"They're here."

Shu Tong carried a tray and quickly walked out of the corridor and went straight into the pavilion. A rich fragrance began to linger around her.

Chen Shi took a light sniff: "Sister-in-law, what delicious food did you make?"

"Scallion oil noodles." Shu Tong smiled at her, "Would Your Highness like to try some?"

"Okay." Chen Shi was completely unable to resist the aroma of this food.

Shu Tong instructed someone to find her a seat, then handed her chopsticks and took a bowl of noodles with soybean paste, pushing it towards her: "Please."

Chen Shi took a bite and gave a thumbs up: "Delicious."

Shu Tong then sat down and said, "If it's delicious, then eat more."

She then turned to Haitang and said, "Haitang, go and make two more servings of milk tea and bring them over."

Haitang replied, "Yes."

Her gaze lingered on Chen Shi for a moment, and she roughly understood her mistress's intentions.

If we feed Princess Shuyun first, lunch will be simpler later.

She initially thought it was inappropriate; how could a princess of such noble birth be interested in a bowl of scallion oil noodles? But she didn't expect that the princess would eat it with such relish.

She happily returned to the small kitchen and started making milk tea according to the steps Shu Tong had taught her before.

So, just as Chen Shi and Shu Tong finished their scallion oil noodles, Haitang's milk tea was served.

Chen Shi happily drank another cup of milk tea, and then let out a burp.

She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, a little embarrassed: "I ate a bit too much for lunch today..."

Shu Tong smiled and said, "Not much. You are at the age where you are growing. It is also time to serve lunch. Your Highness, please tell me what else you would like to eat, and I will tell Haitang to go to the kitchen."