When Wei Wan heard Su Yan's words, her expression was complicated.
She carefully and cautiously asked,
"Can the young lady really handle it?"
Naturally, the Prince Mansion had plenty of food.
But if she overate to death, would the Prince drag her out and have her beaten to death with clubs?
Thinking about it, the Prince had previously given detailed instructions and even wrote a list of Miss Su Yan's preferences.
Su Yan shook her head,
"No, no, go get it."
Wei Wan nodded,
"Yes."
Following that, Wei Wan called someone to pull the dishes off the table and then locked the door and left.
After a short while, Wei Wan returned.
However, there was no roasted goose as Su Yan eagerly expected.
Wei Wan apologized,
"Miss, you can't eat any more."
Su Yan blinked,
"Why, why not?"
Didn't they just say they were going to get her a roasted goose?
Wei Wan appeared distressed,
"Miss, Wei Wan is only following orders."
Su Yan pursed her lips, no longer speaking.
