8, thirst

The more he can't get it, the more he will miss him. Especially when he sees Junjun, he can't understand the inexplicable desire in his heart until now. The idea of getting close to her and holding her tightly simply made him unable to stabilize his mood.

Now, this inexplicable desire comes out of his heart again, making him alert.

"Whose residence is this?" The seventh prince stopped and asked uneasily.

"It's the residence of my cousin Cheng Yuanjia." Wei Qike said casually, and suddenly remembered that he turned his head and said to the seventh prince who stood still and said, "I'll talk about the scandal. Yuanjia's cousin is mine. Don't be interested in her, or we won't even have friends."

"Is it yours? Have you decided to marry her?" His heart became empty, and the seventh prince continued to ask.

"Sooner or later, it will be mine." Wei Qike didn't notice the strangeness of the seventh prince. He said proudly, "Get the moon near the platform. You know, my cousin Yuanjia lives in my house. I just want to see her and see her at any time. When she has been in love with me for a long time, I can marry her as my original wife."

It turned out that it was just his wishful thinking. The seventh prince was secretly relieved and immediately laughed at himself. Cheng Yuanjia was not the person he could expect, so why was he lost whether she was married?

"Don't count on it in your life, crying bag. I don't want to see you pounding your chest every day." On the top of the fake mountain next to it, there was a slightly low but beautiful girl's voice. Needless to say, of course, it was Cheng Yuanjia who said sarcasm on it.

The two teenagers looked up, but saw Cheng Yuanjia sitting leisurely on the top of the fake mountain, with a set of fine porcelain tea sets beside him, shaking a fan, and staring condescendingly at Wei Qike.

Seeing the seventh prince next to Wei Qike, Cheng Yuanjia's face turned slightly and said, "It turned out that the seventh prince came. The little girl was far away. It was a humble place. There was nothing to treat the prince. She also asked to sit on the top of the mountain. The little girl prepared a little tea for the prince to comment."

"It's abrupt to come uninvited, and it's even worse to disturb Junjun Yaxing." The seventh prince arched his hand to Cheng Yuanjia and said, "I've heard that Junjun's tea cooking skills are the best in the world. It's even more frightening to be invited by Junjun. I'm taking the liberty."

Wei Qike, who was ridiculed by Cheng Yuanjia, did not pay attention to Yuanjia's words at all. In his opinion, as long as he could talk to her every day, he would be very happy. Although Yuanjia did not invite him to go up, he took the initiative to pull the seventh prince from the steps at the back of the rockery and climb to the top of the rockery.

When this rockery was placed, a small stone table and four small stone stools were made from local materials on the top of the mountain. Moreover, the location of the rockery is quite high. From the top of the rockery, you can not only see the appearance of the whole courtyard, but also see the scenery in the distance through the trees. On the edge of the rockery is a towering tree, which may be more than 200 years old. Does it just cover the whole rockery under its canopy? So even in the early autumn when the heat has not subsided, the rockery is very cool. Yuanjia likes to sit here, cook tea and play the piano, and have fun.

The seventh prince saw the girl who moved him again. Although he was calm, his heart was still ups and downs. The desire to get close to her almost made his reason collapse. Sitting opposite Cheng Yuanjia and looking at her soothing tea-cooking movements, he suddenly felt that even if there would be no result between them, it was a kind of happiness to look at her like this today, which was worth his lifelong memory.

Cheng Yuanjia skillfully cleaned the tea set and complained, "Today, everyone in my family is busy with my cousin's wedding. I want to find someone to help me get some spring water for making tea outside the city, but I can't find anyone. This water was left over from yesterday. If it was a normal day, I poured it out a long time ago. I can only force myself to take it out today.

"Why didn't Sister Yuanjia say this little thing earlier? As long as she knows that she wants it, she is willing to run for you." With the opportunity to be courteous in front of the beauty, of course, Wei Qike would not let go and patted his chest.

"Well, I'm going to entertain the seventh prince for tea without fresh spring water. You can go for a run." Cheng Yuanjia glanced at him angrily and said, "The utensils for fetching water and the jars for water are with my maid, Zhener. Ask her how to get water. Go ahead."

"This..." Wei Qike, who had just boasted, was immediately dumbfounded.

"I knew you were just talking, and I didn't bother to be serious with you." Cheng Yuanjia flushed the water from the small stove into the teapot and carefully performed every process of making tea.

Wei Qike giggled and turned his head to see the seventh prince sitting in danger. He deliberately changed the topic to resolve his embarrassment: "The seventh prince, today you took my light to drink the tea made by my sister Yuanjia. How can you thank me?"

Before the seventh prince replied, Cheng Yuanjia next to him said, "That's wrong. Today you are the light of the seventh prince, not the light of you. Since you want to thank him, you'd better think about how to thank him.

"I brought him here, and then you treated him. Of course, he wanted to thank me." Wei Qike was anxious and argued.

"The seventh prince lives in the palace, and I often go to the palace to ask the empress dowager. If the seventh prince wants to drink my tea, there are many opportunities in the palace, and I don't need you to lead the way. Usually, when you have nothing to do, you like to come to me and harass me. Do you remember when I gave you my tea? If it's a matter of light, you can think about who gets it. Yuanjia didn't give up and insisted that Wei Qike admitted that he had been cheap for the seventh prince.

Wei Qike thought for a moment and said discouragedly, "Sister Yuanjia is really biased. Under the same roof, she doesn't invite my brother to tea, and she has to drink it with the light of outsiders."

"That's wrong again. It's time to hit." Yuanjia knocked his head with a spoon for tea and said, "Why is the seventh prince an outsider? Although you are my cousin, the seventh prince and you are also cousins. The relationship between the emperor and my aunt is mother and son, and my grandfather is uncle and nephew. According to the relationship of kinship, it is not too much for me to call the cousin of the seventh prince.

"Ouch!" Wei Qike was knocked coldly by his cousin. Although it didn't hurt much, he also pretended to be very painful. He said pitifully, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Sister Yuanjia, you are too cruel." He turned his head and frowned at the seventh prince and said, "Cousin Yihao, what's the relationship between us? Of course you won't blame me for saying something wrong, will you?"

"What's the relationship between us? You actually say I'm an outsider." The seventh prince pretended to be very angry and said, "So you should really fight, and you have to fight hard."

"No way, you also fell into the well..." Wei Qike stood up, pointed to the seventh prince exaggeratedly, and said sadly, "I don't care about you. You actually treat me like this, I..." Turn around and looked around, rushed to a rock behind me, and hit it with his head: "I don't want to live, just let me die. Don't stop me from any of you."

Yuan Jia looked at the strange cousin angrily and said, "Don't worry, none of us will stop you. Just go." He poured a cup of tea into the teapot in his hand for the seventh prince and said, "The seventh prince, please taste my tea. Since someone wants to save his share, the seventh prince might as well drink more cups."

Although someone cried, in fact, nothing happened except for a little moss on his forehead. Hearing this, he immediately turned the head of the gun and rushed back: "My tea, none of you want to grab it."

In fact, in terms of the taste of drinking tea, Wei Qike is the same as Cheng Yuanjue. Don't expect anything else except that you can drink tea.

But after all, the seventh prince comes from the palace, where all good things will be moved there. If he doesn't have any taste, he will be laughed at. In addition, because the seventh prince is not born tall, he works very hard, does better than others, knows more than others, and strives for the most outstanding performance. Only in this way can he receive the attention of his father. . This is indeed the case. It is because of his efforts and talent that he is most loved by the masters among the princes, who often praise him in front of the emperor.

It is because of this that his mood and determination are far greater than that of his peers. Even if he sits next to the girl he dreams of at this moment, he does not lose his temper.

Not in a hurry to drink tea, the seventh prince picked up the teacup and slowly turned around, looked at the green bamboo pattern drawn on the teacup, and said, "The tea color is light, and the color is slightly green, such as the early spring branches sprouting in the wind. This should be the first-class willow tea. Brewed with boiling water from the fine porcelain tea set, it retains the clear tea fragrance of Liu Jian tea, and makes the color completely show that Junjun is indeed a master of tea ceremony.

"How can there be so many famous halls?" Wei Qike muttered in a low voice, drank the teacup in front of him, spit out his tongue and said, "It's a little bitter. What's the taste?"

As a result, the four white eyes of the seventh prince and Cheng Yuanjia were exchanged.