Familiarity breeds ease; by this time, Bai Junjun no longer needed the horse carriage servants to lift the curtain for her. She flung it aside and plopped down next to Wenren Pingting, rolling up her sleeves to start eating.
"..." Wenren Pingting.
Bai Junjun glanced at her, "You wanted me to eat, right? Well, I'm eating."
"..." Wenren Pingting.
"You're really strange. If you don't like it, just tell the chef to stop making it, there's no need to torture me like this."
As Bai Junjun spoke, she gulped down the bowl of health-preserving concoction.
Wenren Pingting was stupefied for a good while before finally showing a trace of a smile.
"I don't dislike these dishes."
"?" Bai Junjun was puzzled: "Then what are you doing?"
"I just know you hate them," Wenren Pingting replied indifferently.
"..." Bai Junjun immediately became displeased and put the bowl back on the table, "What do you mean by this, Princess Consort? Are you playing with me?"
