"Get up first!"
Su Luo didn't rush to agree but asked Lei Yun to bring over a cup of hot tea.
Liu Mianmian took it, holding it in both hands as if warming herself.
In reality, the room was heated with a floor furnace and a charcoal basin; it wasn't as warm as spring, but at least one wouldn't feel cold.
Yet, Liu Mianmian's hands and feet were stiff, and her body felt chilly without much warmth.
Perhaps it was because she had no confidence that Su Luo would agree to her proposal, which made her feel this way.
After warming her hands for a while and taking a few sips of hot tea, she looked eagerly at Su Luo.
Su Luo was weighing her options internally.
Liu Mianmian's eyes flickered before she spoke again, "My lady, actually, when the incident with His Highness occurred recently, and today he has returned safe and sound, my grandfather has already guessed some clues!"
