That first sip? Pure theater. The way Lord Chen’s eyes bulged when the servant bowed—like he’d just tasted poison instead of jasmine tea 🫖. Then BAM: courtyard chaos, red robes flaring, swords drawn. Return of the Grand Princess isn’t just drama—it’s a masterclass in *escalation*. Every glance, every fold of fabric, screams tension. And that blue-robed lady? Quiet, but her stare could freeze fire. 🔥