Seeing that the Empress Dowager stopped others from approaching, Qi Lin continued, "If Qi Lin dies here today, Bai Qianye would surely hate Empress Dowager once he knows. Matters might become uncontrollable.",Upon entering the room, a wave of tea fragrance greeted her. Qi Lin frowned slightly, thinking to herself if anyone still used this kind of perfume in this era,Bai Qianye suddenly leaned closer; Qilin's face flushed but still lifted her chin up stubbornly and shook her head, saying, "No, it’s just that the taste of tea reminds me of someone I dislike."。