A daughter from a prominent family is desired by many, yet the daughter of the Yong family is sought by none. Noble families consider her nouveau riche and vulgar, while scholarly houses pride them...
“Mr. Huo is right, Aunt, I really don’t have any reputation,” Zhao Shu comforted Huo Danlan. At this moment, Prince Yong came out from the inner room, and she hurriedly asked, “Father, have you washed up?”
"You've washed up, Miss Huo, Young Master Huo, why are you up so early?" Prince Yong acted unusually normal when facing Huo Danlan and Huo Baichuan. Yes, normal, as if they had known each other for many years. It seemed that the three of them had gotten along well on the way to the capital.
Huo Danlan served Prince Yong some porridge. "Your Highness, please have breakfast. Ah Jun, come too. This was cooked by your aunt. I didn't know what flavor you liked, so I cooked it according to your father's taste."
Zhao Shu also asked Chu Chun to bring the food box, but she couldn't take it out now because she didn't want to embarrass Huo Danlan.
However, Huo Danlan had already seen the food box in Chu Chun's hand and said, "Whatever A-Jun made, don't mind, give it to your aunt."
Seeing the lotus leaf and lily porridge that Huo Danlan brought out, a simple and delicious congee, Zhao Shu felt a little ashamed. Her food box contained only a cup of milk, a few small steamed buns, and an egg... Before seeing Huo Danlan's congee, she had always thought that congee was all cooked in one pot.
"Ah Jun, did you bring any milk? Give Bai Chuan and your aunt two cups. Your father thinks that drinking a cup every day has made his stomach feel better than before." Prince Yong didn't stand on ceremony with anyone and spoke while drinking his porridge.
Helpless, Zhao Shu asked Chu Chun to take out the breakfast inside and place it on the table, and then instructed, "Go and get two more cups."
After saying this, he apologized to Huo Danlan and Huo Baichuan, saying, "Aunt, Mr. Huo, the servants didn't tell me you were coming, so we didn't make any preparations. Please don't mind."
Huo Danlan pulled her to sit down, and before she could speak, Huo Baichuan said, "Little Princess, the cook in your household is not stupid; the milk doesn't taste fishy."
Zhao Shu: ...
She was speechless for a moment, and Prince Yong had already finished eating. Huo Baichuan glanced at Zhao Shu and said to Huo Danlan, "Elder sister, I'm going to court."