Zhang Dequan's tone was inquisitive, but his expression brooked no refusal.
Noble Lady Wei felt humiliated, yet she still trembled as she reached out to pick up a piece and slowly stuffed it into her mouth.
Only then did Zhang Dequan start smiling again, with a hint of praise in his tone, "It seems there's no problem; Noble Lady Wei really is talented and dexterous."
Seeing his benevolent and kindly smile, Noble Lady Wei cursed inwardly, this old eunuch!
If one day, she gained power, he would be the first one she wouldn't spare!
Suddenly facing this ordeal, Mingshu didn't need to guess what Noble Lady Wei was thinking.
Her first reaction was embarrassment, but seeing Si Chu so take it for granted, she immediately felt emboldened—after all, when one has plenty of lice, they don't worry about itching.
Mingshu, with her carefree demeanor, picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it.
