Thinking that the dignified King Yongning would actually cook for his daughter himself, a smile gradually returned to his face, and the smug look on his face could not be concealed even by the endless night.
As soon as Fu Mingchi brought Zhu Wen back to Ye Wanshu's room, Ye Wanshu was attracted by a strong fragrance.
Taking the noodles from Zhu Wencai's hand, Fu Mingchi carefully placed them on the table and said softly, "You must be starving. Wan'er, please give me some feedback on this new cooking skill I've learned."
"Your Highness made this yourself?"
Seeing his expectant eyes, Ye Wanshu was surprised, and quickly picked up the chopsticks to try a bite.
Although it was just a simple bowl of plain noodles, it was filled with river shrimp and some shellfish, making it incredibly delicious. Ye Wanshu couldn't help but nod, "Delicious."
"Then eat more." Fu Mingchi sat down with satisfaction and stared at her quietly.
Watching her eat with such gusto, and thinking of what Ji Yuan had just said, Fu Mingchi felt a surge of guilt in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Wan'er, I'm sorry for the injustice you suffered today. From now on, I will never leave you alone again."
Hearing this, Ye Wanshu's eyes paused slightly. She didn't know why he suddenly said such words, like a young wife confessing her sins.
Thinking about Chunhong and Xingtao's complaints just now, Ye Wanshu felt that he was holding a grudge because of this matter, so she quickly said, "Chunhong and Xingtao are used to nagging, Your Highness, please don't take it to heart."
Fu Mingchi shook his head: "Everything concerning Wan'er naturally concerns this prince."
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