Yingyue was a little shocked: "Who is the boss behind this small teahouse? How could he get this kind of tea?"

Lin Jiuqing drank his tea slowly and said with a smile: "Probably, he is an old acquaintance."

Before Yingyue could react, Lin Jiuqing looked towards the stairs and said, "An old acquaintance is here."

When Yingyue turned around, she saw the veiled lady boss standing behind the counter. She was coming out of the stairs, walking upright and with her neck slightly raised, she had an indescribable aura.

Yingyue looked at him for a few more times and felt that the figure in front of her was very familiar. She must have seen this person before. However, she couldn't think of where she had seen this person before.

When the woman came closer, Lin Jiuqing said to Yingyue, "I'll talk to the boss lady. You take the children somewhere else."

The proprietress pointed to a room not far away and said, "I have prepared some drinks there. The girl can take her child there."

Yingyue glanced at Lin Jiuqing, and when she saw Lin Jiuqing nodded, she turned around and took the child to the room. Only Lin Jiuqing and the woman were left there.

Lin Jiuqing pointed to the seat opposite her, and after she sat down, he personally poured her tea and said with a smile, "Please."

The woman looked at Lin Jiuqing for a moment, then raised her hand and took off the veil from her face.

This woman was none other than the virtuous imperial concubine, Lin Qingqing, who had died of a serious illness a few months ago.

She suddenly became seriously ill and quickly became thinner. By the time she "died", she was so thin that she was almost unrecognizable.

Now, several months have passed, she is a little fatter than she was then, her cheeks are no longer sunken, and her eyes have become brighter.

But overall, she was still a little thin. I guess that serious illness she had in the past hurt her and she hasn't recovered yet.

Lin Qingqing looked across at the other side: "Did you recognize me at first sight?"

Lin Jiuqing: "You are easy to recognize."

Lin Qingqing sneered: "I thought I hid it well."

Lin Jiuqing laughed: "For people who are familiar with you, a veil is not necessary at all."

"Why do you know me?" Lin Qingqing frowned, with some disdain in her tone, "You should keep your eyes on His Majesty, the Crown Prince, and your children, not on a dead person like me."

The words were as harsh as ever.

Lin Jiuqing was not angry, but looked around the teahouse and said with a smile: "What a great place, Miss Lin really knows how to live."

Lin Qingqing then took a sip of the tea in front of her, leaned back, and relaxed: "It's okay."

"After I left the palace, my father took me to a farm in the suburbs to recuperate for a while. When I got better, I started to open this teahouse." Lin Qingqing took another sip of tea and said slowly, "With my status, there is no place for me in the Shangshu Mansion. I have to find a way to support myself, right?"

Lin Jiuqing glanced at her and said, "You sound pathetic, as if Minister Lin doesn't care about your daughter anymore... But this tea is quite good. Who sent it?"

Lin Qingqing was silent for a moment, then glared at Lin Jiuqing: "My father sent this, are you satisfied?"

She rolled her eyes: "I know my father loves me, but I can't be without conscience."

If she still lived in the Shangshu Mansion, she would cause trouble for the mansion sooner or later. It would be good for everyone if she distanced herself from the mansion on the surface.