C23

"What happened to her?"

"Yeah, why are you not moving?"

"I don't think so. Is he scared?"

Mo Xiyan stood motionlessly on the small stage for a long time, arousing a flurry of discussion from the audience.

Mo Jingyuan, who was standing next to her, slightly tilted her head as she whispered, "Mo Xiyan, I want to see how you'll win!"

On the other side was the eldest daughter of the Assassin clan, Wang Qianrou. She wasn't familiar with the Mo sisters, so after she got on the stage, she didn't look in their direction.

However, she was too close. She picked up the tea leaves and put them into the teapot. When she looked up, she saw Mo Xiyan standing there in a daze.

She frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and called out to her softly. "Miss Mo, aren't you going to start?"

Mo Xiyan didn't expect Wang Qianrou to call her. After a moment of surprise, she turned her head and said, "Oh, I'll start right away."

Wang Qianrou did not say anything after hearing her words. She merely nodded her head and continued to look away.

Imperial Protector Princess was probably the only one who knew.

She knew that someone had touched Mo Xiyan's tea. Although it wasn't directed by her, it was her tacit approval. She wanted to see how Mo Xiyan would win under such circumstances and how Murong Yu would respond.

However, to everyone's surprise, after a long pause, Mo Xiyan actually started to move.

Her brewing movements were as smooth as flowing water. As she raised her hand, the whole set of movements was completed.

Not long after, the fragrance of the tea wafted out. It would not be excessive to say that it was fragrant.

What was going on? Mo Jingyuan paused in her tea making. She looked at Mo Xiyan in disbelief. When she realized that she was really serious about making tea, her eyes couldn't help but widen.

Her whole heart was about to stop from shaking. This was impossible, absolutely impossible. Wasn't the taste of the tea gone? How did she cook it?

At that moment, Mo Xiyan's head tilted to the side and met her gaze.

She smiled at Mo Jingyuan, parted her lips, and said, "Mo Jingyuan, you've lost for sure."

Although she did not say anything, Mo Jingyuan was able to read her thoughts.

Mo Jingyuan was so angry that her entire body was trembling. Damn bitch! She actually dared to say such words to me?

Due to her unstable mood, she stopped making the tea. After pausing for a few seconds, water started gushing out from the teapot.

The scalding water slid down the counter and landed on Mo Jingyuan's feet.

"Ah!" She exclaimed and jumped up.

As soon as she moved, the teapot on the stage fell to the ground with a thud, shattering into pieces.

"What should I do if it's destroyed?" Mo Jingyuan exclaimed. If the teapot was broken, her tea would be ruined. She would lose!

How could this be possible!?

At the same time, Mo Xiyan's side was gradually entering a state of tranquility.

Although her original tea leaves had disappeared, the tea leaves in her spatial space were rich in spirituality and also contained Wood Qi s. Even if this tea leaves were brewed normally, it would be enough to earn her the best reputation.

She didn't want to use it because it would be unfair to others.

However, in this situation, she had no choice but to use it.

Actually, she had already known from the beginning that this was a trap set up by Mo Jingyuan.

Since she was able to reach inside the princess' mansion, then don't blame her for using extraordinary methods.

Just as her tea was about to be boiled, Mo Jingyuan suddenly screamed.

"It must be you!"

As she said that, she rushed to the front of Mo Xiyan's stage and grabbed her by the sleeve. With a ferocious expression, she said, "Speak, is it you? You did it to me, didn't you? "

Mo Xiyan looked at her coldly. She grabbed her wrist and exerted her strength. "Little sister, stop joking around."

She shifted her gaze, pretending to only just see the situation on her side. "The teapot is broken, it's fine. There's still a spare one at the bottom, so little sister should make more tea. After all, there's not much time left."

How could Mo Jingyuan listen to him now? She desperately tried to withdraw her hand, but how could she be Mo Xiyan's opponent? No matter how she tried, she couldn't move. The feeling of being bound made her mood collapse even more.

"Bitch, you damned bitch. You actually want to destroy my hand?"

"Little sister, don't be agitated." Mo Xiyan brought her to the side of the stage. Her actions were very domineering, so no matter how unwilling Mo Jingyuan was, she could only follow her.

"Little sister, let's start over. It's still too late. Trust me."

Mo Xiyan saw the gentleness in Mo Jingyuan's eyes. She did indeed look like a good elder sister who loved her little sister.

In contrast to Mo Jingyuan's malevolence, she was as beautiful as an angel.

Mo Jingyuan, on the other hand, was not the least bit beautiful apart from her malevolence and ugliness.

This clear contrast shocked everyone present once again.

"Miss Mo is truly worthy of her title of true descendant. Her bearing is indeed different."

"That's right, it's a pity that she never showed herself before. If only we could get to know her as soon as possible, then that would be great."

The comments from the crowd were all in Mo Xiyan's favor. Mo Jingyuan finally realized what mistake she had made.

She took a deep breath, but the anger in her chest couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard she tried.

"Little sister, if you don't go back now, it'll really be too late." Mo Xiyan suddenly went close to Mo Jingyuan's ear and whispered, "Do you really want to lose?"

The word 'defeat' caused Mo Jingyuan's mood to collapse once again.

"The one who lost today will definitely be you. How can it be me?" She shook off Mo Xiyan's hand and glared at her. "Mo Xiyan, don't be complacent. There's still time. The tea I make is definitely better than yours. Don't be complacent."

Mo Xiyan was pushed back a few steps and her heel landed on the side of the stage. She was on the verge of falling down.

She slightly raised her head, and her eyes instantly turned red. She looked at Mo Jingyuan with a choked voice and said, "Little sister, I know you cooked better than mine, so you have to work hard."

"You don't need to be so kind, Mo Xiyan. Just wait and see."

Mo Jingyuan threw down those words and turned back to her own small platform.

Everyone's opinions of her had turned from a blind eye. This Miss Mo Er had no bearing at all. If anyone were to marry her in the future, their family would definitely not be at ease.

Even Imperial Protector Princess felt that she must have been blinded by the prawn rice before this. Why would she think that this girl was a good person?

Mo Xiyan lowered her eyes and tidied up her clothes before glancing at Mo Jingyuan. She then sighed and started to boil her own tea.

Mo Jingyuan, you will definitely lose this battle.

In the Dao of Tea, one should focus on calmness and calmness. In the future, if she were to be patient and lose her composure, how could the tea brewed by her be good?

This time, she wanted to show her what good tea was!