The Wangshu Inn, third-floor private room.
The faint aroma of tea filled the air, the entire room suffused with the refreshing scent of tea leaves. Ye Qiushuang, dressed in green, held a cup of Jiangnan white tea in her hands.
The tea was clear and bright, with a few tender green tea leaves, resembling phoenix feathers, resting at the bottom of the cup. Ye Qiushuang sighed deeply, "I wonder if I'll still have the chance to drink tea from my hometown once I enter Prince Yan's Mansion."
The maid knelt beside her, her eyes filled with worry. "Miss, Lady Yan has hidden many things from us. I've heard that Prince Yan is cold-hearted and fickle in his affections. None of the concubines in his household have ever enjoyed his favor for long."
"Just a few days ago, a concubine made a mistake and was beaten to death on Prince Yan's orders... That Prince Yan's Mansion is like a den of demons!"
