30 minutes later at a teahouse in the city.
The moment Huo Yao got to the private room, she could smell the light scent of sandalwood incense. It reminded her of the scent that she had inhaled at the Imperial Medicine Store yesterday.
"Come in," said Min Yu. He was elegantly pouring tea out of a teapot kept on a table in front of him. Fumes were slowly drifting from an incense burner nearby and curling up into the air.
Huo Yao narrowed her eyes. She nodded politely to Zhuo Yun beside him and walked over. Pulling out a redwood chair, she sat down.
Zhuo Yun glanced at Huo Yao cautiously. For reasons unknown, each time he met this young lady, she gave off a mature vibe beyond her tender age. He just could not see through her.
Min Yu placed a warm teacup before Huo Yao. His fair, slender fingers held up the teapot and slowly filled her cup with dark green tea. "Mingqian Longjing. Try it."
