So, she wasn't as calm as she had imagined, huh?
Or should I say, it was only when Emperor Quan was mentioned that she became unsettled?
Narrowing her lips, Yan Zhan seemed in quite a good mood today. He didn't show any emotion in response to her venomous words; instead, he pulled his elbow back and lazily leaned against the sofa, watching her with a languid expression.
Soon enough, someone brought over some tea.
"Miss, please have some tea."
The voice sounded familiar; Zhan Se lifted her head and squinted. Although the woman had changed her clothes and had removed the elaborate makeup from her face, upon closer inspection, one could still recognize her as the proprietress of the Shu River Ancient Town Tea House.
A beautiful woman.
Without the intricate ethnic costumes, without her face concealed by makeup, she looked more innocent yet less flirtatious. She seemed a few years younger and appeared to be just about Zhan Se's age.
