The atmosphere tensed up once again.
Imperial Consort Hua leisurely picked up the hot tea, blew it gently, took a shallow sip, but didn't say a word.
Su Pan'er remained kneeling by her side, not moving, not speaking.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before footsteps could be heard by the entrance; Young Mrs. Jun and Jun Ruoxue had returned.
The moment Young Mrs. Jun stepped through the door, she naturally scanned the faces of the two people in the room. She lowered her eyelids as though she hadn't noticed anything, her expression still cold, which mirrored her own personality.
