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[When the ancestral teacup glowed green on a stormy night, Shen Shuyue never imagined that a modern tea master like her would transmigrate into the most down-and-out tea-making lady official in the Great Chu palace!]
The moldy tea room stank of stale tea. She crouched by the brazier to add firewood, only for her fingertips to brush the cool teacup in her sleeve.
The next moment, a field of spiritual soil burst into view: thousand-year-old snow buds sprouted from the earth, petals of Jade Pool Snow Drift glistened with morning dew, and even the most precious “Nine-Orifice Lotus Heart” was pushing up through the mud!
More astonishing still, when she pinched tea dust to burn as incense, figures appeared in the curling white smoke. A silver hairpin coated with poison in the empress's sleeve carried the sweet scent of jasmine; the candied fruit offered by the imperial consort was steeped in the bitterness of chinaberry; even the agarwood burning before the imperial desk was tinged with a faint, rusty smell of blood...
“Lady Shen, what a refined pastime.”
The husky voice startled her, and the teacup fell from her hand. She looked up and met a pair of dark eyes.
Emperor Xiao Jingyan of Great Chu leaned against the doorframe, tapping a jade ring against the broken porcelain as he smiled. “The other day, I said I wanted to drink ‘Twin Lotus.’ Can your tea room brew it?”
She gritted her teeth and swept the tea leaves into a brass basin. Who didn't know this emperor was as sinister as a wolf?
The other day, she was pushed into a freezing pool, and he personally handed the antidote to the empress. Yesterday, after she spent three nights brewing tea, he claimed there was an assassin, and a poisoned tea needle really was found in her cup.
Then, one night, as she fled the palace with the little tea attendant who had been poisoned mute in her arms, the urgent beat of hooves suddenly sounded behind her.
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