Warm Pavilion.
Princess Wanping reclined leisurely on the Imperial Concubine's Couch, sipping on the nourishing soup specially prepared by the kitchen for her.
"Greetings to the Princess."
Meng Qianqian curtsied respectfully.
Princess Wanping glanced up at her, a faint smile on her lips: "You look well. How were the ginger pills I gave you?"
Are you seriously bringing up the ginger pills?
The whole reason I'm here today is to hold you accountable for those ginger pills!
Who drugs someone and then has the audacity to flaunt it, seeking congratulations from the victim?
Are you and Lu Yuan secretly long-lost siblings, born to different parents maybe?
How else could you both wreak havoc with such unrepentant confidence?
Well, you're Princess Wanping. Anyone else would have been tamed by Meng Qianqian long ago.
Meng Qianqian took a deep breath and smiled faintly: "Anything bestowed by the Princess is, of course, excellent."
