Chapter 1425 - 1442: The Mystery of Xia Xiaonuan’s Origins (Part 2)

Chapter 1425: Chapter 1442: The Mystery of Xia Xiaonuan’s Origins (Part 2)

Step by step, she climbed the stairs, and Xiaonuan unknowingly clenched her palms in cold sweat.

Originally, she planned to call Nangong Yaoling before coming, but thinking that he might be working or in a meeting, she didn’t want to worry him.

After all, the matter with Nangong Zhongli was over.

Moreover, she seemed to have guessed what Nangong Jinlie was going to say.

On the way here, she thought a lot.

Whether she was Xia Qiqi or Xia Xiaonuan, she was Nangong Yaoling’s wife.

She would guard their love, just as Nangong Yaoling had always silently protected her.

So, with this determination, she relaxed a lot.

In the study, Nangong Jinlie was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, and when she saw him, Xia Xiaonuan was slightly stunned.

After a few days apart, Nangong Jinlie’s gray hair seemed to have increased significantly.

His face looked older, but his gaze was sharper than ever.

"Grandpa." Xiaonuan entered the door and greeted him with a smile.

"Xiaonuan, you’ve come." Nangong Jinlie also smiled at her, but there seemed to be something else in that smile.

Xiaonuan nodded and asked with concern, "Grandpa, is your health okay?"

"Much better, just an old ailment. The doctor prescribed some medicine, and it’s fine. After all, when people get old, their bodies get a little worn out."

At this time, the butler came forward and pulled out a sofa chair in front of Nangong Jinlie for Xiaonuan.

The chair was made of solid wood, covered with a thick Italian mink blanket. Sitting down, it felt warm and comfortable, and where the fingertips touched, it exuded a noble smoothness.

Yet, this chair made Xiaonuan feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

For a time, the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

Xiaonuan distinctly felt a sharp gaze from across the room, while the butler poured her a cup of tea.

The air was filled with a faint tea aroma.

Xiaonuan hurriedly took the teacup, looked at Nangong Jinlie, and asked somewhat uneasily:

"Grandpa, you suddenly called me... is there something wrong?"

Nangong Jinlie smiled. "Xiaonuan, taste this tea, how does it taste?"

Xiaonuan lowered her head and took a sip.

The tea was fragrant and sweet, with a faint matcha flavor, yet unlike it, there was a subtle milk aroma, intermingled with a faint mint fragrance, overall indescribable but particularly pleasant to smell and extremely sweet and comfortable on the palate.

"The taste is excellent, it has a milk fragrance, and it’s very fresh. This is the best tea I’ve ever tasted." Xiaonuan couldn’t help but smile and praised it sincerely.

Nangong Jinlie suddenly laughed heartily.

"Xiaonuan, have you forgotten, this is the Italian tea you loved as a child, brewed with the first dewdrop of the morning. The tea has a milk fragrance because the water for irrigating it is natural spring water. Additionally, milk is added, and the proportion of milk is very particular, it must be five percent of the spring water, not more or less; too much will kill the tea tree, too little won’t yield this milk fragrance;

Moreover, this tea tree is planted in the best-lit area in Italy and can only be harvested once a year, extremely rare.

Therefore, it not only has a rich flavor but also requires morning dew to brew such a taste."

After listening to Nangong Jinlie, Xiaonuan couldn’t help but be amazed, but more than that, there was a vague unease.

"Grandpa, this tea... I haven’t had it before."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Grandpa, you must know by now, this tea, I have never had it before." Xiaonuan repeated.