"Hmm," Li Hengyi muttered softly.
There was a touch of indifference.
There was still a dull ache in his chest, and the distance to Leng Zhuxiang seemed even farther now.
"My lord, the woman who made this tofu dish is very beautiful," Yuanbao said cautiously.
"..."
Li Hengyi looked up at Yuanbao, "Handle it as you see fit."
Yuanbao nodded.
He went down to find Yuan Cheng and inquired about Xie Zhinuan's background.
Yuan Cheng didn't know about Xie Zhinuan's past and gave a rough account of the story, allowing Yuanbao to understand the situation.
Returning to report to Li Hengyi, he remained silent.
Without instructing anything else, he sat for a moment before rising and leaving back to the posthouse.
On the way,
Yuanbao couldn't resist asking, "My lord, should we ask Miss Xie to prepare some other dishes?"
"?"
Li Hengyi said nothing.
After a pause he finally said, "No need!"
Xie Zhinuan had gone to bed early.
