Food Not to Taste
Editor: Henyee Translations
"No, the wind was too strong," Mo Qian'er replied casually.
In any case, he didn't care if she cried or not. There was no need for her to explain anything.
Lu Fenying glanced at her coldly and didn't say anything else.
When they returned to the inn, a beauty greeted them. "Your Majesty, my lady, you're back. Are you still hungry? I made food for you. Do you want it?"
When Lu Fenying saw the beauty, his expression softened. "Bring it over."
Mo Qian'er's mind was full of thoughts, so she simply said, "I'm not hungry. Please eat, Your Majesty. I'm going back to my room. It's time for the crown prince to sleep."
"Give him to the wet nurse. Come and have some food." Lu Fenying walked to the round table in the hall and sat down. The dishes on the table looked exquisite and delicious. The spicy fragrance whetted one's appetite.
Ever since he picked up this girl, Lu Fenying had fallen in love with eating.