The eunuch looked at Song Gongming like he was observing a dog, sneering coldly at him.
He instructed Song Gongming, "Duke of Qi, eat quickly! These meat buns were just steamed, they won't taste good cold."
Song Gongming reached out with a trembling hand, picked up a bun, and swallowed it with reddened eyes.
Outside, the prison head's stomach churned as he watched and he immediately turned around, holding onto the courtyard wall as he dry-heaved.
Song Gongming forced the bun down his throat, swallowed one, and picked up the second, continuing to gulp them down frantically, as if driven to madness.
"The Duke of Qi is truly loyal to Your Majesty!"
The eunuch clicked his tongue in delight, turned with the Imperial Army behind him, and left.
After he departed, Song Gongming's stomach roiled, and he followed by vomiting all the buns onto the ground.
He cradled the vomit in his hands, his throat hoarse as he howled, "Son! Father is sorry, so sorry for you!"
