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If you think about it carefully, Miaoyu's behavior has already shown that she has not really abandoned the world. Only when she cares about it in her heart will she display the demeanor of a person who is out of touch with the world with a lofty attitude, which is undoubtedly inferior.

But Shui Rong didn't care about that, he nodded and said, "Master Miaoyu."

Miaoyu's eyes moved slightly when she heard this. According to her character, this should not have happened. However, for some reason, ever since she first met the boy, ripples had arisen in her heart. Now she did this on purpose, to reveal the true nature of the boy in front of her and cut off the ripples in her heart. Now it seemed that he was indeed different from ordinary people.

With a sigh in her heart, Miaoyu stood up, clasped her hands together and said, "This poor nun greets His Majesty."

Shui Rong nodded slightly, and said with a hint of meaning: "Master Miaoyu is a person from the secular world, there is no need to be polite."

Shui Rong knew that this world was not secluded from the world, and he would not say to Miaoyu's face that she was a fake Taoist nun who was neither clean nor pure!

Miaoyu frowned slightly when she heard this, and looked quietly at the young man in front of her with her clear and bright eyes. Although his words were simple and ordinary, Miaoyu noticed that there was some inexplicable emotion in his words, as if he was sarcastic, which made her feel a little unhappy.

Shui Rong didn't know what Miaoyu was thinking. He groaned for a moment and asked with a smile, "Does Master Miaoyu have any good tea?"

I remember that Miaoyu was an expert in tea-making. Since you are here, you might as well try the tea she brewed.

Miaoyu's heart was moved when she heard the words, and she looked at the young man in front of her with her clear and bright eyes. She had been in the palace for a short time, but it seemed as if the young man knew that she was good at making tea. Otherwise, why would a prince come to the nunnery to look for good tea?

Where does this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

After a pause, Miaoyu said in a clear voice: "Please sit for a moment, Your Majesty. I will go and prepare something."

Shui Rong nodded slightly when he heard this, and sat on the futon with Yuanchun. He watched Miaoyu go to the inner room to get the tea set, then looked at Yuanchun and asked with a smile, "What is the purpose of Yuanchun coming to Longcui Temple to look for Master Miaoyu today?"

When Yuanchun heard this, Fengze's face flushed slightly. She came to the nunnery mainly to pray for a child, but how could she tell her husband this? So Yuanchun avoided the question and said, "Master Miaoyu is very knowledgeable in Buddhism. I came here to discuss Buddhist principles with you."

Shui Rong frowned slightly. Just as he thought, his wife came here to study Buddhism. Buddhism emphasizes converting those who are predestined to be converted. Yuanchun is the Princess of Beijing. When she married into the palace, she received a generous dowry from the Duke's Mansion and a betrothal gift from the palace. She was extremely rich. Isn't she exactly the predestined person that Buddhism emphasizes?

Yuanchun's starry eyes saw Shui Rong's strange expression, and her heart paused for a moment. She whispered, "Does Your Majesty think there is something wrong?"

She came to the nunnery just to talk to Miaoyu, but she saw that the prince didn't seem very happy. Why?

Hearing this, Shui Rong reached out and held the beautiful woman's hand, only to find it soft and delicate. He smiled and said, "It's just a discussion of Buddhist principles. What's wrong with that? We are a couple who will support each other for the rest of our lives. I just care about you."

When Yuanchun heard this, her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. Feeling the warmth in his palm, she pulled her hand away. She glanced at the young man with her beautiful eyes and whispered, "My lord, this is a nunnery. You must not mess around."

Shui Rong was speechless when he heard this. He just pulled the little hand and did not take up a gun to fight. He did not defile the temple, so how could he be called a troublemaker?

But then again, it would have been normal for Yuanchun not to say this. But after she said it, Shui Rong felt confused and suspected that Yuanchun had done it on purpose.

After a while, Miaoyu led the maid out of the inner room carrying tea sets. She looked at the faint blush on the princess's jade-like face and couldn't help feeling puzzled. However, she didn't know the reason, so she didn't say much. She sat on a cushion and started to tidy up.

Shui Rong looked at the teacups on the table. Some were elegant, some were simple, and the beauty was rare, especially the jade teacup, which seemed to be...

After a pause, Shui Rong asked, "The teacup used by Master Miaoyu is quite extraordinary. May I take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Yuanchun looked towards the teacup with her starry eyes and replied, "It looks like something extraordinary. It is rare."

Miaoyu lowered her delicate head, picked up the tea set with her bare hands, and said in a calm tone: "It's just a common tea-pouring vessel. Your Majesty, Princess, please use it as you like."

Shui Rong was speechless after hearing this. The so-called invisible utensil is the most deadly. Isn't Miaoyu's action just like that? If it is really an ordinary tea-pouring vessel, why should he collect it?

However, this woman's personality was just like that, so Shui Rong didn't bother to care about it. He looked at a single-handled jade teacup, reached out to pick it up and look at it.

Although Miaoyu was concentrating on making tea, her attention was focused on Shuirong's actions. She saw him pointing at the relatively ordinary-looking bowl-shaped jade cup, and her bare hands, which were fanning the tea stove with a cattail leaf fan, paused. Her heart trembled slightly, and everything that was happening seemed destined.

At this time, Shui Rong had already confirmed that the teacup in front of him was the green jade bowl recorded in the original book. Given Miaoyu's noble character, she was able to take out her most precious teacup, which showed that she did not underestimate others.

Not long after, Miaoyu made the tea, poured a cup and handed it to Yuanchun. She looked at Shuirong with her clear eyes, her eyes flickering slightly, and poured a bowl and handed it to Shuirong.

Shui Rong looked at the green jade bowl that was handed to him, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. If he remembered correctly, this green jade bowl was the cup that Miaoyu often used. With her severe mysophobia, how could she let outsiders use it?

In the original novel, Miaoyu had feelings for Baoyu, so she didn't hide it. However, Shuirong and Miaoyu had no intersection, and they had only met twice, including this time. How could this be the case?

Could it be that...even the Holy Nun can't resist the magic of the young killer?

Chapter 202 Shui Rong: Let’s see how long you can pretend

"The nunnery is quiet and peaceful, with simple meals and simple food. I have been chanting Buddha's name since I was young, and I am content with it. If Your Majesty feels that it is not worthy of your heart, please leave."

Miaoyu tried to entertain him well, even using her usual green jade bowl. However, Shui Rong stopped and looked at him with a slightly strange look, which made Miaoyu feel that the young man looked down on her and she gradually became unhappy.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Although Miaoyu was respectful to him in her words and actions, she was dissatisfied. There was a hidden ulterior motive in her words, which were quite aggressive. "You think you are a princess? You are so pretentious."

However, Shui Rong saw Miaoyu's cold and arrogant face, her bright eyes, and her aloof and proud look. If someone didn't know her, they would probably think that she was aloof and proud. However, Shui Rong understood everything from the way Miaoyu took the green jade bowl to pour tea for him. He realized that the Taoist nun in front of him was just a strong-looking woman with a weak heart, and she was just trying to cover up her inner weakness.

Although he didn't know why Miaoyu liked him, it was enough for Shui Rong to know this.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong reached out to take the green jade bowl and said, "I just thought the teacup was quite exquisite, so I was a little distracted. Master, you are obsessed."

When Miaoyu heard this, her curved eyelashes trembled slightly. The young man's words seemed to be suggestive, as if he saw through her. Miaoyu couldn't help but look at his clear and bright eyes with a bit of panic in them. She was also suspicious in her heart. Why did the young man say that she was possessed?

She never imagined that the young man in front of her had a God's perspective. From the moment she handed over the green jade bowl, she was already naked in front of the young man. When the two of them were together, Miaoyu would be at a disadvantage and at the mercy of Shui Rong.

Shui Rong was unaware of Miao Yu's doubts. He took the green jade bowl and took a sip. An unknown and mellow taste lingered on his lips, prompting Shui Rong to ask, "Master, what kind of tea is this?"

The tea is good, really good, maybe you can change the taste.

When Miaoyu saw Shuirong drinking from her green jade bowl without any disgust, her silent heart was slightly moved. But when she heard that Shuirong couldn't taste what kind of tea it was, her willow-shaped brows slightly frowned.

Yuanchun saw that the water was not clear, so she explained, "This tea is emerald green in color, and smells refreshing and fragrant. It should be Lu'an tea. The prince usually drinks maple dew tea and Pu'er tea, so he doesn't know. But this has a faint floral fragrance. The water used to boil the tea is probably the dew from the flower stamens."

As the second daughter of the Rongguo Mansion who was sent to the palace, Yuanchun received an excellent education since childhood, including in the tea ceremony. Moreover, when she was working in the palace, Yuanchun also knew that the nobles in the palace liked to use the dew of flower stamens to make tea, so she was quite familiar with it.

Shui Rong understood after hearing what he said. Tea has a profound culture. If you want to taste good tea, the first thing you need is tea leaves. There are countless types of tea, each with its own merits, so there is no need to explain in detail.

The second is the water used to make tea. "Utensil is the father of tea and water is the mother of tea." Therefore, the water used to make tea is very important.

Generally speaking, water for making tea is divided into four grades: first grade is "heavenly water", second grade is spring water, third grade is river water, and fourth grade is water from rivers and lakes.

The so-called "sky water" includes dew, snow water, rain water, and even "rootless water" such as frost and hail. "Spring water", "river water" and "water from rivers and lakes" are all as the names suggest.

Of course, this only represents the view of the current era. After all, the current environment is beautiful and quiet, and there is not much environmental pollution. Therefore, the water quality is clean and there is no need to worry about it containing impurities that are harmful to the human body.

If it were in the modern world, and you were not afraid of harming your body, you could create it yourself.

After explaining to Shui Rong, Yuanchun looked at Miaoyu with her starry eyes and asked, "Master, I wonder what kind of flower dew this is?"

Although tea has a floral fragrance, it is so light that it is overshadowed by the aroma of the flowers. Yuanchun doesn't understand why, but seeing that her husband likes to drink it, Yuanchun, as a wife, naturally cannot ignore it. She asks Miaoyu for advice and also brews some for her husband.

Miaoyu raised her beautiful face and looked at Yuanchun with her willow eyes. She said, "The tea is from Liu'an, which is good. However, the water used to boil the tea is not dew, but snow water from plum blossoms. Five years ago, when I lived in Xuanmu Panxiang Temple, I got a jar of ghost-faced green flowers. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I buried it underground. Today, the princess and the prince came, so I opened it to taste it."

Upon hearing this, Yuanchun suddenly realized that it was the snow water spread on the plum blossoms. No wonder it had a faint floral fragrance.

Shui Rong also understood at this time. Isn't this the snow water that Miaoyu used to invite Baoyu to drink tea in the original novel? Wow, she is using the treasured snow water to make tea.

Logically speaking, "water becomes poisonous if it stagnates for a hundred days." The snow water that Miaoyu has stored for five years should have become even more poisonous. However, "Compendium of Materia Medica" records that "Winter snow is sweet, cold and non-toxic, and can detoxify all poisons. It can treat epidemics, epilepsy and mad crying in children, cialis seizures in adults, sudden fever after drinking, and jaundice. It can be taken with a little warm water. It can be stored in pottery jars to wash the eyes and reduce redness; it can be used to make tea or porridge to relieve fever and quench thirst." In folk culture, people often store snow water in pottery jars in winter, and then use the snow water to apply to prickly heat in summer, which has a good therapeutic effect.

The water that Miaoyu stored was actually snow water, which contained less heavy water than ordinary water. Heavy water has an inhibitory effect on human metabolism and blood circulation. Literati and scholars often sweep the new snow from the branches and boil it to make tea, which is not only pure and refreshing, but also has certain health-preserving effects.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong understood the inexplicable purity, which was "frivolity", which could only be understood but not expressed in words.

Miaoyu looked at Shui Rong with her clear eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she said calmly, "Your Majesty is a noble person, but you are such a vulgar person that you can't even taste tea."

As soon as these words were spoken, Miaoyu's clear eyes noticed Shuirong's expression. She shouldn't have been so rude, but she just couldn't suppress the throbbing of her heart.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard that. This little girl had such a sharp tongue, and seemed uncomfortable if she didn't say something to him. There were so many types of tea, and Shui Rong couldn't possibly know all of them. Besides, Yuanchun had also explained that Shui Rong usually drank maple dew tea and Pu'er tea, and couldn't taste anything strange about Lu'an tea. It was really unreasonable.

But then again, it is true that Miaoyu has an aloof personality, but that doesn't mean she is brainless. In the original novel, when "Longcui Temple" invited Lady Jia to taste tea, it was clear that Miaoyu was not ignorant of the ways of the world, so how could she be so disrespectful?

If you think about it carefully, Miaoyu's abnormality is quite similar to that of the girl in her previous life. That is, although Shui Rong caught Miaoyu's eye, he did not meet her requirements for perfection, so she PUA him in order to make Shui Rong reach the most perfect image in Miaoyu's mind.

The more Shui Rong thought about it, the more likely it seemed to him. It was most likely as Shui Rong had guessed, that Miaoyu was trying to reform him.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the cold beauty, snorting in his heart, women are indeed born actors, like Miaoyu's words and deeds, if it weren't for the God's perspective, Shui Rong couldn't see the meaning at all, pretend, keep pretending, let's see how long you can pretend.

Chapter 203 Yuanchun: My husband is not here to taste tea

Yuanchun couldn't help but frown when she saw that Miaoyu's words seemed to show contempt for the prince. It was true that she admired Miaoyu, but that didn't mean she could accept her disrespect for her husband, even if the other party was an outsider. She wanted to say something, but seeing that her husband didn't care, she remained silent.

Shui Rong groaned for a moment, then said, "I am originally from the secular world, so I am naturally a secular person. I just think this tea is quite good."

Miaoyu was slightly startled when she heard this, and her clear eyes flickered as she looked at the boy. She had not expected that the boy would admit so frankly that he was a layman. Such modesty was also a sign of respect. The boy in front of her really understood her, and her favor was worth it.

Thinking of this, Miaoyu's heart began to ripple, and a light, barely noticeable rouge appeared on her pretty face, adding a bit of brilliance.

Shui Rong's mouth curled up slightly when he saw this, and he said with a smile: "The tea brewed by Master is very good. Tea and water complement each other. It can be seen that Master is not only proficient in Buddhist principles, but also in tea art."

Yuanchun raised her eyes and glanced at Shui Rong, feeling amused in her heart. This was her husband's revenge.

When Miaoyu heard this, her heart, which had been rippling, calmed down again. She looked coldly at the nonchalant young man with her clear eyes, and her bare hands holding the palm-leaf fan clenched unconsciously. You have to know that she is a Buddhist, and the words of Shui Rong were apparently praising her tea art, but secretly mocking her, treating her as a vulgar person who served the tea maker, which made her feel offended.

She thought the young man in front of her was someone who understood her, but she never expected that she had misunderstood him. For a moment, Miaoyu felt furious.

Shui Rong saw Miaoyu, with her clear and elegant face, glaring at him angrily, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. After all, there was nothing wrong with what he said. Miaoyu was an expert in tea art, so what was wrong with calling her a "tea art master"?

After taking a sip of tea, Shui Rong said, "Clear tea has flavor, but it is mellower when brewed with snow." The ancients were right. Nun Tai is elegant and not something that ordinary people can match. When it snows in winter, I will ask Ying Luo and the others to store some in pottery jars. Although it is not as good as Nun Tai's, it is better than nothing."

Yuanchun, who was standing aside, understood what was said. She had guessed that her husband liked it, so she asked Baoqin and the others to store some and cook it for her husband when he came.

Miaoyu looked unhappy when she heard this. She wondered what the young man in front of her meant. Was he someone who knew her and understood her, or was he just an ordinary person? This was so confusing and confusing.

She wanted to decline politely, but she was the one who was rude first, and the young man did not use his power to pressure her or retaliate with words. If she took it to heart, she would be at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Miaoyu looked solemn, put her hands together and said, "If Your Majesty is interested in drinking tea and discussing the Dao, I will certainly not be stingy."

Those who drink tea and discuss philosophy are aboveboard.

Shui Rong looked at the beautiful Miaoyu, then took a sip from the green jade bowl and said in a clear voice, "Master, you only have one jar here, but you are reluctant to drink it. How can I take away someone's favorite thing?"

He wanted to see whether Master Miaoyu could remain calm.

Miaoyu frowned slightly when she heard this, and felt a little annoyed. Since she had already issued the invitation, why should she care about the jar of snow water? At this moment, she just wanted to say whether you can come or not.

But Miaoyu was a person who lived outside the world after all, so she couldn't show her joy on her face. She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a calm face, "It's just a vulgar thing. If the prince likes it, I will give it to the prince."

Well, I will not argue with the prince any more. I will simply give him a jar of snow water, so that I can try it out and determine whether the young man in front of me is a first-class confidant.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Miaoyu's trick was very clever. If he accepted it, it would represent Shui Rong's attitude. Sometimes, when he thought about it, these talented girls had complicated minds. Their words and deeds had deep meanings, especially this "unclean and unempty" nun.

In the original novel, Miaoyu’s birthday greeting note reads “Miaoyu, who is outside the threshold, respectfully wishes you a happy birthday from afar”. If Baoyu had not been instructed by Xing Xiuyan to reply with “who is inside the threshold”, he would probably not have won the favor of the noble-minded Master Miaoyu.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong said, "That's not necessary. Nun Tai is an expert in tea making. It would be a waste if I got some. When I have free time, I will come to Longcui Temple to taste tea and discuss Taoism. I hope Nun Tai will be generous with her skills."

If he hadn't come to Longcui Temple, how could he have come into contact with her? He was not the naive Baoyu who could hide his true feelings from this holy nun.

When Miaoyu heard this, her heart was slightly moved. She raised her clear and bright eyes to glance at the jade-like young man. There seemed to be joy between her brows, but Miaoyu did not reply. She held the palm-leaf fan in her white hands, fanned the stove to make tea, and remained silent.

Silence means not refusing. How could Shui Rong not know this truth? Looking at Miaoyu's dignified and beautiful face, Shui Rong couldn't help but laugh. What a profound nun. She wanted to change Shui Rong, but Shui Rong also wanted to change her. It depends on whose method is better. He wanted to see how Miaoyu, who called herself "outsider", would deal with herself after being stripped of her holy coat.

Yuanchun, who was standing aside, was sipping tea calmly, but her bright starry eyes were quietly watching the two of them. Although their words and actions were normal and there was nothing unusual about them, she always felt that some inexplicable thoughts were on her mind.

Miaoyu seems noble, but her words and actions are all like those of a daughter of an official. All her belongings are of noble quality. She doesn't look like someone who has escaped from this world. Her husband is such a man, any young girl would be pleased to see him. It is not impossible for this solemn young nun to be tempted by him.