At the moment Long Linger fell to the ground, Mia saw an indescribable smile in her eyes, and Mia's heart started trembling. Why did she smile? Clearly she drank the poisoned wine yet looked so happy?
Mia carefully recalled the gesture she used when drinking wine earlier; it seemed she used her other hand to obscure the wine glass, a common gesture at the dining table. Generally, polite female guests will slightly use their arm or sleeve to cover themselves when drinking to conceal any lack of elegance.
Was there something unusual in the fleeting action she made just now?
Because the scene was locked down, no one could leave; naturally, she felt some panic. Suddenly, she sensed a shiver coming from beside her; she turned her head and saw Xie Wan trembling slightly, her face pale, cold sweat constantly streaming down from her forehead.
She smiled slightly, deliberately speaking loudly, "Xie Wan, your face looks so bad, are you sick?"
