Have You Asked The Noble Consort?
編集者: Henyee Translations
Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes as she watched her Father eat the rice flour pancakes and watch the other guests imitate him and eat. She was very happy.
The Emperor also wrote a few of them playfully. After eating a few of his "treasure words", he bit the tip of the pen that had absorbed the soup reluctantly—this taste was called scrumptious.
The guests rarely ate their fill at official banquets, but today, they all ate until the food was piled up to their throats. If not for the fact that there was really no space left in their stomachs, they felt that they could even lick their plates clean!
The Xiao Family ate comfortably. Smart people had already started to ask when the next happy event in the Xiao Family would be. Everyone tacitly forgot about the book house that the Empress had mentioned just now. Who would have thought that Xiaoxiao would take the initiative to mention it again?