"No, I just think the taste of this tea is very special, very light, and with the fragrance of bamboo leaves." The old man said, looking at the maid, and asked: "What kind of tea is this tea?"

"This is Bizhuling tea. It is made from new tea before rain and bamboo leaves, so it will have the fragrance of bamboo leaves." Feng Jiu said in a low voice, with a hint of cowardice in his voice, but in reality it was light in heart. With a smile.

She just fainted the maid and dragged it to the corner, and by the way, she picked two tender bamboo leaves and put them in the tea to cover up the colorless and tasteless medicine. She did not expect the old man to say that the tea tasted special.

Also, the tea that she has added, and she personally served it to the two of them. Could it not taste good?

"Go and pack some of this tea and take it away." The old man screamed, motioning her to retreat.

"Yes." Feng Jiu replied, bending her knees slightly and then retreating. When she turned around and went outside, her lips twitched slightly, and she thought to herself: I'm afraid that after you drink once, you don't want to drink a second time. Up.

She went to the backyard, and when she reached a place where there was no one, she threw the tea tray aside, reached out and lifted off her maidservant's robe, revealing the red dress she was wearing inside, and glanced back towards it. , A smile appeared on his face, the next moment, lightly on his toes, he rose in the air.

Just after she left, about a stick of incense, the chief steward hurried into the lobby with a pale face: "Two elders, I heard the guard say that the maidservant came to serve tea just now, but did you drink it?"

His eager voice was full of worry, his eyes looked anxiously at the two people in the hall, and the tea cup they had already drunk, looked at the tea cup, and looked at the two old men. He only Feeling sinking in my heart.

When the two heard his words, they couldn't help but glance at each other. One of them said: "There was indeed a maidservant who came to serve tea just now. What's wrong?"

The boss opened his mouth and didn't say a word for a while.

"But that maid has a problem? Say!" Another old man drank in a calm voice, frowning.

"Just now the guard discovered that there was a maid in a coma who was stripped of her coat at the corner of the rockery..." As the chief steward said, they saw that their faces suddenly changed.

"This tea..." One of the old men looked at the old man who knew how to medicine and asked, but, as if something was choking in his throat, only two words were spoken, and the rest of the words could not be asked.

The maid came in and only offered them two cups of tea. If there is a problem, I am afraid that the problem lies in this tea!

"The tea I just drank didn't smell like medicine, the only thing it had was the fragrance of bamboo leaves." The old man who knew how to medicine said, but even after speaking like this, his face became paler.

It is precisely because of that, that something is wrong.

Almost for the first time, he stretched out his hand and got his hand veins. After checking the pulse, he slumped on the chair, as if his strength had been taken away.

"How?" the old man asked anxiously and stood up abruptly, but when he stood up abruptly, he felt his eyes flicker, his hands and feet were weak, and the whole person sank down again.

In just such a short time, the body of the old man who hadn't noticed any symptoms had changed at this moment, and light smoke appeared above his head, and his cultivation was slowly dissipating... …