Upon hearing Luo Ye's comment, Zhong Lingling let out a sigh of relief.
She silently encouraged herself, "It's okay, no rush, there is still time!"
Having not slept all night, Zhong Lingling finally felt a wave of drowsiness hit her, but she still forced herself to eat breakfast energetically.
Because after the meal, she still had to personally prepare a skin-nourishing medicine for the Second Prince!
Zhong Lingling's personality was the impetuous type; if she hadn't finished something, it would weigh on her mind.
Therefore, her breakfast was almost wolfed down.
Just as she was shoveling a big mouthful of greens into her mouth, Xiang Yimo's voice suddenly floated over. "Eat slower, be careful not to choke!"
His tone wasn't mocking Zhong Lingling, but filled with faint concern, which felt very warm.
Zhong Lingling was momentarily stunned, then she showed a slightly embarrassed smile and slowed down her pace of eating breakfast.