The world knows Crown Prince Lu Xingjian as dignified and noble, elegant and composed, with the bearing of a dragon. Su Wanwan, who grew up with him in the palace, knows how wild and heartless he c...
Lu Xingjian had already come downstairs and gracefully walked to the dining table to sit down. His face was indifferent, and he did not look at her.
Su Wanwan felt as if she had been frozen in place; she couldn't decide whether to leave or stay.
Gu Ziyu carried a food box to the dining table and said generously:
"Sister Wanwan, I had someone buy your favorite steamed chicken feet with black bean sauce and wontons in broth from the city."
As she spoke, she met Lu Xingjian's cold gaze, and their eyes clashed for a moment.
The atmosphere became tense.
Gu Ziyu suddenly smiled, a bright and cheerful smile:
"Sister Wanwan has been ill for quite some time and has a poor appetite, so it's not easy to get her to eat more. Your Majesty, you won't mind, will you?"
Lu Xingjian remained silent for a moment, then spoke calmly:
"How could that be?"
Zhou Wanxiu pulled Su Wanwan's hand and walked towards the dining table.
Su Wanwan reluctantly sat down, forced to confront the chaotic scene unfolding at the table.
Zhou Wanxiu diligently served Lu Xingjian porridge and vegetables.
Gu Ziyu was busy serving Su Wanwan various foods, and whispered as she introduced them:
"I just bought this from Yueshengzhai this morning. It tastes good. You should try it."
He then placed another piece of salted duck on Su Wanwan's plate:
"This tastes authentic, just like the flavor of Nanjing."
Su Wanwan hadn't eaten last night, and was starving. She silently ate all the food Gu Ziyu had given her.
The taste is really good.
It must be said that Gu Ziyu is a person with a great zest for life.
She has a cheerful and lively personality, making her easy to get along with.
Whoever marries him will likely have a fulfilling and enjoyable married life.
It's quite touching that they went to so much trouble to find these foods from so far away.
Lu Xingjian sat at the head of the table, his slender fingers slowly stirring the porridge in his bowl without touching it.
His gaze calmly fell on Gu Ziyu and Su Wanwan, taking in their interaction.