So it turned out he was the one who had ordered the water prepared at the Duke Mansion. While Liang Wan was surprised, she also felt it was only logical. After all, Lu Ying was the mistress of the Duke Mansion.
"Don't worry. I know you and Princess Yuzhang aren't close."
But these two brief sentences, in the eyes of a keen observer, looked like an act of clinging, coquettish affection.
Not only were there bouquets of calamus and fragrant herbs hanging by the gates of the Princess Mansion, but maidservants were also there to welcome guests. They carried small baskets filled with freshly picked Orchids and intricately woven, five-colored silk ribbons—a truly thoughtful touch.
Liang Wan picked an Orchid and toyed with it in her hand. Lu Xiu glanced at the silk ribbons, chose one, and tied it around her wrist.
"Well now, it's only been a few days, but look how different things are!"
SNAP. A folding fan unfurled before her eyes.
