Fallen Into Lu Liangwei’s Trap

In the living room.

Lu Liangwei looked at Wanyan Luosang and said sarcastically, "The tea's not poisoned. You can drink it without worry, Princess Luosang."

Wanyan Luosang was a little sheepish. Even the slowest person would be able to detect the sarcasm in her words.

"I'm not as cautious as you are, Your Highness." Twisting her lips into a smile, she picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Unruffled, Lu Liangwei stuck a bamboo pick into a piece of cake and chewed on it slowly.

She was still silent even after Wanyan Luosang had finished her cup of tea, and the latter could not help growing agitated.

"I believe you didn't bring me to the Grand Princess Mansion just to watch you have tea, Your Highness."