep red liquid suddenly seeped out from the corners of her lips and slowly dripped into the bowl, shattering the tranquility in the room.

The maidservant standing by saw this scene and couldn't help but screamed: "Miss! What happened to you? Someone come quickly, the girl is vomiting blood! Call a doctor quickly!"

The cries for help echoed in the warm room, and the atmosphere instantly became tense and chaotic.

Cui Rong frowned and wanted to get up to take a look, but she saw that Zhao Xianer's eyes were full of disbelief.

Her voice was weak and trembling, as if she had used up all her strength to utter these words: "Sister Cui... why... do this to me..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Xianer's body collapsed weakly and she fell into a coma.

When the women around heard this, they immediately became furious and pointed fingers at Cui Rong, blaming her non-stop.

"How could you bear to attack Sister Xian'er! You are so cruel!" "Sister Xian'er has always been tolerant and courteous to you. She has never offended you, yet you are taking revenge like this!"

Facing the accusations from everyone, Cui Yunhe hurriedly defended Cui Rong: "This matter has nothing to do with my elder sister, please don't jump to conclusions!"

However, a woman responded coldly: "Miss Zhao vomited blood immediately after drinking the tea made by Miss Cui. The facts are before your eyes. Do you still want to quibble?"

Someone else shouted loudly: "Keep an eye on the two girls from the Cui family, don't let them escape in the chaos!"

Cui Yunhe responded to such unreasonable remarks without showing any weakness: "Before the truth is known, do not make rash judgments. Justice is in the hearts of the people!"

Despite her resistance, the servants of the Zhao Mansion remained unmoved and kept pressing forward, trying to capture the two.

Cui Yunhe showed fear on his face and his body was shaking slightly, but at this critical moment, Cui Rongrong protected him behind him with her thin body.

Cui Rongrong's eyes were stern as she looked around. Her voice was cold but majestic: "Whoever dares to act rashly, why not give it a try?" Her aura was overwhelming. Everyone was frightened by her sharp gaze and did not dare to move forward. They just stood there in a stalemate.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhao hurried over with a stern-looking doctor.

Seeing the blood at the corner of Zhao Xianer's mouth and her unconscious appearance, Mrs. Zhao's eyes became moist.

Tears almost burst out of her eyes: "Xian'er, my child, what happened to you? Doctor, please take a look at Xian'er!"

The doctor quickly put down the heavy medicine box, and took Zhao Xianer's pulse with a skilled hand. After a careful examination, he said thoughtfully: "There seems to be a slight toxin remaining in the girl's body. Fortunately, it was discovered in time. It can be eliminated with a few times of vomiting."

Mrs. Zhao felt slightly relieved upon hearing this, and immediately ordered the servants to prepare the necessary things.

Soon, the doctor prepared a bitter antidote and asked Zhao Xianer to take it.

Soon, she vomited violently, expelling all the poison in her stomach, and then gradually woke up.

Mrs. Zhao hugged Zhao Xian'er lovingly and asked softly, "Xian'er, how do you feel now?"

Zhao Xian'er shook her head with tears in her eyes. As she dodged, she accidentally met Cui Rongrong's eyes. She was so scared that she shrank into Mrs. Zhao's arms: "Sister Cui, why did you want to hurt me... If it's because of what happened between me and Brother Yanyi, I can apologize to Sister Cui..."

She burst into tears and continued to cry, "Why does Sister Cui hate me so much that she even wants to take my life..."

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were filled with grief and coldness. She stared at Cui Rongrong and asked, "Miss Cui, don't you intend to give a reasonable explanation for this matter?"

Cui Yunhe was extremely anxious and kept explaining: "This matter really has nothing to do with my eldest sister."

Several girls fanned the flames, saying, "You say it's irrelevant, then show us the evidence to prove your elder sister's innocence!"

Some even said fiercely, "If it weren't for Xian'er's good luck, she might have already become a dead soul at the hands of Miss Cui!"

Cui Yunhe wanted to defend Cui Rongrong, but was suppressed by the angry voices around him.

She looked at Cui Rong anxiously, but she heard her say calmly: "It's not that difficult to prove your innocence."