After everyone had taken their seats, the dumplings were ready. Considering everyone would start with vegetables, only one plate of each kind of filling was brought out, with each plate holding about fifty dumplings.
Tangyuan casually introduced the two fillings, and Rong Heng looked at the green, white, and orange-colored dumplings and felt exceedingly happy.
"Only you could make such beautiful colored dumplings. I haven't eaten these in many years, you heartless woman!"
With the corners of her lips upturned, Tangyuan stood up and took a small plate from a palace maid's hands, then laid a plate of large and small dumplings, some with torn skins, in front of him. Rong Heng looked at her, surprised, and she couldn't help but chuckle.
"You must eat this plate of dumplings because Ayue rolled out the dough and I wrapped them, filled with love!"
Rong Heng looked down, visibly stunned, then tilted his head to look at the expectant Rong Yue, his voice trembling slightly.
