The table was mostly set with pastries, and even the chicken porridge that had been stewed was thicker than usual. Su Xinyi scooped a small bowl of porridge and picked up some steamed dumplings onto a plate, pushing it over.
Yan Junchu had just dressed in his court attire, carefully sat down, and ate with refined haste.
Su Xinyi accompanied him on the side, occasionally picking out dishes for Yan Junchu. It was rare for the two to eat in silence, yet despite the quietness, there was an unusual flavor of sentiment in their hearts.
Time was tight, and Yan Junchu couldn't afford to dawdle. He ate as quickly as possible to fill his stomach and was about to get up and leave when Su Xinyi saw him out. Zhang Jian, holding a lantern ahead, lit the way, and from a distance, the figure of Yang Jin could be seen waiting by the path.
It had been a long time since Su Xinyi had seen Yang Jin appear here. His presence now made her realize that the Crown Prince must have made arrangements.
