"Miss Lu, please."
Feng Ying invited Lu Mingshu back, and the two settled down in a small pavilion amidst the bamboo grove.
Feng Ying's residence was much nicer than hers, covering at least dozens of acres.
After all, rules are rules, and Feng Ying was a disciple of the Cave Void Elder, how could her treatment be the same as that of ordinary disciples?
Once seated, Feng Ying asked, "I don't know if Miss Lu drinks alcohol?"
Lu Mingshu replied, "I usually don't drink, but I'm fine with a small toast."
Feng Ying then smiled, "I quite enjoy a few drinks myself, but it's not convenient to tell others, so I just say I drink tea outside. If Miss Lu doesn't mind, please try my homemade Qingmang wine."
The way she spoke was interesting; wasn't she essentially saying she didn't invite people to drink outside to avoid ruining her image?
This Miss Feng sure was interesting.
With an order from Feng Ying, a servant girl brought two pots of wine, along with some exquisite pastries.