Lenglei efficiently changed the tea for everyone and poured new cups of tea.
The group was puzzled and looked at their teacups.
Tinglan picked up her teacup, opened the lid, and was greeted by a puff of hot steam.
"Huh, sister, this tea has the fragrance of Moli," said Tinglan, the first to speak out. Curious, she sniffed it again and took a small sip, discovering a slight sweetness, "It's fragrant and sweet, delicious."
"Mine is magnolia," Qinmeng, with her sharp sense of smell, knew as soon as she lifted the lid that the rich fragrance came from magnolia flowers.
"Mine is lily," said Beitang Xuan, who smelled and then gently sipped the tea, slowly swallowing it; the delicate and elegant fragrance filled his mouth completely, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
Jueqing watched their expressions and also picked up his cup, sniffing carefully. Despite his efforts, he couldn't identify the scent of the flower. Dissatisfied, he took another sip and just felt the fragrance lasting.