Wrapped in a crimson cloak, in an instant, the demure and elegant figure became breathtakingly beautiful with a single smile.
Lu Zhiling saw it clearly, and for a moment his breath caught.
Su Zizhan cast a chilly glance at Hua Yan as if he couldn't bear it, turned his face away, and shifted his gaze to Liu Fuxiang lying on the ground, asking emotionlessly, "What happened here?"
Qiuyue, having finished taking Liu Fuxiang's pulse, was busy trying to get the water out of her stomach and did not have time to answer.
Hua Yan shrugged, smiling as she said, "The Marquis of Wuwei's stepmother seems to harbor some resentment towards me. Upon our first meeting today, she was full of bile, giving me a hard time repeatedly. I figured it must be because the summer heat makes the cool lake water beneficial for reviving the spirits, so I invited her to take a dip."
