Chang'an No. 1 Green Tea

She knelt in the ancestral hall, thinking about how to make spilling the cup of tea more like an accident. Fiancé Li Qinbai came through the snow, held her waist and whispered: "Shen Qingci, you did a good job. But next time you frame someone else, remember to wipe the ink on your sleeves clean." She thought she was playing a game of chess, but little did she know that she had already become a player in his game.