The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan's eyes flashed with a complex emotion. She slowly opened her mouth and deliberately asked, "Really? Then what do you think I did wrong?" Her voice revealed a firmness that could not be questioned.

After asking, she did not wait for Lin Xiuqing's answer, but turned and walked to the table, her eyes fixed on the wine jug.

She slightly opened her eyes of perspective, and her gaze passed through the smooth surface of the wine jug and penetrated into the inside of the handle.

Sure enough, inside the handle of the wine flask, she found a small protrusion. It was hidden very cleverly and difficult to detect without careful observation. The protrusion seemed to be made of some kind of metal, with a smooth surface and emitting a faint light.

Feng Yanan frowned slightly, and when she saw the small protrusion, her doubts were instantly cleared up. She was sure that this must be part of Lin Xiuqing's careful planning, and the purpose was to achieve some unknown purpose. She gently raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a disdainful smile.

These little tricks in ancient times are really unchanging. Do you think this little trick can fool me? Even if I haven't watched palace fighting dramas in my previous life, as a top agent, what kind of tricks have I not seen? You want to play this little trick on me? You really overestimate your own abilities.

Feng Yanan's eyes revealed a kind of confidence and calmness, as if she had seen through all of Lin Xiuqing's plans. She did not rush to act, but waited quietly to see what Lin Xiuqing would do next.

Lin Xiuqing didn't notice that Feng Yanan was concentrating on observing the wine pot. She was immersed in her own thoughts and thought that Feng Yanan's question might be a turning point. She was delighted and smiled sincerely, and replied, "I shouldn't have said bad things about you today. I also asked you to forgive me for my disrespect to you before."

Lin Xiuqing's words were full of sincerity and regret, as if she really hoped to take this opportunity to make peace with Feng Yanan. She looked at Feng Yanan with an expectant light in her eyes, as if she was waiting for Feng Yanan's response.

When Feng Yanan heard Lin Xiuqing's answer, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

He did not respond to Lin Xiuqing immediately, but continued to look at the wine jug, as if thinking about something.

Quietly observing Lin Xiuqing's performance, her eyes revealed a deep and calm look. Watching Lin Xiuqing working hard to show her "talent", Feng Yanan did not interrupt, nor did she show any emotion, but just sat quietly at the table, as if she was appreciating a drama whose ending she already knew.

After a long time, Feng Yanan finally moved and motioned Lin Xiuqing to sit down. Seeing this, Lin Xiuqing was delighted, thinking that her goal had been achieved, so she happily sat opposite Feng Yanan.

After Lin Xiuqing sat down, she couldn't wait to pick up the wine jug on the table. Her fingers trembled slightly, showing her inner excitement and anticipation. She carefully poured out the amber liquid, and the aroma of the wine filled the air, as if carrying an alluring magic.

She brought the full glass of wine to Feng Yanan, her face full of smiles, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Her voice had a hint of flattery: "Sister Yanan, this is the fine wine I prepared especially to apologize to you. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Then she quickly poured herself another glass of wine, raised her glass and clinked it with Feng Yanan's glass: "Let's drink this glass, and we will be good sisters from now on!" Then she drank it all in one gulp. A look of satisfaction and pride appeared on her face, as if she had seen the moment when her goal was achieved.

However, Feng Yanan just looked at her quietly without touching the glass of wine. Her eyes revealed an unfathomable light, as if she was scrutinizing Lin Xiuqing's every move. Lin Xiuqing did not notice Feng Yanan's abnormality, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, only to feel the spicy wine sliding down her throat, bringing a hot and pungent feeling. She raised her eyes, but found that Feng Yanan's glass was still full, untouched.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuqing couldn't help but feel anxious. Her face changed slightly, her brows furrowed, as if she was thinking about the deep meaning of Feng Yanan's action. She couldn't help but secretly speculate: "Sister, are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

There was a hint of trembling and uneasiness in her voice, and her eyes were fixed on Feng Yanan's face, hoping to read some clues from it. However, Feng Yanan's face was expressionless, like a pool of deep water, making it hard to fathom.

Lin Xiuqing became more and more anxious. This was the best opportunity to ruin Feng Yanan's reputation. She must not miss this chance!