C231 The Cold Palace
"Where's this coming from, sister? It's only right for me to do these things; no need for you to toast me," Yuvyi said with an awkward smile. If she accepted Yanwu's toast now, she'd have to drink what was originally meant for Yanwu. She knew all too well what was in that cup, and her fear made her act unnaturally.
Yanwu looked at Yuvyi, whose emotions were written all over her face
