Li Feng held Youmeng and turned around. Youmeng secretly looked down his chest. He saw Zhuang Ning'er's dress was wet, and water droplets were dripping on her face. Her makeup was a little blurry, and her hair was wet against her cheeks, making her look embarrassed.

Li Feng was stunned. He thought that he had accidentally caused her to be affected. He felt a little guilty and wanted to take care of humanitarianism. Youmeng noticed his thoughts, and used a little force to pull him. He said softly and weakly: "I'm really sorry for Miss Ning'er. I was dizzy and didn't stand firm just now. If I was not careful, I would wet your clothes."

A strong intuition told Zhuang Ning'er that she did it on purpose! Ning'er's sad voice suppressed her crying voice: "Princess, why did you treat me like this..."

Li Feng was in a dilemma, Youmeng was always leaning on him, and she was sick and realistic: "What are the words of the girl? The prince and I were both unintentional..."

"you……"

Ning'er was so angry that she wanted to argue with tears. Seeing the situation, Guyu rushed up to support her. While wiping her face with a handkerchief, she gently persuaded her: "I'm sorry, girl, you'd better go change your clothes, don't suffer the cold."

Ning'er pursed her lips and handed her sad and angry eyes to Min Qiuye. Qiuye could not control such a situation, and she glanced helplessly. Although she tried her best to make her tone sound gentle, her eyes were cold: "Ning'er, go down and change your clothes, don't be rude in front of the guests."

"Yes, cousin..." Zhuang Ning'er was helped up by Gu Yu, holding tears in her eyes, subconsciously combing her wilted and lifeless hair, and she lowered her eyes and glanced at Youmeng and Li Feng, and finally left the scene in disgrace.

The annoying person left, and Youmeng felt much happier. Li Feng helped her sit down, Gu Yu handed her a sachet containing silver elixir. Youmeng took it and sniffed it for a moment before her expression gradually stretched.

"Master, is it better?" Gu Yu asked with concern.

Li Feng looked at Youmeng, and she showed a hint of tiredness and nodded with a smile: "I'm much better."

Li Feng couldn't tell the truth or the fake, and said seriously: "Why would I take you to see the doctor?"

Her eyebrows and eyes were as shy as peach blossoms, and she shook her head: "No need."

"The princess is in good health, and Miss Ning'er is not here. I'm afraid this tea can't be fought anymore. It's a pity." Someone in the seat sighed, and others felt disappointed.

"Who said that the fight could not continue?" Youmeng held the silk silk and pressed the eyebrows as if nothing had happened. "I feel much better now, continue to fight tea."

After saying that, she stood up in the puzzled eyes of Li Feng and everyone, walked back to the coffee table on the east side, and sat down dignifiedly.

Jing Rong observed Youmeng's complexion and was worried: "Princess, if you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to force it."

Youmeng smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She looked at each other with Li Feng, then picked up a bamboo ladle and scooped the spring water into the cauldron, and decocted the tea soup.

Li Feng also started almost at the same time and filtered out some clean well water again, both of them were fully focused.

After the tea soup was tormented, Youmeng scooped a spoon of boiling water and slowly poured it into the tea cup. Brew the tea cup in the cup. Jing Rong held the tea cup with one hand and held the bamboo zi in the other hand and stirred it in the tea soup to dissolve the tea and water and stir it tiny foam. This process is called "fighting".

The two of them cooperated with each other, pouring water while whipping the tea paste gradually formed in the green tea soup.

At this time, someone was also paying attention to the progress on the other end of Lifeng and asked: "The prince is still short of someone who can order tea..."
Chapter completed!