Outside, the cold wind blew fiercely, snow fell gently. Inside, warmth overflowed, and the aroma of tea filled the air.
Ruan Mengxi didn't understand tea; she only felt the cup in her hand was exceptionally sweet and smooth. "What kind of tea is this?"
"I'm not sure, either. Madam Jing sent it over. Apparently, Sixth Lord bought it to gift his father-in-law; left some at home. They say it's quite expensive, I just got lucky." Yun Hezhi smiled.
"The Jing Family..." Ruan Mengxi mumbled. If it's from that family, it must be something good.
Sixth Lord... He's said to be notorious, an extremely dangerous person.
"I don't love tea. If you like, I'll pack some for you to take home."
"No need." Ruan Mengxi couldn't possibly accept both food and drink and then take something home. "I haven't tidied up my place; I should get going."
