Mu Rongche sat by her bedside, his fingers gently tracing the bridge of her delicate nose, "There are plenty of delicious things to eat! Minglou's fish cakes, West Market's lion's head meatballs, Fanhua Street's lotus seed and jade dew cakes—if you like them, I'll take you to taste them all across Lian Hai Kingdom."
"I want to eat," Chen Ruobai said, a longing in her clear, distinct eyes.
She had never tasted anything as sweet, as tender and glutinous, as delicious as she had today.
Only now did she realize that what she had eaten before... weren't even worth calling food!
"There, there, you have your whole life ahead of you. Don't eat too much at once, I'll take you to eat something delicious every day."
Mu Rongche gently patted her quilt, lulling her to sleep.
He was just a teenager himself, but having seen the concubines and queens in his father's palace sooth his younger brothers and sisters to sleep like this, he imitated them.
And it seemed to work extremely well.
