It was already noon, and the morning light in Prince Chen's Mansion seemed a little lazy.

The sunlight shines through the carved window lattices and onto the bluestone floor, adding a touch of warmth to this quaint mansion.

However, beneath this tranquility, an alternative storm called "serving tea" is quietly unfolding.

Lin Nuoer was wearing a light-colored dress and holding a tray with two cups of steaming, fragrant tea placed steadily on it.

There was a serious yet slightly sly smile on her face, as if this was not just a cup of tea, but a "peace declaration" that she had carefully planned.

"Sister, please have tea."

Lin Nuo'er's voice was clear and pleasant, with a barely perceptible tremor, but more of it was firmness.

She bent her legs and knelt in front of Liu Yaoyao obediently.

If an outsider saw this scene, they would definitely think that it was a young lady performing a ceremony.

Liu Yaoyao was stunned. She never expected Lin Nuoer to do this.

Looking at the woman in front of her who once made her love and hate, now appeared in front of her in an almost humble manner.

Liu Yaoyao's heart was like a surging river or sea, with all kinds of mixed feelings intertwined, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

She was stunned for a moment, with her hands hanging in the air, not knowing where to put them.

"This this……"

She said "this" twice, but it was as if something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter any further words for a long time.

Lin Nuoer's lips curled up into a bitter smile, her eyes slightly red in the morning light, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

But her tone was unusually firm.

"Sister, do you think this tea is not fragrant enough, or do you not want to forgive your sister for her past recklessness?"

Liu Yaoyao waved her hands quickly, fearing that Lin Nuoer would misunderstand.

"No, no, no, Concubine Lin, you misunderstood. I just... I just didn't expect you to do this, and I was a little overwhelmed for a moment."

As she spoke, she squatted down and tried to look Lin Nuoer in the eye, her eyes full of complicated emotions.

Lin Nuoer sighed softly, with a barely perceptible cunning glint in her eyes.

"Sister, I know there were some unpleasant things between us in the past, but those are all things of the past. Now we live under the same roof, and we will see each other every day. Why not let those grudges go with the wind?"

As she spoke, Lin Nuoer moved forward again, almost touching Liu Yaoyao's nose, and spoke seriously.

"This cup of tea is not only my apology for the past, but also my hope for our harmonious coexistence in the future. Sister, you won't even give me this little bit of face, right?"

Liu Yaoyao was amused by Lin Nuoer's words.

She couldn't help but chuckle, reached out to take the teacup, and said softly.

"You are getting better and better at talking. I'll drink the tea."

The two looked at each other and smiled, their smiles showing both relief and expectation.

Lin Nuoer took the opportunity to stand up and brushed the dust off her knees, as if she had accomplished an important mission.

"See, I told you, there's nothing a cup of tea can't solve. If there is, then two cups!"

Seeing this, the servants around smiled even more brightly, like flowers blooming in spring, warm and bright.

They either lowered their heads and chuckled, or exchanged meaningful glances.

"Look, the two masters of our palace are getting more and more in sync with each other."

There was a subtle joy in the air, and even the wind was a little cheerful.

Ling Chenyu sat at the table, his brows furrowed, his face looking so embarrassed that water could be squeezed out of it.

The sudden absurdity of last night was like a sudden storm, and he is still immersed in confusion and regret.

He secretly glanced at Lin Nuoer, his heart in turmoil, wondering how to start the conversation so that this misunderstanding would disappear.

Just as he was racking his brains to come up with a story.

Lin Nuoer seemed to have seen through his thoughts and suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.

"Your Highness, you don't need to explain. I understand."

Lin Nuoer's lips curled up into a sly smile, with a playful gleam in her eyes.

She waved her hands in a pretentious manner, as if she was comforting a child who had done something wrong.

When Ling Chenyu heard this, he almost fell off his chair.

He widened his eyes and looked at Lin Nuoer in disbelief, secretly groaning in his heart.

"This girl, when did she become so 'considerate'?"

He quickly took a step forward and wanted to grab Lin Nuoer's hand to show his sincerity and apology.

But Lin Nuoer seemed to be prepared. She dodged his "claws" nimbly and smiled even more brightly.

"Your Highness, I am not angry."

Lin Nuoer patted his shoulder as she spoke, so lightly that it seemed as if she was patting a kitten.

"As a man, there are always those nights when you have to. I understand. I really understand."

Ling Chenyu felt mixed emotions when he heard this.

He looked at Lin Nuo'er with a mixture of laughter and tears, grateful for her tolerance and generosity, yet feeling extremely ashamed of his own ridiculous behavior last night.

"Nuo'er, you...are you really not angry?"

Ling Chenyu asked tentatively, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

Lin Nuoer shrugged and answered in a nonchalant manner.

"Angry? Of course I am! But even if I am angry, I still have to live my life. Besides, you didn't mean it, right?"

The heavy stone in Ling Chenyu's heart finally fell to the ground.

He looked at Lin Nuoer with gratitude and vowed in his heart that he must cherish this relationship more in the future.

The servants around were watching with great interest, exchanging knowing smiles from time to time.

At this moment, Liu Yaoyao's heart felt like it was being pierced gently yet firmly by countless tiny steel needles.

Each blow was precise and accurate, painful enough not to make her completely collapse, but enough to make her frown.

She forced a bitter smile.

She secretly complained: "This feeling is a hundred times more uncomfortable than pricking your finger while embroidering!"

She looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, but it couldn't penetrate the haze in her heart.

Liu Yaoyao thought to herself: "Oh my God, are you playing a joke on me? Did I owe someone a debt in my past life, and you are torturing me like this in this life?"

Just then, a burst of inappropriate laughter interrupted her thoughts.

Liu Yaoyao frowned and turned around, only to see Lin Nuoer with a smile that said "Look how innocent I am".

Holding a glass of freshly brewed tea in hand.

"Hey, Sister Yaoyao, what kind of unique martial arts are you practicing? Your frown can kill a fly!"

Lin Nuoer made an exaggerated face as she spoke, as if she didn't notice the displeasure on Liu Yaoyao's face at all.

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