"Return home."
"Fourth Brother, I'm heading back now." Zhao Yao said, bouncing away happily.
Just as he walked out of the History Compilation Hall, he encountered Zheng Rang.
Zheng Rang quickly bowed to Zhao Yao, and immediately after, wished Zhao Yao a happy birthday.
Seeing Zheng Rang carrying a food box, Zhao Yao asked excitedly, "Zheng Zhengshi, what delicious food have you brought me?"
"It's just some pastries. I hope Your Highness won't find them lacking." Zheng Rang had gone home after work last night and personally made the pastries that Zhao Yao liked.
"I don't mind at all, not at all." Zhao Yao said joyfully, "The pastries you make are the best. Thank you for the pastries."
"It's my honor that Your Highness likes them." Zheng Rang replied to Zhao Yao, "Your Highness, inside the food box, there's also a letter and a birthday gift from my younger brother for you."
The Lord's birthday, why didn't Zheng Qian do anything at all?
