"Hurry up and eat, little greedy cat! Look at your eyes, you can't wait to swallow the whole plate of cakes."

Chen Xiaoru's cheeks flushed red when he teased her like that, and she glared at him coquettishly.

"Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me."

She picked up the silver spoon and gently scooped a small piece of cake into her mouth.

The soft and glutinous pastry melts in your mouth, and the sweet aroma of osmanthus fills your mouth, mixed with the fragrance of glutinous rice. It is sweet but not greasy, and leaves a long aftertaste.

Chen Xiaoru narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

"It's delicious. Your Majesty, please try it too."

Xuanyuan Che's gaze remained on her face, and seeing her expression of enjoyment, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I prefer watching you eat."

"Why?" Chen Xiaoru asked puzzledly.

Xuanyuan Che smiled and replied:

"Because the way you eat, you look like a kitten that has stolen a piece of fish. So cute and adorable."

After hearing this, Chen Xiaoru's cheeks immediately turned red. She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and said coquettishly:

"Your Majesty is making fun of me again."

Xuanyuan Che felt a tenderness in his heart when he saw her shy look. He leaned forward slightly, looked at Chen Xiaoru tenderly, and said softly:

"Everything I said is true. Come, try this again." As he said that, he personally picked up a piece of cake for Chen Xiaoru.

After dinner, Xuanyuan Che did not leave. He slowly stood up and walked to Chen Xiaoru's side. Chen Xiaoru looked up at him. Xuanyuan Che reached out and gently held her slender jade fingers. Xuanyuan Che's deep eyes were full of doting. He asked softly, "Xiaoru, how about I teach you to write?"

Chen Xiaoru's eyes lit up when she heard this. She looked up at Xuanyuan Che, and a sweet smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth. She nodded gently, her voice as sweet as honey:

"I couldn't ask for more."

Xuanyuan Che took her to the desk, where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone had already been prepared, emitting a faint scent of ink.

He picked up a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote the three words "Chen Xiaoru" on the snow-white rice paper. The font was vigorous and powerful, yet revealed a sense of tenderness.

"Xiao Ru, this is your name."

Xuanyuan Che pointed at the three words and looked at Chen Xiaoru gently.

Chen Xiaoru looked at her name, her eyes full of curiosity and joy.

"So this is my name. It's written so beautifully!" she exclaimed softly.

"Your Majesty, please teach me."

Xuanyuan Che heard this and a doting smile appeared on his lips. "Of course. But before I teach you, I'll write down my name for you to see."

As he spoke, he picked up his pen and wrote the three words "Xuanyuan Che". His handwriting was vigorous and flamboyant, showing the emperor's majesty.

"This is my name." He pointed to his own name and said.

"Xuanyuan Che..."

Chen Xiaoru whispered, "Your Majesty's name is written so majestically, just like His Majesty himself!"

Xuanyuan Che was amused by her words, "Now, let me teach you how to write your own name."

"Okay!" Chen Xiaoru nodded excitedly, "I will definitely study hard!"