After Feng Qingyun and Rong Xiao returned to their parents' home, Rong Yuan couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go to Wuji Mountain to find Rong Jin, so he summoned Feng Qinghuang into the imperial study. Of course, Rong Qi also came along.

Rong Yuan knew they were coming, so he specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare a lot of pastries, just waiting for them to arrive.

As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him," so I suppose they should easily agree to his request.

Sure enough, the two young people were attracted by the pastries as soon as they entered the door, and had been eating for half an hour, except that one was eating and the other was feeding them.

Rong Yuan wasn't in a hurry. He just waited for them to finish eating. Anyway, his pastries weren't that delicious. He wouldn't stand for it if they didn't agree to his request.

After a while: "Jiaojiao, are you full?"

Feng Qinghuang rubbed her tummy and nodded: "Mmm, that's about right."

Rong Qi smiled, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her little hands and mouth: "Then Jiao Jiao, get up and walk around."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Mhm."

Rong Yuan was utterly stunned by Rong Qi's fawning demeanor. Where was his noble and aloof nephew? How could he be acting like such a lackey in front of this young girl?

Hong Fu, who was standing next to him, was also surprised. Who else could be served by this young lady personally?

Rong Qi led Feng Qinghuang around the imperial study for a while before looking at the person sitting on the high seat.

"Uncle, if you called us here, please tell us what's on your mind, otherwise all those pastries will have been wasted."

Rong Yuan glared at his nephew upon hearing his words, feeling annoyed. "You know I called you here for something? I thought you just brought people over for a meal." He hadn't really believed what outsiders said about Rong Qi's affection for Feng Qinghuang, but now that he'd seen it for himself, Rong Yuan believed his own eyes—Rong Qi was indeed deeply in love.

"Ahem, Huang'er, when shall we go up the mountain to visit your master?"

Feng Qinghuang tilted her head and looked at Rong Yuan. So that's what it was about. This matter is very easy. She had never said that she wouldn't take him along.

"Anytime is fine, Your Majesty just needs to decide on the time."

Upon hearing this, Rong Yuan burst into laughter: "Hahaha, really? That's great! How about we go the day after tomorrow? I'll prepare some things and bring them with you to your master."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Okay, okay, Master loves to eat delicious food and drink fine wine. Your Majesty, please bring plenty."

Rong Yuan nodded in delight: "Okay, I... I understand."

Huang'er is quite well-behaved; she even told him what her master liked, perhaps hoping he would cater to her tastes.

Not bad, not bad. The person Rong Qi has taken a liking to is definitely not ordinary.

Rong Qi looked at his uncle's expression, shook his head speechlessly, and grinned from ear to ear. It wasn't over yet; would his uncle's antics scare his little uncle when they met?

"Is there anything your master dislikes or hates?"

Rong Yuan felt it was better to ask in advance, since they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years and he didn't know if their old habits and hobbies had changed.

The spirited and carefree young man of yesteryear has now reached middle age.

Feng Qinghuang thought for a moment and shook her head: "I don't seem to remember that."

Rong Yuan pressed on, "Then your master, all these years, has never gotten married?"

No.

Upon hearing the answer, Rong Yuan sighed deeply. If that incident hadn't happened, his younger brother would likely be married with children, just like him. Now…

Rong Yuan wanted to ask something more, but Rong Qi stopped him. If he continued to ask, Jiao Jiao would probably be upset too.

"Alright, Uncle, what else do you want to ask? When you see your uncle later, you can ask him directly. That way you'll know the answer."

Rong Yuan choked.

You little rascal, I've only asked a few questions and you're already telling me I can't ask any more. Rong Yuan knew Rong Qi's temper, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Rong Yuan waved his hand: "Alright, you take this girl and go back first. Remember, we'll meet outside the city the day after tomorrow."

Rong Qi nodded: "Okay, I understand. You and Hong Fu can go."

Rong Qi's words were a reminder to him not to bring too many people on his first trip, lest he bother his uncle again.

Rong Yuan nodded.

After the two left the imperial study, Rong Yuan was about to instruct Hong Fu to prepare more food and drinks. But then he suddenly felt it was inappropriate. He decided to prepare them himself, as that would better show his sincerity.

And so, over the course of two days, Rong Yuan and Hong Fu prepared countless delicacies and fine wines, waiting for that day to bring them to their youngest brother.