Feng Yan took the book and carefully read the passage from beginning to end: "Remember to lend it to me for two days after you finish reading it."
"OK!"
Lu Xiaoyun, who was in the study, heard the conversation between the two people outside and smiled.
When she was in college, her roommate dragged her to audit a psychology class, and she found it to be quite good, so she took it as an elective.
As a result, I accidentally got a perfect score in psychology.
In ancient times, it was still possible to memorize some basic psychology.
Hearing Feng Yan's footsteps fade into the distance, Lu Xiaoyun opened the door and came out. It was necessary to ask Zhu Yu about the "Fengyue Gang".
Jiang Chuan, who was waiting outside, saw Lu Xiaoyun come out and immediately stepped forward to ask, "Your Highness, where are you going? It's almost lunchtime."
Lu Xiaoyun patted her stomach, not hungry yet: "Come with me to Feixue Garden."
These past few days she's been eating and drinking well, but Zhu Yu, the main character, hasn't had a proper meal yet. The kitchen, adhering to the principle of resolutely carrying out Consort Duan's orders, has been sending two steamed buns to Feixue Garden every day without fail.
On the first day, the Prince's kitchen delivered two swill-filled steamed buns, which Zhu Yu swept to the ground. The young waiter immediately went to Consort Duan to complain.
So these past two days, the young man has resorted to the same trick again, either serving moldy or rock hard.
Of course, since Zhu Yu had fainted, most of those moldy steamed buns ended up in Li Feng's stomach.
Fortunately, Zhu Yu had fainted, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have jumped out of bed to confront Lu Xiaoyun.
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