Mu Qingchen watched her eat the pastries bite by bite, her mouth full like a little hamster.

“Just eat it if you like it. I made it myself.”

When he has nothing to do, he likes to study some new things.

As for making pastries, he learned it just by watching the imperial chef do it once.

The first pastry he made, he made sure to let his sister have a bite.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Mu Qingchen looked at her lovingly.

Before she could finish her words, Mu Nanyan choked.

"Ah, give me some water quickly." Mu Nanyan's neck was stuck by the pastry and she almost couldn't speak.

Water, where is the water? Mu Qingchen looked around and finally found a pot of water on the table next to him.

Without thinking, he took the kettle over, poured out a glass of water, and handed it to Mu Nanyan's mouth.

Mu Nanyan gulped down the water and finally felt less uncomfortable.

How could there be water here? Mu Nanyan, who realized it belatedly, finally reacted.

"Sixth Brother, where did you get the water?"

Mu Qingchen pointed to the table next to him.

Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a painting under the table.

"What is this?" He picked up the painting.

He picked up the painting and showed it to Mu Nanyan. "Yan'er, look, there is a painting here."

There is a beauty in this painting, but she looks a little strange.

It seems like that someone, by the way, isn’t this Concubine Jin?

what is going on?

Mu Nanyan was thinking, when suddenly, her eyelids became heavy and she fell asleep.