Qiao Si Liu made only one serving of Willow Whirlwind Tea and gave it to Fang Yuan.
That gesture immediately gave this serving of Willow Whirlwind Tea a different significance.
Fang Yuan's expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of pleasantly surprised delight, yet his heart remained clear and tranquil, without the slightest ripple.
How lamentable. No matter how beautiful a woman may be, without eternal life, she will ultimately become nothing more than a pile of dry bones.
Beauty is but white bones, yet the world often clings to it and forgets itself.
Still, this Heavenly Dew Fairy truly is Qiao Si Liu's close friend. Their coordination is impeccable.
The only tea she had made was publicly given by Silk Willow Fairy to Fang Yuan. Luo Muzi and Lun Fei had hoped to taste it, but this was the answer they received.
One could well imagine just how stiff their expressions were at this moment.
Qiao Si Liu smiled faintly. "Willow Whirlwind Tea is merely something I created myself, just a small token of my regard. This time, I have brought Slave Charm Tea for everyone. Please."
With a sweep of her long, silken sleeve, five cups of tea appeared on the stone table.
This tea differed from the Willow Whirlwind Tea from before. It was not served in cups, but in small white porcelain dishes.
At the center of each small dish sat a dewdrop the size of a fist.
The dewdrop was clear and lustrous as jade. A gust of evening wind passed by, making its surface tremble slightly, so delicate that it seemed ready to burst at a touch.
"Slave Charm Tea is tea famed throughout Southern Border by the Qiao family. I never expected that I would have the chance to taste it today." Luo Muzi