Feng Guang wants to say... she wants to eat them all!
But she glanced at Baili Mo beside her and didn't dare to move.
Baili Mo simply smiled lightly, then reached out and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, presenting it to Feng Guang.
His smile remained as gentle as ever, as if he were presenting a pastry he had prepared to someone he loved.
It looks perfectly natural!
Song Wuxia's eyes twitched.
Feng Guang was caught in a dilemma: reaching out was awkward, but not reaching out was also awkward. In the end, she reluctantly turned her face away and said, "I'm not hungry."
Baili Mo withdrew his hand, smiled slightly, and casually tossed the pastry back into the other person's box.
It's like... if she doesn't want to eat something, then it's just junk food.
Song Wuxia smiled, a smile of someone who had met their match. He used to think that Baili Mo was a big fool who was gentle to everyone and had no opinions of his own. Now he felt that Baili Mo had changed quite a bit. At least now Baili Mo would choose to confront him head-on, instead of avoiding Song Wuxia like before to avoid conflict.
Feng Guang felt a turbulent undercurrent around her. She desperately needed a topic to break the silence. After thinking for a while, she forced a smile and asked Song Wuxia, "Why did Lord Song come to the East Palace today?"
"I almost forgot about the scenery." Song Wuxia gave her a charming smile, which made her stare blankly for a while. "By order of His Majesty, I have come to deliver a message to His Highness the Crown Prince. His Majesty will be going hunting in the hunting grounds in three days and invites the Crown Prince to accompany him."
Feng Guang didn't pay any attention to what Song Wuxia was saying. She just felt that the hormones emanating from Song Wuxia today were particularly strong, as if they were being released without restraint.
In high spirits, Song Wuxia said to Fengguang, "Fengguang, you must come along too."
"Wait..." she snapped out of her daze, "I don't know how to hunt, what am I supposed to do?"
"Perhaps... he was playing with a fan to catch butterflies."
Feng Guang remained silent; when did she learn to chase butterflies with a fan?!
Song Wuxia suddenly laughed.
Her temper flared up immediately, "Are you thinking about me chasing butterflies?!"
He immediately replied, "No."
"You laughed!" she exclaimed in disbelief. "You must be thinking it's funny that I'm chasing butterflies with a fan, right?!"
Oh, he just felt that those ladylike activities for young girls were not suitable for her, and calling it ridiculous... doesn't seem wrong.
Song Wuxia pressed her fist to her lips, coughed lightly, and said in a gentle but insincere voice, "Why would I find it glamorous and ridiculous?"
This is simply the ultimate example of blatant lying.
Song Wuxia found her huffy appearance quite adorable, but Baili Mo standing next to her was really too much of an eyesore. He picked up the candied hawthorn from the third man in black's box and handed it to her, "Want some while Hu Yao isn't here to snatch it?"
"I..." She wanted to shout no, but looking at the red fruit on the candied hawthorn skewer, the transparent syrup reflecting the bright sunlight, it looked very sweet, and the red fruit coated in syrup, its rosy color really aroused her appetite, she swallowed.
Baili Mo then made a move, finally releasing his grip on her hand.
Looking at the scenery, one could see Baili Mo giving them a beautiful smile, a smile that made even the most beautiful flowers pale in comparison.
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