Nanny Wei guided her to a small seat by the counter. "Sit down, Fei'er. Watch, rest, let us do the work. You've been through so much lately… let someone else take care of the meals for a change."
Tang Fei sighed, a light laugh escaping her lips. "Alright, alright… I suppose even I can take a break sometimes."
As she settled into the chair, the servants moved with quiet efficiency around her, chopping, frying, and arranging the morning feast. Nanny Wei handed her a steaming cup of tea, and Tang Fei cradled it in her hands, letting the warmth seep into her fingers and through her.
She allowed herself to relax, leaning back as the aroma of fresh food and the soft murmur of activity filled the kitchen. Outside, the mansion awaited the day, but inside this small cocoon, Tang Fei could simply breathe.
The kitchen was alive now, humming with care and service, and Tang Fei finally allowed herself the luxury of letting go, only for a little while.
