Zhi'er slid down from Bai Yaoyu's embrace.
Her tiny feet pattered over to Princess Consort Kang's arms.
Her voice soft and adorable: "Happy!"
Then, the little one's gaze turned to the bowl of medicine the maid was about to take away.
"Is this sweet soup for Third Aunt? Zhi'er wants to take a sniff~"
Princess Consort Kang chuckled helplessly: "This is medicine, it's very bitter."
Fifth Heir Bai Fengqing pinched his nose: "Exactly, sister, I can smell the bitterness from way over here!"
Zhi'er blinked her big eyes pitifully: "I don't believe it! That color looks like it's made from sweet soup and tea!"
Princess Consort Kang waved her hand, speaking gently: "Bring it back, let Zhi'er see for herself, otherwise this little glutton won't give up."
The maid brought the medicine bowl forward.
Zhi'er leaned her little face close and sniffed twice.
Hmm...
She couldn't tell if it was the scent of tian nanxing.
It's just very bitter, quite overwhelming!
