Xiao Jin truly wanted to spit the pastry out, but the crispy peach biscuit melted instantly into his mouth. At this point, only the dense fragrance was left.
On the other hand, the innocent and adorable Ling did not know what she had done, making her father frozen on the spot for a long time.
Su Ying touched Ji's and Mama Zhao's foreheads. Perhaps it was because of the weather, both recovered rather slowly. They were still having low fevers. Nevertheless, Mama Zhao's pneumonia had improved, and the fluid noise in her lungs was no longer as prominent.
"Princess, I found a well in the backyard. It is good and has fresh water. I brought some for the young Prince and Mama Zhao to wipe their bodies."
Su Ying felt that since she had already been exiled, there was no need to address her respectfully. She didn't want to expose her identity and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Bai Shuang, you can call me sister in the future. I'm no longer some Princess."
