Wei Shu's delicate face blushed pink, and there was a shimmer in his eyes. He reached out his hands toward the fire to warm them and said with an indifferent expression, "Perhaps the temperature difference between day and night was too great. I exposed myself to the smoke by the fire during the day, so that's why I feel this way. It's nothing serious!"
Su Tang listened to him and relaxed his expression. He poked around in the fire with his sword for a bit and pulled out several blackened potatoes. He pushed one toward Wei Shu, "Would Your Highness like to eat one?"
Zhu Qianhu's mouth twitched as he watched from the side.
These things looked pitch-black. His Highness always liked cleanliness, would he really eat one?
Marquis Huaiyuan, relying on his status as His Highness's father-in-law, was really acting recklessly!
And if you're going to give one away, why not give the biggest one? Why an average-sized one?
Whom are you planning to give the biggest one to later?
