When Mo Yu left Tradition Academy that day, he saw the old door in the palace’s wall. Maybe this key was used to open that door.
Perhaps this middle aged woman has the permission to leave royal palace whenever she wants? Then her status in the royal palace was extraordinary.
The middle aged woman pointed at the stone table and gestured him to sit down,
Chen Chang Sheng thought for a moment and followed her gesture.
The middle aged woman turned around and glanced at a wooden house in the depths of Herb Garden. She was silent for a long time. Suddenly her left hand landed on the stone table and lightly knocked on the surface two times.
There was a teapot on the table, and two tea cups behind the oil candle.
Chen Chang Sheng understood her meaning and picked up the teapot to fill a teacup. He handed the cup mannerly to the middle age woman.
Although the tea in the pot had no fragrance, it was thick. It should be old black tea.
It was easier to see across the table. Looking at the middle aged woman’s complexion, she shouldn’t be a concubine of the former emperor. Perhaps she’s one of the female officers under the command of Divine Queen, she may even be the leader of the female officers. But Chen Chang Sheng’s respect for her had nothing to do with her status in the royal palace, it was only because she was much older than him.
He believed that the years a person lived for was an important factor. Just like the black tea in the pot, the older, the thicker and the richer, the more a person can taste from it. He was sad that he may not live very long so he respected the elders even more.
The middle aged woman picked up the teacup and moved it close to her lips. She took a sip.
Chen Chang Sheng noticed that her lips were thicker than those of ordinary females.
It was unmannerly for him to stare at a woman’s lips, even though she was much older and just average looking. Chen Chang Sheng realized his misbehavior and quickly shifted his glance, then he saw the other teacup on the stone table.