Lady Hua spoke up, and the bustling garden fell silent.
With a smile, Zhulan said, "The tea is here, and Concubine Yi will know once she tastes it."
Taking a cue from her mistress, Liu Ya went down to serve the brewed tea.
As the teacups were presented at each table, Lady Hua could tell it was fine tea just by the smell. If she couldn't overshadow Lady Yang today, wouldn't she and her husband be suppressed by the Zhou couple?
After taking a sip, Lady Hua's heart sank. Weren't the Zhous of a scholar-farmer background? How could they have such top-tier tea? Reluctant as she was, she couldn't make a fuss over nothing; she intended to overshadow Lady Yang, not to trouble her master. She kept a straight face, "Not bad."
Zhulan's smile deepened, "It seems Hua Yiren has had better tea, for even tea bestowed by the Emperor is merely 'not bad' in her eyes!"
