"Hi, hello," Ou Lan greeted warmly.
"Good day to you, Young Madam!" The maid immediately bowed respectfully, clearly very nervous.
Ou Lan, "..."
Damn, how boring, why bow so formally, she's not the Empress Dowager.
Although the people of Ailan Castle were dull, the food was still decent, complete with aroma and flavor, and it even included her favorite dish, braised lion's head. Thus, she lowered her head and obediently ate her food.
Following the rigorous regime of Zhan Moxiao, she might drop dead any day, so she had to eat voraciously whenever she could.
Contrary to her whirlwind eating style, Zhan Moxiao ate with an elegance that made him look like a noble duke straight out of a comic, every movement of his could be captured as a classic modeling example.
He maintained a steady pace throughout, seemingly ignoring her presence all the while.
