Especially the beauty before him, with her eyebrows and eyes clear and cold, yet bearing a hint of spring passion, almost instantly provoked a reaction in him.
Disaster!
Wei Zheng was greatly fearful.
In the Imperial Cavalry Division, he was accustomed to dirty deeds done away from the light, and he had the treacherous tactics of the deep-seated residences within the palace at his fingertips; he immediately understood Feng Yun's words.
Li Sangruo had tampered with his wine.
And that accidental spill on his clothes from the tea was not by chance.
"Madam..." Wei Zheng's eyes reddened, his entire body tensed, his voice seeming to struggle through his clenched teeth, cold and angry.
"How would I dare offend the madam? Today's incident, truly, was not my intention."
Feng Yun sneered, "Was it Empress Dowager Li who coerced you?"
Wei Zheng shook his head, his throat felt irritated, and he started feeling a bit aggrieved.
