Chapter 77: Shock From Spiritual Wine (2)

"It's better for my son. Knowing that I'm on fire now, he specially brought tea for me."

Now he is really angry and needs tea to calm down his anger.

Just when Nalan Changgan reached out to take the teapot, Nalanjing quickly hid the teapot behind his back and looked at him with a frown: "Father, what are you doing?"

Nalan's long dry smile froze suddenly, his hand was still out in the air, he couldn't close it, he couldn't take it, it was very embarrassing.

"Cough cough," he coughed twice, "Jing'er, your grandfather only drinks tribute tea, but there is no more tribute tea at home. He certainly doesn't want to pay attention to this kind of tea, so you should give me a little fire."

This brat actually made him so ugly in public. Didn't he know that the old man only drinks tribute tea? If it wasn't for the old man, could it be...or for Dai'er or Feng Ruqing?

Nalanjing looked at Nalan Changgan in surprise, "This is not tea."

"It's not tea? What is that?" Nalan Chang was stunned. It was packed in a teapot. If it wasn't tea, what could it be?

"Centennial ginseng water."

Centennial ginseng water?

Centennial Ginseng Water! ! !

Nalan Changgan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on the teapot in Nalanjing's hand.

At that moment, the entire yard was silent.

Everyone could hear Nalan Changgan's heavy breathing.

"Is the century-old ginseng you're talking about the one I cheated from the second prince of Yeluo Kingdom?"

On this continent where elixir is scarce, century-old ginseng is also extremely precious.

Although she is just an ordinary medicinal material and cannot be used as a panacea, but... the medicinal material that takes a hundred years to grow is also very difficult.

Nalanjing nodded lightly: "It's that century-old ginseng."

boom!

Nalan Changqian's anger suddenly came to his head, he picked up Nalanjing's skirt, and threw his fist at him fiercely.

Feng Ruqing was stunned for an instant, and she was still pondering whether she should save Na Lanjing or not?

While Feng Ruqing was still in deep thought, a crutch landed forcefully on Nalan Changgan's head.

Nalan Changgan's fist suddenly paused, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Nalan took a few steps back to avoid his fist.

"Nalan Changgan, you dare to touch a single hair, today, I will not recognize you as a traitor!"

Grandpa Nalan's angry voice made Nalan Changgan stiff. He clutched the back of his head, turned his head aggrieved, and cried with red eyes: "This brat soaked my ginseng in water. Such a precious ginseng, He was soaked in water, shouldn't I hit him?"

Old man Nalan flushed with anger, he scolded angrily: "This is my decision, it has nothing to do with Jing'er!"

Nalan didn't dare to speak anymore.

He really missed when the old man was still there. Every time his father beat him up, the old man would beat him so hard that he didn't dare to do it again.

"This..." Feng Ruqing stood up weakly, "Uncle, don't blame your cousin, I made him do this."

Even though she told them this method for the sake of her grandfather, she was the one who said it after all, and she couldn't let her cousin take the blame for her, otherwise her conscience would be troubled.

"Princess!" Nalan Chang was trembling dryly, he gritted his teeth fiercely, "I, Nalan Chang, do you have any grudges against you? Why do you always hurt me like this?"

He knew it, he knew it would be no good for this girl to appear in Nalan's house.