A Magic Steeped In Poison (The book of tea, 1)

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Ritengo che meriti molto, soprattutto per l'idea di base del the che, in base alla sua preparazione, produce un incantesimo diverso, ma anche per la crescita della protagonista, per i rapporti tra i personaggi, i colpi di scena che ti tengono incollatə alle pagine e le descrizioni così poetiche e così piene di metafore che quasi ti cullano nella loro semplice bellezza. Overall, this was a decent read- a bit disappointing but also not bad 🫶🫶 I would still recommend this duology if you're looking for:

Another POV was introduced out of the blue, which also confused me. The narrative is told from Ning's and Kang's perspectives, and aside from Kang's perspective being told in the third person, both perspectives sounded the same. Actually, almost all of the characters shared a similar sound. It was challenging to get engaged in the story because the entire thing was told in a detached, mass manner. This story felt drawn out and repetitive because Ning's thoughts and emotions were constantly described rather than actually demonstrated, a flaw I was willing to ignore in the first book. Este libro es un frasco de veneno, hermoso e inofensivo desde el exterior, pero hecho de una combinación de elementos que encajan adecuadamente entre ellos para componer algo tan perfecto como mortal. A breathtaking tale with a stunning magic system rooted deep in Chinese mythology and tea-making traditions. Lin's originality truly blew my mind. Love and magic overflows past the brim in this work of beauty." —Xiran Jay Zhao, New York Times-bestselling author of Iron Widow For me the romance started out well in this series- in #1, it was super cute and I felt the chemistry, so I was excited to see more of Ning and Kang in this book. But... it just fell so flat 🥲🥲☹️☹️ I really didn't feel a whole ton of chemistry or tension between them, which was SO disappointing 😭😭 The romance was also nonexistent for the first half and by the time we saw more of them in the second half i was just so uninvested in their relationship 🫤This feels like the kind of book that will become an instant favorite for fantasy lovers—it certainly is for me—what are some of your favorite reads?

For Ning, the only thing worse than losing her mother is knowing that it's her own fault. She was the one who unknowingly brewed the poison tea that killed her — the poison tea that now threatens to also take her sister, Shu. I LOVED having Kang’s POV this time around! His tale of redemption was woven with care, and this tale is as much his, as Ning’s. So it's pretty exiting, in that everyone is basically afraid for their lives and trying to both survive, but make sure that their respective sides end up on the throne. Here's the thing: While I absolutely appreciated this, I didn't feel a sense of actual danger? Like sure, I knew that cognitively the characters were technically in danger, running for their lives and from their foes, but... I just didn't actually feel it? Never forget, she told us. The world began with a dream. Our lives are the same. Keep dreaming, my daughters. The world is greater than you know.”the story flows by without a bump (which is odd, in and of itself) but more than that,.. it was like the author’s just trying to rush you from one plot point to another. there were way too many convenient coincidences, more plot holes that were thrown in(??) randomly for no discernible purpose and then just never mentioned again. all of this, and more, led me to never feeling immersed in the storytelling and cost me whatever interest i initially had in the book. Honestly, I think that the first volume in this series could have been written as a standalone and the rest of the series combined into it. Though it's not a bad book, While this is a decent duology outcome and everything is resolved by the end, I didn't find this as enjoyable as the first book, which I thought was doing okay and that I still enjoyed. The greatest shénnóng-shi can see the future unfolding, wavering in the steam over a well-brewed cup. Once, Mother brewed fù pén zi, dried from the leaves of the raspberry bush, for a pregnant woman in the village. The steam burned blue in the morning air, taking the form of four shining needles. From this, she discerned correctly that the child would be stillborn.