Shu Capital, Huacheng Cottage.
This was the residence Xie Yi had arranged for us.
It was a secluded private villa nestled against the mountains and surrounded by a lake.
No doubt it was one of Unit Nine's safe houses.
Qianqian was making tea in the garden pavilion.
The tea had come from the villa as well, and it was even this year's freshly released Lu'an Melon Seed tea.
Ye Jinghong was chatting and laughing with her about something. I was rather puzzled; when had the two of them become so close?
Jiang Xiaohui stood beside me, still talking about wanting to go with me to Ancient Shu City. But I felt he should stay behind with Ye Jinghong and the others. Though both Ye Jinghong and Qianqian were formidable, they were women after all. Sometimes, having a man around made certain matters easier to handle.
Besides, since Ying Gou had arranged it this way, he must have had his reasons.
Ying Gou had not come out. He was in his room, probably talking with A Tai.
Qianqian waved to me, so I stopped paying attention to Jiang Xiaohui and walked straight into the pavilion.
I took the tea Qianqian handed me, sipped it, and nodded in praise. "Excellent tea. Tea brewed by your hands really does taste different."
I knew how to make tea as well, but even with the same leaves, the tea Qianqian brewed and the tea I brewed definitely felt different. In short, mine always lacked something in flavor. Perhaps my timing was not quite right.
Jiang Xiaohui sat down beside me too, his face drooping.
Ye Jinghong glared at him. "What? You're that unwilling to keep your Sister Ye company?"
Jiang Xiaohui dared to grumble a little in front of me, but before Ye Jinghong, he