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

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then said softly: "Sister, I know there are some misunderstandings between us, but I really want to reconcile with you sincerely. This glass of wine is my apology and sincerity to you, I hope you can accept it."

After that, she raised her glass again and gestured to Feng Yanan. However, Feng Yanan still did not move, but just sat there quietly, with a deep and complicated look in her eyes.

Suddenly, she raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a meaningful smile. She whispered, "Sister, this wine is really unique." Although her voice was soft, it revealed an indescribable sarcasm and contempt.

Lin Xiuqing was stunned, as if she didn't understand why Feng Yanan suddenly said that. But Feng Yanan didn't give her any chance to explain, but just continued to look at her with a smile, as if she was watching a clown performing.

Feng Yanan deliberately picked up the wine jug in front of Lin Xiuqing. Her movements were slow and deliberate. She gently turned the wine jug, as if studying the lines and texture on it. Her sharp eyes glanced at Lin Xiuqing from time to time, as if observing her reaction.

Lin Xiuqing was shocked when she saw this. She suddenly had a bad feeling that Feng Yanan seemed to have discovered something. Her eyes became a little flustered, and she involuntarily clenched her wine glass, her fingertips slightly white.

Feng Yanan continued to play with the wine jug, with a smile on her lips. Her eyes never left Lin Xiuqing's face, as if she wanted to read something from her expression. Lin Xiuqing felt uneasy when she was looked at by her, and felt as if she was seen through.

"Sister, this wine jug seems a little special." Feng Yanan finally spoke. Her voice was calm and cold, but revealed an imperceptible sharpness.

When Lin Xiuqing heard this, her heart tightened. She tried to stay calm and hide her uneasiness, but her voice was still trembling: "Oh, really? What do you think is special about it, sister?"

Feng Yanan did not answer directly, but continued to play with the wine pot, as if thinking about how to start the conversation. Lin Xiuqing waited nervously on the side, fearing that Feng Yanan would say something that she could not handle.

Feng Yanan looked at Lin Xiuqing's wide eyes, and a smug smile appeared on her lips. She gently turned the wine pot, and the wine swirled in it, emitting an alluring aroma. Then, she elegantly poured out a glass of wine and handed it to Lin Xiuqing.

Lin Xiuqing looked at the glass of wine, feeling mixed emotions. Her hands trembled slightly, and she could hardly catch the glass of wine. Seeing this, Feng Yanan just smiled slightly, her voice soft and full of provocation: "Since Miss Lin is so polite, I will toast you a glass too."

Lin Xiuqing took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She took the wine glass and looked at Feng Yanan, as if they were competing in silence. Feng Yanan's eyes were full of provocation and pride, while Lin Xiuqing tried to hide her inner panic and fear.

Lin Xiuqing put down her wine glass, her inner tension almost overflowing from her chest. She felt her palms were already wet, and beads of sweat were quietly sliding down her forehead. She tried to suppress her inner panic, pretended to be calm and raised her head, and said to Feng Yanan: "How can this be! It's my sister's fault, and I should respect my elder sister."

However, Feng Yanan did not respond to her words, but smiled coldly and said, "Sister, you don't appreciate it!"

"Oh, or is there something wrong with this wine?"

When Lin Xiuqing heard this, her heart suddenly tightened. She quickly shook her head and denied it: "How is this possible? How can there be a problem with the wine? Didn't my sister just drink a glass just now!" Her words were full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if she was afraid that Feng Yanan would doubt her because of this.

Feng Yanan looked at Lin Xiuqing's nervous expression and became more certain that there was something wrong with the wine. She decided to continue to increase her efforts to make Lin Xiuqing completely lose her composure. So, she deliberately said in a provocative tone: "Since my sister said there is no problem, then drink another glass to prove it to me."

Lin Xiuqing was even more flustered when she heard this. She held the wine glass tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force. She looked at the liquid in the glass with complicated eyes, her heart was surging. She put the aphrodisiac that Zuo Xinyi had secretly stuffed into her today in the wine, a legendary powerful drug that could make people lose their minds in a short period of time and fall into a dazed state.

Her heartbeat echoed in her chest like thunder, and every beat reminded her that she couldn't drink this glass of wine. She pretended to be calm and slowly put the glass down. She forced a stiff smile on her face and said to Feng Yanan, "Sister, I can't drink much. I can only drink one glass at most! If I drink more, I will be drunk!"