Qu Tong fluttered her hopeful big eyes.
Si Yuting looked at Qu Tong for a long time before slowly uttering two words, "Not bad."
"If Your Highness likes it, then let's give all to Your Highness. I'm fine with just porridge," Qu Tong was very considerate.
Si Yuting: "..."
Recalling the odd behavior of Xuan Ping and the others today, he guessed that his little wife was deliberately playing a prank on him.
Looking at his little wife again, she concealed it quite well, and when their eyes met, she even smiled at him.
Si Yuting smiled bitterly, but he didn't expose her little scheme and started eating the sour and spicy "potato shreds" with porridge, just at a much slower pace than usual.
Si Yuting was halfway through the potato shreds when Qu Tong had already finished a bowl of porridge. She raised her eyebrow and looked at Si Yuting, "Your Highness didn't find today's potato shreds a bit too spicy?"
"They are a little."
"Then why are you still eating them?"
