"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Anyway, I plan to eat well for a stretch of time while I'm at your place, Yang Chuxia. You can't be stingy, huh? Prepare some of the delicious stuff from your house for me. Sigh, the things you sent over last New Year were simply amazing."
The Commandery Princess Dongyang mentioned these matters to Yang Chuxia without any hesitation, as if she had known Yang Chuxia for many years.
Even though they had just met, although they had exchanged a few letters, they could only be considered friends, not close friends.
Yang Chuxia had to admit that this girl was really quick to make herself at home.
Fortunately, she didn't find the girl annoying; instead, she quite liked her temperament. It was the type that suited her own tastes.
"Don't worry about that, my house lacks nothing but has the most food."