Inside Autumn Harvest room , plates of exquisite dishes were brought to the table. QingWu rolled up her sleeves and immediately began eating. As the food entered her mouth, she squinted her eyes in enjoyment, and her toes danced comfortably inside her shoes.
Sitting across from her, Xie Ziyuan briefly glanced at her as she devoured her meal before diverting his gaze.
He had planned to wait for QingWu to finish eating and put down her chopsticks before offering her a cup of tea.
However, just as QingWu took a sip of her tea, Xie Ziyuan spoke up. "Isn't My Queen the real Yun Qingwu?"
QingWu raised her eyes, a smile that wasn't quite a smile playing on her lips. "Am I not?"
Xie Ziyuan's expression remained calm. "I have met Miss Yun before. While her appearance may be similar to my Queen's,but the mannerisms are entirely different."
QingWu's interest was piqued. "Similar in appearance?"
