Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū Chapter 71

Consort Goddess, Does This Tea Taste Good?

(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yz_dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)

“Come, since you are a Huang Fei that has been personally chosen by Ninth Huang Shu, guiding you on his behalf is something that I should do.” Fu RuoQing smiled. She stared at Jing Yue and said, “Just let me see, in the end, how great Ninth Huang Shu’s insight in looking at someone is.”

Jing Yue was secretly gnashing her teeth. However, she had no choice but to step forward. She sat kneeling beside Fu RuoQing, pondering over the technique of pouring tea that Yun momo had taught. Her expression became very serious as she very cautiously, took that teapot. Nevertheless, she had just touched the teapot when she found that the teapot was frighteningly hot.

Jing Yue instantly pulled her hands back. She raised her gaze to stare at Fu RuoQing.

“What’s the matter? Don’t tell me, I don’t deserve to drink the tea that you will pour?” Fu RuoQing was watching Jing Yue with a false smile on her face. The ice-cold mockery in her eyes made Jing Yue gnash her teeth.

“I don’t dare.” Jing Yue drooped her head, took a deep breath and raised her hands to hold the teapot. Tenaciously enduring the teapot’s scalding hot temperature, she poured Fu RuoQing a cup of tea with trembling hands. However, because the tremors in her hands were too severe, the tea was spilled on the table.

Fu RuoQing saw those spilled drops of tea and indifferently said, “You spilled the tea. Pour again.”

A maid who stood beside her raised her hand and poured the tea that Jing Yue had just poured for Fu RuoQing to the ground without even blinking her eyes before she meticulously wiped the table dry. Her action was naturally to let Jing Yue pour the tea once again.

Jing Yue raised her eyes and stared at Fu RuoQing’s face. A cold ray flashed in her eyes yet she quickly lowered her gaze, the sneer in the corners of her mouth deepened.

“Yes. I’m going to pour it again.” The corners of Jing Yue’s mouth were bent upwards. Her wide smile made Fu RuoQing frowned, ‘In this kind of situation, she can still smile? This woman is indeed one tough character.’

Jing Yue raised her hands and once again took the scalding teapot. That iron teapot was painted with colored lines. From a distance, there was nothing different about it as it looked the same as a porcelain teapot. However, once you held it in your hand, you could easily feel the difference. No wonder it would be this hot.

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Jing Yue once again poured a cup of tea for Fu RuoQing. She tried hard to steady her hands so that the tea wouldn’t spill, yet when she finally withdrew her hand from the teapot, there was still a drop of tea spilled over. Fu RuoQing slowly moved the quilt on her side away. Staring at Jing Yue, she smiled and said, “You spilled it again.”

Jing Yue hung her head down.

Fu RuoQing put an Imperial Consort’s smile. She lightly knocked on the table, stared at Jing Yue and smilingly said, “It seems… you haven’t studied really well in the school. Continue.”

At this time, everyone finally realized, ‘How is this guiding Jing Yue? This is clearly embarrassing her. Normally, Jing Yue could do this tea pouring very well, why do her hands keep trembling now that she is in front of Consort Goddess?’

‘Is she nervous?’

ShangGuan LingLan narrowed her eyes watching the movement at that high seat. She absolutely didn’t believe that Jing Yue would be nervous in front of the Consort Goddess.

Jing Yue strangely became quiet. Fu RuoQing waited with a calm face for Jing Yue to move, however, after a long time, she didn’t see Jing Yue make any movement at all. She frowned and said, “I’m telling you to pour the tea, did you not hear?”

Hearing Fu RuoQing’s words, Jing Yue chuckled softly. She raised her hands picking that teapot up and slowly stood up. She looked down at Fu RuoQing who was still sitting, giving a brilliant smile and said, “Now, for Consort Goddess, I’m going to pour! the! tea!” as Jing Yue spoke, she threw all the tea in the teapot she had in her hand directly to Fu RuoQing’s face.

“AH!!!!” Scalding hot tea dripped from Fu RuoQing’s forehead to her cheeks. Almost in an instant, a large part of that beautiful face was scalded and went red.

“Consort Goddess, does this tea taste good?” Jing Yue kept holding the hot teapot. She stared at Fu RuoQing with a pair of ice-cold eyes and said, “Do you need me to make you directly drink it?”

Chapter end