The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 358 - 237: The Three Beginnings of the Imperial Capital!

The night was deep, and Cersei was brewing a pot of flower tea.

Clad in pure white, Druid held a warm white teapot, pouring boiling water that cascaded down, creating a haze of steam, rinsing the teaware three times,

then elegantly pinched a few golden kite petals from the hairpin with her slender fingers and infused them into the teacup of hot water.

As soon as the petals touched the hot water, they softened, casting ripples of golden fragrance that merged with the mist, creating an ambiance reminiscent of the Immortal Realm, calming the mind.

Golden Kite Flowers were a gift from the goddess, setting aside their symbolic status, their inherent effects are treasures in themselves, the tea brewed from these flowers stabilizes the soul and enhances spiritual perception, its effect comparable to a magic potion specially crafted by Druids.

This pot of Golden Swallow Flower Tea was such that ordinary nobility would only have the chance to taste it if they were favored by the Royal Family.

Cersei brewed a small pot, elegantly poured three cups, keeping one for herself, and placed the rest before An Su and Merlin. Stay updated through novelbuddy

"I won’t drink." An Su stared at the enchantingly smiling bad woman before him with an expressionless face, indicating refusal, "I’m afraid it’s poisoned or unhygienic."

This bad woman had really been wanting to deal with him all along.

This stingy ghost, truly too much.

She definitely also had a grudge book, just unclear where he ranked on it.

"Golden Kite Flower Tea nourishes the mind and soothes the spirit, which for us magicians, is also helpful for the growth of the soul." Cersei gently held the flower tea, her thin lips parting slightly, took a light sip, then carefully set it back down, and explained to An Su, signaling herself perfectly fine.

"Mr. Su, please feel free to taste it." Cersei revealed a perfect smile, "there’s no poison in it—I wouldn’t use such petty tricks; they’re quite meaningless."

"That’s not the reason."

An Su shook his head, focusing on the elegant Princess’s snow-white hair and the hairpin, and politely said,

"I’m afraid your dandruff might have fallen in it. That’s why I find it unhygienic."

"..."

Merlin, who had been drinking the tea with relish, suddenly became alert, put down his cup, and looked at the Princess with horror, wondering if she had put dandruff in the tea to harm An Su?

"..." Cersei’s smile was no longer perfect.

Who on earth would poison tea with dandruff!

She had kindly brewed this flower tea for this low-born, whom many of the Nobility wished to drink and yet did not have the chance, and this was the first time she had been so scorned.

Cersei decided that when she got home, she would raise An Su’s rank near to the top of her list.

"Beautiful girls don’t have dandruff." Cersei smiled at An Su, "Mr. Su."

"You’re not a girl." An Su eyed her suspiciously, thinking she was older than him yet pretending to be pure.

"Beautiful married women don’t have dandruff either." Cersei said, expressionless.

"Since when have you become a beautiful married woman?" An Su frowned.

"Why don’t you marry me? Then I would be a married woman." Cersei rolled her eyes at An Su, her tone laced with wicked amusement.

"Don’t even think about it."

An Su saw right through Cersei’s ill intentions, unsure of how many deceitful schemes she had prepared behind the scenes; one might be accused of defiling the Royal Family and thrown into prison the next day, only to end up suiciding by eight gunshot wounds to the back.

"All in all, whether it’s a young woman or a young girl, a beautiful woman simply doesn’t have dandruff, and discussing such vulgar matters with a lady is the most disreputable behavior."

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Cersei elegantly sipped her flower tea, setting the final word on the matter, and upon hearing this Merlin, who had been convinced there were no issues, resumed his happy drinking.

An Su declined once again with a pitying look toward Merlin; he definitely wouldn’t drink the tea. The excuse of dandruff was just that—an excuse, and the real reason behind An Su’s refusal only he knew.

The Golden Kite Flowers that Cersei raised,

grew from the flesh and blood of the dead bodies of Esoteric Sect Followers.

Merlin, unaware of this truth, thought there were no dandruff issues, and drank with gusto.

After work, it was time for tea.

As a leader, he loved drinking tea on ordinary days, and subordinates, eager to ingratiate themselves, sent him many expensive ones. But what satisfied Merlin the most was the Golden Kite Flower Tea from the Royal Family, which made him feel a sense of class and status.

Perhaps it’s better not to remind her, An Su watched Merlin with sympathy; sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing.

Give respect and blessings.

An Su turned back and observed Cersei, who, despite knowing the truth, still drank the flower tea with serene grace. Just by watching her face as she drank, a sense of wariness involuntarily grew in his heart. This woman’s inner self was indeed genuinely mad, a thorough anomaly.

An anomaly even more esoteric than the real Esoteric Sect Followers.

An Su watched the Princess’s posture,

She truly savored the Golden Kite Flower Tea, her white sleeves lightly covering her lips, bringing the cup to her mouth, first delicately touching with the tip of her tongue, then taking a shallow sip. The steamy warmth wafted up, the delicate fragrance lingering in the moonlight.

She squinted her eyes contentedly as if a cat basking in the Sun, seemingly reminiscing over the mellow taste of the tea and the aftertaste that followed, then lazily sighed, her exquisite profile blushing faintly, a scene as beautiful as a sunset shading the pure white sky.

This posture, seen by anyone, would suggest this girl was a quiet, elegant, and innocent young miss.

To bring such a high-born from the Imperial Capital into the ranks of the Esoteric Sect was a headache for An Su.

But the one thing he was absolutely certain about was that the Esoteric Sect Followers were indeed in for a treat.