Can't this girl's face be a little less thick-skinned?
Didn't he make himself clear enough?
Dongyang didn't care what he was thinking at the moment, she hadn't had breakfast yet, and her steamed buns had just been thrown on the ground.
So, she lifted the carriage curtain and said to the guard outside, "Would you mind getting two steamed buns for this Commandery Princess?"
"Yes!"
The guard hurried off, but internally complained, Who threw that perfectly good white bun? Don't they know some beggars can't even get a bun to eat?
When the guard brought the buns, Luo Linhao and Mu Shaofeng had finished eating and came out to see another carriage parked behind the horses, while the horse that belonged to Mu Shaoling was empty.
