Chapter 3950 Scattering

"No, I just think the taste of this tea is very special, very light, and has the fragrance of bamboo leaves." The old man said, looked at the maid, and asked, "What kind of tea is this tea?"

"This is Bizhu Lingcha. It is made from fresh tea before the rain and bamboo leaves, so it has the fragrance of bamboo leaves." Feng Jiu said in a low voice, with a hint of cowardice in her voice, but she was actually lighthearted. smiling.

She just stunned the maid and dragged it to the corner, and by the way, she picked two tender bamboo leaves and put them into the tea to cover up the colorless and tasteless medicine. Unexpectedly, the old man said that the tea had a special taste.

Also, the tea that she added, and she personally brought it up to serve tea for the two of them, can it not taste good?

"Go and take me some of these tea bags." The old man shouted and motioned her to step back.

"Yes." Feng Jiu responded, bent her knees slightly, and then stepped back. When she turned around and walked out, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she thought to herself: I'm afraid, after you drink it once, you don't want to drink it a second time. .

She went to the backyard, and when she got to a place where no one was there, she threw the tea tray aside, reached out and lifted the maid's robe, revealing the red dress she was wearing inside, and looked back at the front. , a smile appeared on his face, and the next moment, he tapped his toes and rose into the sky.

About a time after she left, the chief steward hurried into the front hall with a pale face: "Two elders, I heard from the guard that the maid came to serve tea just now, did you two drink it?"

His eager voice was full of worry, and his eyes looked anxiously at the two people in the hall, as well as the finished tea cup they were holding, looking at the tea cup, and then the two old men, he only I feel a sink in my heart.

Hearing what he said, the two couldn't help but look at each other, and one of them said, "There was indeed a maid who came to serve tea just now, what's wrong?"

The big butler opened his mouth, but didn't say a word for a while.

"But there's something wrong with that maid? Say it!" Another old man drank in a calm voice, his brows furrowed.

"Just now, the guard discovered that there was a maidservant who had been stripped of his coat in a coma at the corner of the rockery..." The chief steward said, and the expressions of the two suddenly changed.

"This tea..." One of the old men looked at the old man who knew medicine and asked, but his throat seemed to be choked with something, and he only said two words, and he could not ask the next words.

The maid came in and only served them two cups of tea. If there is a problem, I'm afraid that the problem lies in this tea!

"The tea I drank just now doesn't have the smell of medicine. The only thing it has is the fragrance of the bamboo leaves." The old man who knew medicine said, but even though he said that, his face became even paler.

It was because of that that it became more and more wrong.

Almost immediately, he stretched out his hand to catch the pulse of his own. This pulse detection caused him to slump on the chair, as if all his strength had been pulled away.

"How is it?" The old man asked anxiously, and stood up abruptly, but when he stood up abruptly, he only felt a flash in front of his eyes, a moment of weakness in his hands and feet, and he fell down again.

In such a short time, the body of the old man, who had not noticed any symptoms at first, changed at this moment, wisps of smoke rose from the top of his head, and his cultivation was slowly dissipating... …