Fu Yunchen: "So, are you now willing to marry me?"
Mu Run nodded, "Yes! It has to be you!"
She stood up, leaned forward, and kissed his thin lips. "I've got it! This tea will be called 'I Can't Live Without You'!"
"Okay." Even though he hadn't drunk it yet, he was already extremely excited!
Pour boiling water from the teacup and add dry tea leaves; the aroma of the tea is instantly released by the steam from the teacup.
The aroma of roasting and green wood fruit is rich and pervasive.
"Would you like to smell it?" He handed it to Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen took the tea, smelled its aroma, and said, "Hmm. Your tea is still the best."
Mu Run smiled and said, "Everyone has their own style, you probably prefer mine."
Pour boiling water into the teacup using the inner spiral motion, cover the teacup, and pour out the first infusion without pausing.
"The water is clear and the color is orange-yellow, with a very distinct floral and honey-sweet aroma." Mu Run poured a cup for Fu Yunchen. "The first brew is drinkable, but the taste may not be as good as the second or third brew. I want to savor the tea, so I can't skip any of the brews."
Fu Yunchen took the teacup. "I'll have some."
Mu Run poured herself a glass and took a sip.
"It has a refreshing taste, a quick aftertaste, a delicate orchid fragrance, and the fresh and invigorating flavor of new tea."
Fu Yunchen listened to what she said and found it completely agreeable.
"How are you feeling?" Mu Run picked up the kettle, preparing the second brew of tea.
Fu Yunchen replied, "It tastes good."
Mu Run poured out the second brew and gave him a cup. "Drink more. I'm going to sleep in a bit, so I'll just have a taste and then I won't drink any more."
"Mm." Fu Yunchen nodded.
Mu Run took a small spoonful of tea, tasted it, and said, "This second brew is more fragrant and has a brighter color than the first. The tea soup is mellow, with a fragrance of orchid, moss, wood, and a faint milky aroma."
Mu Run looked at Fu Yunchen, "Can you tell the difference by drinking it?"
Fu Yunchen shook his head, "It's not that obvious, but it tastes very good."
"As long as it tastes good." Mu Run prepared a third brew of tea. "After drinking it more often, you'll be able to taste the differences."
The two of them brewed a cup of tea and savored its aroma, enjoying the leisurely and tranquil moment.
...
Cai came to find Mu Run, accompanied by another woman.
"This is Zhao, a blessed woman from our village. She has parents and in-laws, two sons and two daughters, and her husband is very honest and kind. Her sister-in-law also speaks highly of her."
"A blessed lady?" Mu Run looked at Zhao Shi. She had a round, plump face, and her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and bright. She was a very attractive person who exuded a sense of warmth.
"Please have a seat."
"Thank you, Madam." Madam Zhao sat down on the embroidery stool and took out a piece of paper. "This is the wedding procedure in our village. Please take a look and see if it's acceptable. If it is, I will start making preparations according to this. If Madam has any other ideas, we can adjust and arrange them now."
Mu Run took the paper. "Get up at 3:45 AM to prepare your makeup. Isn't that a bit too early?"
"If my wife thinks it's too early, we can change it to the middle of the Yin hour."
"Isn't Chenshi (7-9 AM) okay?"
"No, no, that's too late. Bridal makeup takes a lot of time."
"Okay. May I have a few bridesmaids?"
"Bridesmaid? A female attendant?"
"It means accompanying the bride through the entire wedding process and taking care of the bride's unmarried status."
"Sure. Do you have someone in mind for the wife?"
"Yes." Mu Run planned to invite Hongmi and Yaoyao along, so they could share in her joy and get married sooner.
While Mu Run and Zhao were discussing the wedding arrangements, a woman came up Chongyi Peak.
She was seventeen or eighteen years old, with almond-shaped eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, a high nose bridge, slightly full lips, and dark eyes. Her delicate oval face was quite beautiful. She wore a fiery red martial arts outfit, with a pretty ponytail, and a short sword at her waist. Her knee-high boots were adorned with several fluffy little pom-poms that swayed gently as she walked, making her very cute.
Everyone who saw her was somewhat stunned.
Steward Yang stopped her, "What is your surname, young lady? How did you come to Chongyi Peak?"
There was no notification received. Either she had Chongyi Peak's waist tag, or... Manager Yang glanced at the short sword at her waist.
They either attacked from above!
The woman replied, "My name is Meng Zhi, and Fu Yunchen is my senior brother. I've come to marry him!"
Upon hearing this, even the worldly-wise Manager Yang was stunned. "What did you say?"
"Everything's ready on the mountain. It seems my senior brother keeps his promise." Meng Zhi nodded in satisfaction. "By the way, where's my senior brother?"
Manager Yang said solemnly to Meng Zhi, "Please wait in the guest room, Miss. I will inform the King immediately."
"I don't need you, I'll go find him myself."
"Miss, no. We all have rules, and we can't overstep them. Please wait in the guest room for a moment. Have you eaten yet?"
"No."
"Then I'll have someone send some food over, young lady, you can eat while you wait."
"Hurry up."
"Right away, right away."
Manager Yang ordered the guards outside to watch over Meng Zhi, "Don't let her leave the guest hall even a step!"
"Yes," the four guards replied in unison.
Manager Yang immediately went to find Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen was trying on his wedding attire. The bright red wedding clothes made him look much younger; he didn't look thirty at all, and could easily be mistaken for someone in his twenties.
"Your Majesty looks so festive and handsome in that outfit!"
"Of course, wedding attire is festive. What happened outside?" Steward Yang was usually calm and composed, but when he entered the courtyard earlier, his steps were hurried.
Steward Yang: "Your Majesty, please be aware that a young woman has come from outside. She says she is Your Majesty's junior sister, named Meng Zhi. She also says she has come to ask Your Majesty to marry her."
Fu Yunchen frowned. "Where is she now?"
"They're having dinner in the guest hall," Steward Yang replied. "Should we inform Madam?"
Fu Yunchen replied, "No need for now, I'll go take a look."
Meng Zhi was gnawing on a fragrant chicken leg when she saw Fu Yunchen enter the guest room.
Although it had been twelve years since they last met, Fu Yunchen's appearance hadn't changed much. He had shed his youthful immaturity and become calm and mature, like a fresh and sweet fruit juice that had turned into a mellow and rich nectar.
Meng Zhi blinked, and the big chicken leg in her mouth suddenly didn't taste so good anymore!
"Senior brother."
"Xiao Zhi, when did you come down the mountain? Did your master agree?" Fu Yunchen looked at Meng Zhi, who was completely different from the chubby girl she was when she was a child, and his voice was somewhat stern.
Meng Zhi pouted her small mouth, which could hold things, "If my father knew, he definitely wouldn't let me come down the mountain. I came here secretly. I'm seventeen years old this year, and I can marry my senior brother now. Besides, I saw a lot of red ribbons and double happiness characters hanging on this mountain. My senior brother must have known I was coming and prepared them specially, right?"
“No!” Fu Yunchen replied, “I have a bride, and I also have a child.”
"What! Senior brother, do you want to break your promise?" Meng Zhi suddenly burst into tears, which fell like raindrops.
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