Songzhi helped her and said with a smile, "I didn't know you could do this!"

Yi Ning thought that was because she was very lazy when she was in the Luo family. But she was not very good in the kitchen. She could make these small snacks, but she was not good at making big dishes.

After she finished, she placed it on a white plate with a celadon pattern and carried it to the warm room.

Ting'er smelled the fragrance first and turned to look at the door.

Yining put the plate on the small table, filled a small bowl with food and handed it to Tingger, then picked up a piece and handed it to Cheng Lang.

Ting'er's nose twitched, and he was a little skeptical while holding the small cake: "What is this made of?" The cakes he ate were always very exquisite, and he had never seen such an inconspicuous one.

"It's pumpkin on the outside, and red beans and brown sugar on the inside." Seeing that he hesitated to eat it, Yi Ning knew that he must be dissatisfied with its appearance, so she said, "If you don't want to eat it, then I can take it away?"

Ting'er smelled it and found it delicious. He took a small bite, and a sweet juice mixed with the aroma of red beans flowed out. He had a cat's tongue, and it burned so much that he jumped up and kept saying it was so hot. Mother Tong, who was watching from the side, was terrified and hurriedly brought him tea. "Are you seriously burned? Let me check if you are okay."

Tingger took a few sips of water from the teapot and looked at Yining, who was standing there in silence. The grievance in his heart grew exponentially. What a shame! Didn't she see that he was burned? And it was her who burned him, so why didn't she come to comfort him? Why was she standing there in silence?

Yi Ning thought it was nothing serious. She knew how hot the snacks were. It was just that Ting Ge'er was a little bit more delicate.

Who knew that Ting'er would hold the teapot and say with tears in his eyes, "You burned me!" He was a small person and looked aggrieved.

Yining didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she just went over and touched his head: "How about I apologize to you?"

Of course you should blow on a burn, but you can't blow on it with your tongue. Ting Ge'er figured it out and felt that there was no need to be angry. After all, she had apologized, so he reluctantly nodded as if to forgive Yi Ning. The snack was actually quite delicious. He asked Tong Mama to hand him his small bowl, and he was going to continue eating.

Yi Ning turned around and was about to ask Cheng Lang what he thought, but she saw that Cheng Lang's expression was completely wrong, and he seemed a little shocked.

"Cousin Cheng Lang, what's wrong with you..." Yining walked over and asked him.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lang looked at her and suddenly grabbed her wrist, almost squeezing out the words through his teeth: "This snack - who did you learn it from?"

Seeing Cheng Lang's sudden action, the maids in the room were very surprised. Zhenzhu couldn't help but jump up and hurriedly tried to pull Cheng Lang away. What was he doing in front of everyone?

"Young Master, please let go! This...if the Duke knew about this, it would be disastrous. Please let go!"

Yi Ning's heart skipped a beat as he pinched her. How could she have forgotten that this snack was Cheng Lang's favorite? She often made it for him when he was little.

Cheng Lang must remember this snack!

"I did it myself!" Yi Ning looked at him coldly, twisting her wrist to break free. "Let go! Do you even know what it means for men and women not to touch each other?"

He gripped it tightly, practically squeezing it. It was completely unlike his usual cheerful and talkative self. "Who taught you that?" Seeing Yining didn't answer, he pressed, "Tell me!"

Songzhi was extremely anxious: "My dear cousin, our young lady has never learned this from anyone else! I've been with her all the time, how could I not know? Please let go immediately, you've pinched our young lady's hand until it's red!"

Several maids came up to pull him, and Cheng Lang finally shook off Luo Yining's hand, but he still stared at Luo Yining and refused to let go.

Yi Ning collapsed onto the small table, a bit flustered. She clutched her aching wrist, suddenly feeling like she had nowhere to hide. In front of these people who knew her well, a single, insignificant detail could expose her, put her to death. And this was just Cheng Lang. If Lu Jiaxue had known her more closely, with his intimate knowledge of her...

Yining couldn't help shaking and closed her eyes. Zhenzhu and the others thought she was wronged and immediately came over to comfort her.

Ting'er looked at this in surprise. Is cousin Cheng Lang... bullying her?

His first thought was whether to tell his father. If he could redeem her, his father would definitely give Cheng Lang a good scolding. But he hesitated whether to help her...

Songzhi had already stood up, and with red eyes, he looked at Cheng Lang and said, "My dear cousin, don't think that our young lady is easy to bully! Although she has returned from outside, she is also a respectable young lady of the Duke of Ying's mansion. What on earth are you trying to do? How can you be so rude!"

Cheng Lang looked at Yining for a long time without saying a word, his slender body trembling slightly, and the chaotic emotions in his heart slowly calmed down.

He was the one who lost his composure. Clearly… clearly, he'd been dead for over a decade. He'd found his body after falling off the cliff, no kidding, but he still felt shattered when he saw it. It was exactly like what he remembered; no one else could make something exactly like it.

"I'm sorry." Cheng Lang said in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse. "I'll come to apologize another day. I'm afraid I can't continue teaching today... I'm sorry."

Cheng Lang turned around and left the warm room, and his figure soon disappeared on the corridor.

Yi Ning watched him leave like that. She stood up, holding onto Song Zhi's hand. Suddenly, she hated herself for being so careless. This could have been avoided! She was the only one who could make this, and it was Cheng Lang's favorite, so naturally, he was impressed. She had actually forgotten it for a moment.

Pearl looked at her with some concern and said softly, "Miss, my cousin is not usually like this... I don't know what happened today."

Yi Ning didn't react either. She waved her hand to signal Zhenzhu to stop talking. After a while, she said, "What happened here today... no one is allowed to tell Father. Did you hear that?"

The maids in the room looked at each other, and even Ting Ge'er didn't say a word. It was surprisingly quiet.