Cui Yun: ...
Shen Hua saw that Cui Yun ignored her and licked her lips again, asking for water.
"It shouldn't be too hot or too cold, and you should put eighty-eight pieces of sugar in it. This number is even and auspicious, you have to count carefully."
"The teacup should be made from the sweet white porcelain of the Yulan flower, from Taoyuan County."
She was about to make another whimsical request.
With a heaviness in her hand, the yellow pear wood teacup was brought over. There was no sugar, and it even felt a bit hot to the touch, none of Shen Hua's demands were met.
Shen Hua pouted.
Cui Yun would not indulge her: "It's just boiled water, if you don't drink it, put it down."
Shen Hua's cheeks grew redder, as if burning. But she was really too thirsty, and seeing Cui Yun showing no concession, she could only reluctantly bring it to her lips.
She blew on it, sipping little by little.
