The shepherd's purse was dug up and sent to the Imperial Kitchen.
In less than half a Shi Chen, the dumplings were served, just as she had instructed.
After tasting one, although it was different from what she had eaten in her previous life, it was quite similar.
Before long, the Imperial Kitchen brought over a whole table of imperial dishes. But only that plate of dumplings was the most popular. In no time at all, it had ended up in Zhao Junyao's stomach.
Xia Ruqing didn't manage to get many. By the time the meal was cleared away, she was pouting heavily!
Zhao Junyao rubbed his head. "Alright, Qingqing!"
"Not alright!"
"..."
Zhao Junyao then carried her to the bed. She struggled free and remained unappeased.
In the end, Zhao Junyao looked at her with genuine sincerity. "I was wrong!"
Xia Ruqing turned her head away. "No way!"
He then pressed her down with a darkened face, asking, "What exactly do you want? It's just a plate of dumplings!"
