Now, all eyes were on Zhi Wan.
Some gazes were sympathetic, others held schadenfreude, and a few, of course, were filled with worry for her.
Lu Lan bit her lip and tugged on Lu Jinglan's sleeve. "Aunt, what are we going to do?" she asked anxiously. "Sister Zhi Wan will have to get on her knees and bark like a dog soon..." But a hint of a smile hid in her eyes. 'This is going to be fun.'
Lu Jinglan also wore an anxious expression and couldn't help but plead, "Commandery Princess, Zhi Wan has never been well-read. It's only natural for her to lose to Yanran. Could you please change the terms of the bet? Kneeling and barking like a dog... that's too cruel to Zhi Wan."
Ouyang Zhenzhu was naturally burning with anxiety as well, but when she heard what the two were saying, she couldn't help but mutter, "You didn't help stop it earlier, but you're pleading for her now. So hypocritical."
