Your Majesty, you are under arrest

The two people who were rude at the door before, now they know the rules so well, and it really surprised everyone, Wen Baiyan's always calm face eased a little, and he reached out to take the cup in Beitang Shuo's hand and sipped it lightly. Taking a sip and handing him a red envelope, Bei Tangshuo smiled happily and said, "Thank you, father."

Seeing his smirk, the few people around him covered their mouths and snickered, with contempt on their faces, Wen Xining saw them all, and a slight sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Wen Baiyan, who has been in the officialdom for decades, gave such a wink. Wen Xining's imperceptible sneer just fell into his eyes, and the hand that had been stretched out in front of Wen Xining paused slightly, and glanced suspiciously. This daughter, whom he had never looked at directly, took the cup from her hand.

Wen Xining naturally noticed Wen Boyan's probing gaze, and the smile on his face remained undiminished, and he obediently thanked him after receiving the red envelope.

The next person to offer tea was Lin Qiao. She had always looked down on Wen Xining, so she wasn't going to show her a good face at this moment.

"Ma'am, please have tea." Wen Xining was the first to offer tea, still smiling, and brought the cup to her.

"En." With a cold snort, Lin Qiao stretched out his hand to catch the cup, but just when his hand touched the cup, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his hand shook slightly, and the cup had already come out of his hand.

"Ah..." Several hypocritical exclamations sounded, but everyone was gloating as the hot tea spilled on Wen Xining's body.

Bei Tangshuo's eyes suddenly tightened, and he was about to make a desperate move, but Wen Xining flipped his hand quickly, and the next moment, the cup had landed firmly in her hand, with not even a trace of tea in it. Spilled out, and under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, he held it up in front of Lin Qiao again, "Auntie, please have some tea."

With a calm face and calm voice, it seems that nothing happened just now.

Beitang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spread in his heart, this girl is really not simple.

And Lin Qiao stared blankly at Wen Xining, then at the steaming tea in front of him, so he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and said with a guilty conscience, "Okay...okay..."

But when she drank the tea, the bitterness in her mouth was as grainy as sand, which made her almost spit out the tea. When she turned her head, she saw Wen Baiyan's slightly dissatisfied eyes. Enduring the discomfort and swallowing it, there is unspeakable suffering.

"Ma'am, Shuo'er offers tea to you." Beitang Shuo raised the teacup to the troubled Lin Qiao with a smile all over his face.

Lin Qiao looked at the tea in the cup, and instinctively told her that there must be something wrong with it, but...Although he is a fool, he is still a prince. If she dares not drink the tea that the prince respects, she will die.The outstretched hand trembled even more this time, and the movement became even slower.

Bei Tangshuo, who was originally excited, seemed impatient to wait, seeing her delay in picking up the cup, he suddenly grinned and said, "Ma'am, you are so slow, hey, here you are."

Before Lin Qiao could react, Beitang Shuo had already placed the cup heavily in Lin Qiao's half-stretched hand, and hot tea splashed out.

"Ah!!!!" A scream accompanied by the sound of porcelain shattering came from the main hall of Wenxiang Mansion.