Cold-faced Empress

This scene left everyone speechless, barely daring to breathe, as if they were dreaming.

Hu Lingjing and Xia Suxi, standing to the side, were both visibly conflicted. Xia Suxi, in particular, who had just been ignoring Fu Siying, was now trembling with hatred.

In a short while, Mo Canglan had prepared the herbal tea.

He pushed the teacup away, his voice cold: "Enjoy your tea."

The sound was as cold as the back of a knife being struck.

Fu Siying paused, glancing at Mo Canglan's stiff, cold face, her heart pounding. Clearly, if she dared to ask for a third cup of iced tea, Mo Canglan would definitely glare at her deadly!

After finishing her second cup of herbal tea, Youyou's eyes lit up, and she reached into her pocket, pulling out something and holding it in her palm.

Still in a suicidal tone: "Thank you for the herbal tea, Your Highness. Please extend your hand so I can return the favor."

If she didn't offer a return gift, Mo Canglan would definitely ignore her. Offering a return gift at least saved him some face in front of everyone.

Nevertheless, Mo Canglan reached out slowly, his movements filled with disdain.

Upon seeing him extend his hand, Fu Siying immediately reached out and tied a thin red rope around Mo Canglan's wrist in the blink of an eye!

Her slender, delicate hand traced the red rope from his wrist to the other end. Fu Siying then wrapped the other end of the red rope around her own wrist!

A red string, one end tied to him, the other to her. On Qixi Festival, tying the red thread together—what a perfect gift!

"How about we exchange this return gift for two cups of herbal tea from Your Highness?" Fu Siying asked with a smile.

Mo Canglan's gaze lingered on both ends of the red rope for a few moments, and he probably didn't even realize that the coldness and disdain on his face had instantly vanished.

He pretended to be displeased and pondered for a moment before saying, "It's alright." For some reason, he was somewhat pleased with her little trick.

"It's alright, just accept it." It was just a red string, and Fu Siying didn't mind that his tone was full of magnanimity, as if he couldn't be bothered to argue with her.

Mo Canglan nodded: "Yes." Such a living person, and one who had long been designated as a member of his Mu Wang Mansion, should naturally be accepted.

And so, one person thought the gift they gave was a red string, and the other thought the gift they received was a living person, and the two of them reached a perfect deal!

The onlookers felt a strange pang of unease, and some loners even experienced a strong sense of discomfort.

Even though they didn't say anything sweet or mushy, why does it give me goosebumps?

Are Prince Mu and Miss Fu showing off?! Aren't they?!

If two cups of herbal tea can get you a beautiful woman, then they should all go and sell herbal tea!

After appeasing Mo Canglan, Fu Siying immediately glanced to the side.

"Hu Lingjing, why don't you go sit somewhere else?"

She raised her hand, revealing the red thread connecting her to Mo Canglan, gleaming brightly: "On this Qixi Festival, you wouldn't be so heartless as to try and break up lovers, would you?"

Hu Lingjing had been seething with anger and resentment ever since she witnessed Fu Siying's brief exchange with Mo Canglan. Now, hearing Fu Siying so bluntly tell her to leave, she could no longer hold back.

"Fu Siying, everything is about first come, first served. If anyone's leaving, it's you. We were here first!"

A pun!

Not only were they the first to arrive here, but Xia Suxi also met Prince Mu first.

Fu Siying quickly put on an annoyed expression at Hu Lingjing's loud and boisterous behavior, waving her hands repeatedly: "Fine, fine, you can stay. But I also have to sit next to Prince Mu, so you should at least let your maid leave, right?"