Lu Hetian's expression fell.
Lu Tingchen was also silent.
Lu Liangwei knew that they were both missing Madam Ling.
She clenched the handkerchief in her hand and broke the silence. "As long as Grandmother doesn't dislike the fact that my cooking is rudimentary, I'll make you longevity noodles every year on your birthday."
A gratified look flashed across the Dowager Duchess' face when she heard this. "It's already wonderful that you are so filial, so why would I dislike them? Nevertheless, as you've made a promise, you'll have to follow through. Otherwise, I'll be hounding you about it."
Lu Liangwei nodded and said seriously, "Alright. If I don't follow through, I'll be punished with not being allowed to enjoy good food."
The Dowager Duchess laughed at this. "You'll be married into the Palace soon. Even if you don't keep your promise, how could I enter the Palace to catch you?"
