Did he remember the last time Prince Rosen told Ling Limu that she liked breakfast in the imperial kitchen?
It was no longer raining. Ling Limu had just come back from the outside and was covered in the coldness of the early morning after the rain. He put the box in the imperial kitchen on the dining table and looked at her. “Come and have breakfast.”
Fu xiyao walked over and Ling Limu opened the box. She stretched out her small white hand and took a piece of dessert. She handed it to the granny first. “Granny, here you go.”
The granny smiled lovingly and happily took it. “Thank you, xiyao.”
Fu Xiyao took another piece and placed it beside her red lips to take a small bite.
At this moment, a young man’s deep voice rang in her ears. “Is it delicious?”
Fu Xiyao took a small bite of the breakfast and brought it to Ling Limu’s lips. “Take a bite and see.”
Ling limu lowered his eyes and took a bite of the spot where she had taken a bite out of her little hand.
