(   ) Early the next morning, when Mrs. Guan stepped into the main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, she was stunned.

I saw plums and green lush green in the main courtyard, and snow light hidden in the bluestone path, reflecting the white snow around it, full of vitality. Looking at the steps of the main courtyard, there were already puddings... dumplings, in the middle, there were a simple and elegant table, two tea bowls and a small stove, on which was a copper pot, and a pot of fragrant tea rose up with a hot mist. In this cold and frozen earth, just a glance was taken, you felt warm.

Mrs. Guan walked to the table, lowered her eyes and looked at the scented copper pot on the table, and the two tea bowls with red plums painted, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that women from Da Shang are knowledgeable and polite, and know how to be tactful. Now it seems that they are extraordinary. The things placed on this small table alone are too much stronger than those of Yunqian's women, not to mention that the Crown Princess would choose a place. Standing here, the scenery you see is not the scenery of Yunqian."

Deyang walked slowly by, smiled and brushed his sleeves, and asked her to sit down: "Madam Guan, please sit down. This place is indeed a view of Yunqian. The winter in Dashang is not so cold, nor so snow. Now, brewing tea and enjoying plums here is even more interesting. I just wonder if Madam Guan can withstand the cold?"

At her request, Mrs. Guan lifted her clothes and sat down slowly. Deyang also said as she sat opposite her.

When the two sat down, Deyang personally held a pot and poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Guan, the fragrance of the tea suddenly spread everywhere, dyeing the cold land with a fragrant aroma.

Mrs. Guan took a deep breath, then sighed and laughed. A look of appreciation appeared on her slightly old face: "Although it is outdoors, there is a hidden fire channel under the floor. Even the walls around the house have the best fire carbons, and the warmth has penetrated outside. How could it feel cold? It is said that the prince loves the prince's concubine the most. Now it seems that it is true!"

Deyang smiled leisurely, put down the copper pot, gracefully picked up the tea bowl in front of him, and said to Mrs. Guan: "Please, Mrs. Guan."

Mrs. Guan also laughed slowly, held up her sleeves and picked up the tea bowl, and said to Deyang: "Thank you, Princess."

The two of them closed their sleeves at the same time and took a sip.

The snow beads outside were still scattering. They sat down at this step, looking at the red plums and verdant yards, smelling the fragrance of tea and plums, and being indescribable.

"The Crown Princess is so innovative, I believe His Highness likes it very much." Mrs. Guan adjusted her sleeves, sat upright, looked at the scenery outside, and then said with a smile.

Deyang sighed: "He likes it very much. Last year, we also sat in the snowy sky in Dashang's hostage, so we sat and drank like this. At that time, he sighed that the snow in Dashang was too fine and could not be as fine as the clouds, and it would melt in the next two days, and it would be more detailed. He also said that if he had the chance to go back in this life, he would definitely cook tea with me and drink the snow. Unfortunately, since he arrived in Shangjing, I have never even had the chance to sit like this with him."

Mrs. Guan looked at Deyang carefully. When she heard her speak sincerely, she smiled and replied: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is busy with government affairs, so she lacks the opportunity to accompany the Crown Prince. However, men should have ambitions. Just think about it like this. You must not delay the Crown Prince."

Deyang quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Guan, for your advice. Qinghuang is indeed greedy. Men are determined to be the world. Women should not use the matter of the boudoir to hinder him or distract him."

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Chapter completed!