spring and autumn officials

Tea, I just want to find someone to taste it, so don't refuse, Mr. Song. "

Young Master Feng couldn't refuse any more when he heard him say this. He lowered his head slightly, looked at Chengpan in Qi Lu's hand, squinted his eyes, and then squinted his eyes again. He didn't know what he was hesitating for. I didn't reach out for a while.

Qi Lu held Chengpan in both hands, so he had no hand to pass the osmanthus tea to Young Master Feng, so he said with a half-smile: "Young Master Song, what's the matter? Isn't the sweet-scented osmanthus tea on your left?"

When Qi Lu said this, Young Master Feng immediately said: "Yes, it's all right."

As he said, following Qi Lu's words, he picked up a small bean on the far left, put it to his lips and took a sip, and then his eyes narrowed, and his eyes flashed in surprise.

Because Young Master Feng followed Qi Lv's words, what he picked up on his left hand was not sweet-scented osmanthus tea at all, but sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

One is tea, the other is wine, can they taste the same?Although Young Master Feng had never drunk osmanthus tea before, he had drunk other bitter herbal teas brewed by Qi Lu, so he knew the taste of the tea.

Young Master Feng took a sip, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he froze.

Qi Lu had long felt that something was wrong with Young Master Feng. Ever since he fell off the horse, his whole body was very strange. Just now he saw Young Master Feng shoot an arrow and miss the target. Now he can't even tell the difference between tea and wine. Qi Lu is just cheating. Young Master Feng, who would have thought that Young Master Feng actually followed Qi Lv's words and actually picked up the rice balls on the left to drink.

Qi Lu's smile gradually faded away, and he put on a serious expression. He lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Mr. Song, your eyes..."