The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 217 The fragrance of tea

The next morning, Feng Xinying opened her eyes slightly and felt a wave of laziness coming over her. It seemed that she had not slept enough, so she gently closed her eyes and continued to enjoy the warm morning light.

Meanwhile, Feng Jingsu, Wen Yuan, Gu Yichen, and Ji Junche finished their breakfast and, seeing that Lu Ling'er and Feng Xinying had not yet appeared, decided to go to Xiaheju to check on them. The four of them arrived at the entrance of Xiaheju, where Zhishu greeted them and led them into the courtyard.

Sunlight filtered through the banyan tree in the courtyard, casting dappled shadows. Lu Linger sat in her favorite sandalwood chair. On the sandalwood table before her, curls of white smoke rose from the hot water, as if beckoning her to make tea. At that moment, a gentle smile graced her face, making her appear exceptionally serene.

Seeing that she was fine, Gu Yichen felt relieved. He walked briskly to Lu Linger's side and sat down, gently taking the tea set from her hand. "Be good, wait for me, don't move."

Lu Linger turned to look at Gu Yichen and said with a smile, "Good morning, everyone! Please sit down. I'm about to make some tea. What kind of tea would you like? How was your hot spring bath last night?"

Wen Yuan, Feng Jingsu and Ji Junche took their seats one after another. Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Good morning, Ling'er. Does your Taoyuan Villa roast tea?" Feng Jingsu seemed to see tea trees on the way up the mountain, and guessed that Taoyuan Villa must produce its own tea.

"Excellent, Third Young Master Feng," Lu Linger said with a playful smile. "We do have three kinds of tea here. You can try them." With that, she began preparing a stunning visual feast for everyone. She took out an exquisite purple clay teapot, teacups, a tea tray, a teaspoon, and a tea strainer, her movements elegant and graceful.

Lu Ling'er rinsed the teacup and teapot with boiling water, which not only kept the teaware clean but also enhanced the tea's aroma. She then added an appropriate amount of tea leaves to the pot. After the initial pour of boiling water, she quickly poured it out, a process called "washing the tea" to remove any dust from the tea leaves' surface.

She poured in boiling water again, covered the pot, and waited patiently for the tea leaves to steep and release their fragrance. Everyone admired Lu Ling'er's concentration and elegance, as if time had stopped at that moment.

Soon, Lu Ling'er had brewed three kinds of tea. Each person had three cups of tea of different colors in front of them, and the aroma of tea filled the air. She gently raised her hand and smiled, "Everyone, please. Here are the Phoenix Dancong, Dahongpao, and Baiye Dancong teas."

Feng Jingsu looked at the tea in front of him, his eyes flashing with anticipation, and he couldn't help but say, "What a beautiful color, Ling'er, the aroma of this tea reminds me of the tea garden in our Taoyuan Villa."

"The tea garden isn't just my achievement." Lu Linger smiled slightly, a hint of pride in her eyes, "It's the hard work of our entire family."

Feng Jingsu looked at the three cups of tea in front of him and excitedly picked up the one on the far left, his heart full of anticipation. "Then we must savor it thoroughly."

When the four of them tasted the tea, Feng Jingsu's eyes flashed with surprise, "This tea is truly even more delicious than the tribute bestowed by the Emperor." Wen Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, this tea is truly one of a kind. No wonder Ling'er is so confident."

After enjoying three different cups of tea, everyone began discussing their favorites. Feng Jingsu suddenly looked around and asked, "Oh, by the way, Ling'er, why haven't I seen Xinying yet?" He was filled with doubts, wondering where his twin sister, Feng Xinying, had gone. He remembered how she had vowed last night to find Lu Ling'er's birthmark. Did they actually see the birthmark in the hot springs last night? Was she really the stolen sixth sister of the Prince of Zhennan?

"Oh, Sister Xinying is still resting. She went to bed late last night." Lu Linger said a little unnaturally, with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

Feng Jingsu frowned slightly, feeling that Lu Ling'er didn't seem to be telling the truth. At this moment, Yin Ping and Yin Shuang just walked over to the tea table. Feng Jingsu asked seriously, "Tell me, what happened to your young lady?"

Yin Shuang and Yin Ping knelt down hurriedly. Yin Ping said, "The young lady got drunk last night and made a fuss all night. She didn't go to bed until dawn, so she hasn't gotten up yet."

Feng Jingsu sighed, feeling helpless about his sister's immaturity. "Get up, go take care of your young lady. Ling'er, I'm sorry. I apologize on Xinying's behalf. I must have let you down last night."

"You're too polite, Third Young Master Feng. Sister Xinying just needs a rest. She'll be fine once she's properly adjusted." Lu Linger smiled gently, trying to lighten the mood. "Why don't you go explore the mountains with Master Wen, your husband, and your uncle? Stay one more night and return to Nanyang Prefecture early tomorrow morning. Let Sister rest for a day while you can?"

Feng Jingsu nodded. Although he was still somewhat dissatisfied with his sister's behavior, he knew that this was the only way to deal with it. "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, Yichen, and Junche then."

Wen Yuan was speechless and could only agree silently.