Chapter 51 - 51 51 Tea leaves taste better than tea water, you can try it

51: Chapter 51: Tea leaves taste better than tea water, you can try it.

51: Chapter 51: Tea leaves taste better than tea water, you can try it.

As soon as the car stopped, considering there was still an injured patient in the car, Su Yunling spoke up, “I’ll take the child to eat, you guys go to Central Hospital.”

Tang Yichen and the other two: ?

Seeming to guess the confusion of Tang Yichen’s trio, Su Yunling glanced over at Tang Yichen with a casual and flippant tone, “The injury isn’t fully healed yet, losing a life over a meal isn’t worth it.”

Tang Yichen “…”

It’s just a meal, not that serious.

“Third Brother, actually I’ve already…”

“Third Brother, Fourth Brother is the injured one, I’m not, so I won’t follow you to the hospital.” Su Luo interrupted Tang Yichen’s words, then pulled open the car door and jumped out swiftly, fearing that the driver might really take him to the hospital.

Little Fairy hasn’t even been lured into the entertainment circle yet, no way he’d want to go to Central Hospital.

Seeing this, Tang Yichen also immediately spoke up, “Third Brother, you also know how strong the healing function of Crushed Ice Rain Mist is, I feel like I’ve nearly recovered after just a little while.”

Saying so, he didn’t wait for Su Yunling to respond, and followed Su Luo out of the car.

Hearing Tang Yichen’s words, Gu Zhiqi took another look at him.

Crushed Ice Rain Mist?

He used it?

He used both Moon Halo Grass and Crushed Ice Rain Mist?!

“Child, what are you daydreaming about?

Get out of the car,” Su Yunling’s low and resonant voice brought Gu Zhiqi back to reality.

“He used Crushed Ice Rain Mist?” Gu Zhiqi turned his head to look at Su Yunling, asking earnestly.

Su Yunling nodded, “He took it this morning.”

Because they were traveling from Yun Town to Yan City, worried about possible accidents, they took two petals of Crushed Ice Rain Mist for Tang Yichen to use just in case.

Gu Zhiqi “…”

“He used Moon Halo Grass too?” Gu Zhiqi’s expression was somewhat strange.

Seeing this, Su Yunling’s peachy eyes slightly narrowed, “What’s the matter?

Can’t they be used together?”

“They can be used together, but there’s no need.” Gu Zhiqi commented and then added in a low voice, “Wasteful.”

Su Yunling “…”

“Using both together, the effects will cancel each other out quite a bit, the medicinal properties exerted are less than one-tenth or one-twentieth of using them separately,” Gu Zhiqi continued somberly.

Upon hearing this, Su Yunling’s eyes deepened.

**

Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi arrived at the private room two minutes later than Tang Yichen and Su Luo.

When the two entered the private room, there was incense burning, tea brewing, with a whiff of tea fragrance and traces of incense, which made the already ancient and elegant private room even more tranquil and graceful.

“Gu Xiaoxi, come and drink some tea.” Seeing Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi come in, Tang Yichen immediately waved at Gu Zhiqi, “Let me tell you, this is tea you can’t normally drink, we can only taste it when we’re with Third Brother.”

Gu Zhiqi’s gaze rested on the tea table, his eyes slightly deep.

Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling almost simultaneously took their seats, and as soon as they did, Su Yunling took over the tea brewing.

He sat upright before the tea table, his posture noble and elegant, his distinct fingers resting on the celadon teacups, the green tea cups complementing his pale fingers, making it unclear which highlighted which.

“Have a taste.”

With a deep and mellow voice, a celadon cup was pushed toward Gu Zhiqi, from which wisps of steam were gently rising, and even before tasting, the scent of the tea was already drifting to Gu Zhiqi’s nose.

Gu Zhiqi lifted his hand and brought the cup to his lips.

“They say this tea is called Yundao Tea, and that each leaf contains mysterious Daoist arts.

I’ve drunk it several times, but apart from the taste being somewhat better, I haven’t noticed anything different,” Tang Yichen said while also sipping from his cup.

Gu Zhiqi looked up at Tang Yichen.

After finishing his sip, Tang Yichen savored it for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, “See, no special feeling.”

“The flavor of the tea leaves is better than the tea water, you might want to try that,” Gu Zhiqi said, his eyes slightly downcast.

He already looked quite indolent, and after drinking the tea, he seemed even more languid.