Ren Suqiong could not help herself again and reminded, "Changsheng, back in the Sheng Country Imperial Palace, the drink you served to Du Zongsheng, Lu Xingzhen, Sheng Jiayan was made from Bai Shizhi's ashes. Just now, you also used Bai Shizhi's ashes to brew tea for Lan Zhujun. Are you sure Bai Shizhi's ashes are enough?"
Ji Changsheng thought for a bit, and replied, "Enough?"
"Pfft!"
Ren Suqiong sprayed her tea.
"In the end, is it enough or not?"
Ji Changsheng was very calm. "What's there to fear? If there's not enough, I'll mix in some seasoning to make it taste better."
Ren Suqiong couldn't help but shiver.
Lan Zhujun almost knelt down.
But she quickly adjusted her mood and praised, "Master is indeed kind and magnanimous."
Ren Suqiong: "...Senior Sister Lan, don't be like this. In my eyes, you were previously quite aloof."
