The tea stopped at the corner of Qu Moying's lips and then was slowly moved away. Qu Moying frowned and put down the teacup.

"It seems to be very hot." Qu Caiyue looked at the teacup in her hand and nodded. She pushed the teacup slightly to the side and leaned against the stone table in front of her with her elbows. "Moying, did you find that Lord Jing treated Qiuyan differently?"

The corners of Qu Caiyue's lips looked very pale. She loosened her hand weakly ...