nycdaug Chapter 184 Answer
Chapter 184 Answer
His eyes revealed a gentleness and tranquility that made people feel at ease.
Chen Ji gently lifted the teapot, filled the two cups with tea, then looked up and gestured for Su Fuying to sit down.
Su Fuying then noticed the two cups on the table. She raised an eyebrow and, without any further ceremony, lifted her robe and sat down opposite him.
“You knew I was coming.”
This is not a question, it is a statement.
Chen Ji maintained his usual aloof expression, calmly looking at the person before him, his voice deep and magnetic: "What would you like to ask, benefactor?"
Su Fuying took a deep breath, "Is the celestial phenomenon mentioned by the Imperial Observatory true? When exactly did it happen? And..."
She was eager to pour out all her doubts, but Chen Ji interrupted her. He gently pushed the teacup in front of Su Fuying and said softly, "Princess, you must be tired from your journey. Have some tea to warm yourself up."
Su Fuying was somewhat taken aback by Chen Ji's actions. She wanted to continue asking questions, but when her gaze met the monk's deep, obsidian-like eyes, she suddenly shut her mouth.
She quietly picked up the teacup on the table, held it to her nose and sniffed it for a moment. The doubt in her eyes deepened. She stared intently at the man opposite her, trying to find some clues from his expression.
A faint smile seemed to linger on Chen Ji's lips. He elegantly picked up the teacup, gently blew on it, and then drank it in one gulp. He then smiled and said to Su Fuying, "What would this humble monk do with the princess's life?"
Su Fuying's gaze was like two sharp swords, fixed on Chen Ji, as if trying to pierce his heart. After a long while, she gripped the teacup tightly in her hand, suddenly tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
A surge of scalding heat flowed down my throat and into my body, bringing a warm sensation. The subtle aroma of tea lingered in my mouth, leaving a lingering and delightful aftertaste.
"Good tea."
Although Su Fuying knew nothing about tea ceremony, she was still able to appreciate the exceptional quality of this cup of tea.
"Has the princess found someone you'd be willing to stay with?"
Chen Ji raised his eyelids, his eyes clear and calm.
"Could the person the master is referring to be Pei Xingci?"
Su Fuying turned her head, carefully observing Chen Ji's expression, and then asked, "Or is it that high and mighty Regent?"
However, Chen Ji's face remained expressionless. He simply set down his teacup and replied calmly, "The princess already has the answer in her heart, so why bother asking this humble monk?"
"boom!"
Su Fuying forcefully placed the teacup back on the table, making a crisp sound.
Her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "If I knew, would I be asking you? Stop playing games and tell me right now!"
The monk was not affected by her attitude. He picked up the teapot again and filled the two cups. "The beginning and end of things are all preordained."
"Destiny? I've never believed in destiny." The woman's voice turned colder, like a gust of wind that sent a chill down one's spine. Her gaze fell on the teacup, but her expression remained unreadable, as if her face were veiled by a thin layer of gauze.
"Coincidentally, this humble monk also doesn't believe it, so I'm waiting here for a variable."
The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and his gaze fell on Su Fuying as if trying to penetrate her soul.
He reached out and gently pushed the teacup closer, as if inviting her to taste the mysterious beverage inside.
"Have we arrived?" Su Fuying seemed to have guessed something, but she wasn't sure.
Her heart started racing involuntarily, and a strange sense of tension welled up inside her.
Chen Ji's usually calm eyes suddenly became burning hot, like a blazing flame.
He looked at her meaningfully, a subtle smile playing on his lips: "Of course."
"it's me?"
The woman picked up her teacup, staring intently at the pale yellow liquid inside, lost in thought.
Her fingers gently stroked the rim of the glass, lost in thought.
Chen Ji remained calm and serene, like a quiet Buddha statue.
However, he did not answer her question, but instead said to himself, "If the princess has made up her mind, this humble monk will wait for you here on the first day of the Lunar New Year."
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What a waste of her precious time! Su Fuying put down her teacup in dissatisfaction, picked up the items on the table, and turned to leave without hesitation.
"Tea loses its original flavor when it gets cold."
A man's clear, pleasant voice came from behind. Su Fuying secretly placed her hand on her wrist. After a moment, her brows relaxed slightly, and she turned around to drink the remaining tea in her cup in one gulp.
"It's getting darker outside, the dew is heavy, and the air is bitterly cold. Would the princess like another cup of hot tea?"
Chen Ji refilled the cup, picked up the teacup, stood up, walked to the woman, and handed her the teacup.
Su Fuying looked at him in confusion, wondering what was wrong with this person.
"I don't really like drinking tea, Master Chenji, please enjoy it yourself."
Su Fuying politely declined. If it weren't for the fact that his face was so pure and aloof that she couldn't bring herself to curse him, she would have had to endure it again and again.
There was clearly something wrong with the tea; the aroma it emitted was unusually strong, but she couldn't identify what it was.
This made her feel very confused and uneasy. Just to be on the safe side, she probably shouldn't drink this cup of tea.
This person kept making her drink this strange tea, and she didn't know what his intentions were.
However, she had just checked her pulse and found nothing wrong, so she drank the second cup with peace of mind. But now that the cup was being offered to her again, her suspicions deepened.
"The answer the princess seeks may lie within the cup."
As Chen Ji spoke, he moved the cup forward, his expression deepening.