"Master is busy, and I dare not speak," Ye Zao pouted.
"So you're being honest now?" Fourth Master continued to rub her wrist, chuckling, "Take a rest. Shall I ask the Imperial Kitchen to bring you some pastries?"
"Yes, thank you, Master," Ye Zao leaned into Fourth Master's embrace.
Fourth Master then called someone in to order two dishes of pastries and a pot of hot milk from the Imperial Kitchen.
When the pastries arrived, Ye Zao didn't eat much, but she did drink half a pot of the milk.
Fourth Master smelled the air and laughed, "You're like a milk baby."
Saying this, he kissed her lips, then said, "If you're tired, go back now."
"Isn't Master continuing to grind?" Ye Zao noticed that Fourth Master was preoccupied.
"Just call them to come. Go back, today Master is busy and can't come to see you. I'll visit in a few days," Fourth Master said.
"Alright, then I will go back. Master… you should also take a proper rest," Ye Zao said.
Fourth Master nodded, watching her leave.
