When Gu Qingxue saw Rong Zhan, she suddenly had a feeling that she had been schemed against.
It seemed that it was a lie to ask her for a reward today. These people had obviously set up a banquet for her.
"Rise." Rong Zhan sat on the main seat generously, reaching out to take the tea from Liu Yi's hand.
When Gu Qingxue saw Rong Zhan's lazy expression, it was as if she was facing a great enemy.
This man was as confident and strong as she had seen him for the first time. Moreover, he was from the prince regent's manor, so his status was either rich or noble. She, a village woman, could not resist him.
However, this did not mean that she was afraid of him.
"Is this young lady the one who got the Worry-Relieving Grass?" Fu Cheng looked at Gu Qingxue and could not help but sigh at her amazing appearance.
However, Fu Cheng only had time to take a look before he withdrew his gaze.